The Desired Angel of Heaven
Chapter 140 S2 (False Feelings)

Khaira was casually sitting in her study at the Kara Jewellery jewelery. The invitation to attend an international jewelry exhibition in Singapore is quite interesting. He immediately asked Andini into his room, not until 5 minutes his assistant was already stand by sitting in front of him.

“We will both attend this exhibition,” said Khaira while extending an invitation to Andini, “I asked you to contact Dewo mas in Lombok to send the best work of its craftsmen, as well as Indro mas in Martapura. I want to see the latest results. Do not forget also Asep kang in Bandung. Home Production in Dago Atas I think quite convincing to be displayed at the exhibition this time.”

Andini wrote everything Khaira said for her immediate follow-up. He felt excited to join the exhibition this time, because the opportunity to shop branded goods in Singapore is wide open. It has not been a vacation in a long time either. His desire to meet his old friend in the Lion country is very big.

“I excuse me rara,” Andini got up from her chair.

“Alright,” Khaira nods to welcome until finally Andini disappears behind the door.

After Andini died, he leaned back his body while stroking the ring that encircled his fingers.  Khaira's eyes closed recalling memories with the late Abbas. It has been eight months since his departure, but every memory of him does not feel the tears of Khaira always welled up.

Khaira immediately took ablution once the alarm of her phone had sounded signifying the entry of Zuhr time. In his last bow Khaira complained of all the turmoil and sadness that again gnawed the deepest trough of his heart.

Having missed Babby A, after returning from his jewelry store Khaira by car a million people of the deceased Abbas's legacy took the time to stop by the Hasya residence. She saw a woman her age-in-law holding Babby A and giving him an MP-ASI.

“Who is mbak?” khaira asked almost whispered softly as she stood side by side with Hasya.

He felt curious while nodding his head politely and smiled faintly when he was faced with the middle-aged woman. His hand immediately stretched out to reach Babby A who now seemed to laugh broadly at him.

“Mamanya Denis his friend mas Valdo who yesterday had lunch together. Her name is aunt Hartini. Coincidentally he came from Japan and wanted to stop by.” Hasya introduced both of them.

“Lho can?”  Khaira feels surprised just to look fashionable, not like most mothers. This one's slang, bray ….

“Mas Valdo is like a brother to Denis. Aunty Har has missed he said almost 10 years did not meet your mas. That's why returning to Indonesia was stopped by here. Ntar malem said he wanted to nginap.”  Hasya told me excitedly.

Now Khaira understands. He realized that he also missed the figure of a mother. Her mother-in-law has long since died, while father Valdo lives in Singapore with his only sister Renata who is married to a Singaporean retail entrepreneur.

“Sinih no whiskey …. “ Hasya withdraw her hand quickly, “Bentar ya dear, mama take mother to back first.” Hasya kissed Babby A anxiously while nodding at Aunt Har who looked at Khaira while commenting on a smile.

The two walked side by side towards the dining room. Hasya immediately sat down which followed Khaira sitting beside her.

“Ngapain is mbak?” ask Khaira directly. He became curious about Hasya's enigmatic attitude, as if their conversation was so secret that it had to hide from others.

Hasya looked at her sister fixedly, “Mas Denis is interested in you. He told you to propose to you.”

“Astagfirullahadjim!” Khaira was aghast her eyes immediately rounded looking at Hasya while shaking her head.

“De, it's time for you to open up. Abbas is dead, you are still very young." Hasya looked at him fixedly, "It's time for you to think about yourself. You cannot live alone forever …. ”

Khaira looked at Hasya with a soft look, “I can't throw a Abbas out of my mind. I promised to be faithful until death to pick me up.”

“You can't be principled like that. Your path is long. You're only 26. Can you live alone until old age?” Hasya could not believe hearing her sister's words.

“I feel a Abbas is always by my side. And I don't need anything else,” Khaira said earnestly.

“Mbak can't force you. But think about what I'm saying." Hasya took a slow breath, it felt hard for her to say that to Khaira, but she kept trying, "Maybe now your mind is still focused on her, try to open your heart. Mbak sure there is still another happiness waiting for you.”

There was not a single tear running down Khaira's tyrannical cheek. How could he forget Abbas who had locked his heart so tightly. He could not find a replacement for Abbas. Not now, not for the time to come.

“I'm sorry that made you sad. Ma'am didn't mean anything. It's all up to you. Mbak still supports whatever your decision,” Hasya said slowly.

He was sad to see the change in his sister's look. Maybe too soon he conveyed what Valdo told him last night at bedtime. Hasya quickly got up from the chair. He patted Khaira's shoulder slowly.

“Already, don't think about what you're saying. It's a secret we both yes.. if mas come, pretend we never discuss this issue.” Hasya looked back at her sister in a stern manner.

Khaira nodded slowly. He tried to smile despite the bitterness he felt in the depths of his heart. She did not want to make her sister sad because she kept thinking about her fate and future.

His desire to carry and let go of the longing for Babby A is gone, especially when walking into the front room saw Valdo walking not alone but followed by someone who had openly shown even admitted feelings despite passing his brother-in-law, making Khaira so bad mood.

On a sunny Sunday morning, Ivan and Denis had agreed to play golf together at Permata Sentul Golf Club. Ivan is an active member. Although not every week, but in one month at least he took the time for 3 times to play golf with fellow entrepreneurs.

Seeing the arrival of the two young entrepreneurs, the young girls who served as caddies scramble to serve both. Denis accepts gladly when a girl named Lala reaches out to him and offers to help.

“Says it's insyaf.” Ivan sneered at Denis who was still talking to Lala. He let a blonde girl named Sarah bring him his golf club.

Ivan did not care about the three who were now chatting jokingly behind him. He quickly stepped foot into the cafe that became the base of the golfers once it was finished with the activity.

“Tonight is idle mas?” Lala began throwing her bait at Denis who was casually smoking her cigarette, but her gaze was directed with a seductive smile towards Ivan who was unmoved and did not care about his presence even busy with his cellphone.

“Mas this one is really cold?” Sarah also began to try to attract Ivan's attention.

Denis laughed at Ivan who was unmoved by the temptations of two girls who tried to attract his attention in various ways.

“He's not interested in women mbak.” Denis said casually, which Ivan replied with a sharp shot but returned to silent mode staring at his phone.

“Mas alone?” Now Lala looked at Denis intently.

“11 12,” Denis replied casually as he winked at Ivan who looked at him with a wry smile.

“O ... M .. G …. “ Sarah and Lala compact shut up.

From the corner of his eyes Ivan saw the two start rushing. Denis quickly took out a few pieces of red banknotes and placed them on the table.

“Thanks for your service.” Denis beckoned the two to take the money, “Hopefully next time we meet again.”

“No pa-pa. If playing here let's accompany again,” Lala tried to smile sweetly but with a sneering lips looked down on the two.

After the death of two girls who worked as caddies Denis could not hold back his laughter. He hit Ivan hard on the shoulder.

“I'm worried about the latest news of the century,” the laughter doesn't stop.

“What do you mean?” Ivan stopped surfing in cyberspace. Since then he was busy opening the medsos of the late Abbas saw the old photos stored there, to answer the curiosity that continues to disturb him.

“Ceo New Star Corp parted ways with its Lover as a result of having a Deviation …. “

Ivan's fist floated firmly on Denis's shoulder, causing him to stop his speech as he did not expect Ivan to react quickly to his words.

“I'm still normal.”

“Who said you were crooked?” Denis chuckles, “I just want to save myself from those two girls.”

Ivan laughed cynically, “That woman is everywhere the same. Boring.” He threw his phone on the table.

His disappointment increased, because what he was looking for he could not find. Ivan could not tell his current feelings to Denis, could-can the old man laugh it all out because he ate his own talk.

Silence is created momentarily between the two. Denis went back to smoking a deep cigarette, then exhaled his smoke slowly.

“You've been here two weeks. Did you find what you were looking for?” suddenly Ivan recalls Denis's talk of wanting to seriously find a life partner.

Denis returned to smoking a cigarette and exhaled it quickly trying to throw away the turmoil he now felt.

“Rare jewels,“ the gum is down.

Ivan scrunched his eel at the words of his shady and uninspired cousin, “Wah, so interesting! Just this time the cassanova was not eagerly pursuing her future love.”

“This one is different.” Denis looked at Ivan seriously, “He's my friend's sister-in-law. When I saw her for the first time, I thought I had fallen in love at first sight.”

“Ck ck …. “ Ivan shook his head in disbelief hearing Denis's story which for him was too dramatized, “Too excessive.”

“You said that because you haven't experienced it yourself.” Denis said with annoyance that Ivan was mocking his feelings, “May you experience what I feel.”

“I'm not a melow guy like you. That would never happen.” Ivan sneered at Denis, “We're different.”

Denis returned to smoking his cigarette with a feeling of anxiety. “Woman is a widow. And she can't forget her ex-husband.”

Ivan felt uncomfortable hearing Denis say, “Did she just give birth?” chase Ivan fast.

“Even reverse. I think he is still ori,” Denis said quickly, “His brothers expect him to get married soon. But the woman made a solid fortress for herself. Need a struggle to approach it.”

“Sgratitude.” Ivan muttered involuntarily but still caught Denis's sense of hearing.

“Are you in love with your newly born friend's widow?” chase Denis fast. He began to suspect the attitude of Ivan who lately easily ignited emotions.

“Just save that question for yourself.” Ivan said lazily.

He immediately got up from the chair and cleaned his backpack to place his cellphone and light equipment after playing golf and walked casually leaving Denis who was still engrossed in enjoying his cigarette.

Denis was annoyed at Ivan's attitude of walking leisurely. He immediately threw away the remaining half-smoking cigarette, quickly walking up to Ivan's long footsteps.

“If love says it, don't need prestige.” Denis taunted him as soon as he got in the car.

Ivan just grumbled. Denis' words are like a whip for him to fight for what has been plaguing his mind lately. But the ego overcomes the curiosity that is in his mind. And Ivan tried to resist that feeling.

That afternoon Ivan accompanied Arya who came with her partner to do a pre-wedding photo session at the agreed place. Feeling fit with Ivan's recommended home menu yesterday, Arya brought her fiance named Melinda to stop by at Abbas's restaurant cafe. Ivan tried to resist it, he was worried about something.

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