The End of Hope
80 Eps. Turns out He Is

Rama immediately cleaned up his work today so that he could meet Naya sooner. He again hopes to have a chance to walk together again with Naya. There is rarely a chance to go together and eat for free in different places and atmosphere.

"See, help me" said Ares suddenly while keeping a roll of sizable drawing paper, on Rama's desk. They are in the office, so they speak a formal language.

Rama looked up at Ares who was standing in front of him. He clucked slowly, but the work was almost finished.

"What is this, sir?"

"Correction draw. interior design,"

"Lho, is that your job?" Rama said Ares.

"I see your ability is good, so you deserve a chance. Your specs are in the interior, right?" Ares.

He actually wanted to hinder so that Rama could not meet Naya. He did not want Rama to have a chance to be with Naya again. While he didn't have the same opportunity. He was not willing to be happy with a man other than himself.

"Sir, thank you for the opportunity you gave me. But sir, can I do it tomorrow?"

"No, it has to be today, because now I'm going to a meeting with the implementing division."

"Sir, I want an event. Please, sir."

"Naya's show?"

Hearing Ares's question, Rama's forehead creased.

"Kok, you know what?"

"I know all about Naya, including her past."

"Oh, so it's like that. Now I know why you gave me this same task."

The past, it's just the past. But there are some people who boast of their mass, there are also parts of people who are often painful so they will be buried deeply. Perhaps this is what happened to Naya where she could not tell her past, which was probably too bitter for her. That is what was in Rama's mind.

"You know, Naya doesn't like to go alone with people who aren't muhrim."

"Sir, I went with Naya never both, there was always someone else. We always take the bus, there are lots of people on the bus, so not both."

"Where are you guys going?"

Rama feels frustrated with this man, he has given up his feelings for Naya. He just wishes Naya was happy, he also realizes that he will not be there for long. Not necessarily when the contract expires, Naya's heart can be needed. Moreover, his rival was an Ares. Weight.

"You go to the cafe, Naya has a promise with her friend"

"Who is his friend, male or female? Cafe where's the promise?"

"Sir, just ask Naya. I don't know either." said Rama a little annoyed.

Rama stood up, to open and look at the large paper that Ares had brought. He glanced at Ares who was still standing there, looking at him. It seems like the man is still curious about Naya.

"Sir" said Rama. The man who was called looked at Rama.

"Why not come later, if you are curious." Hearing Rama's words, Ares left.

He shouldn't be in someone else's room, the meeting is over, he should be back. He felt like a losing person playing the game. Again just because Naya made it like this.

Ares' attitude towards Naya is to defend, although he is difficult to step up again, but never intend to leave her.

Rama smiled at Ares' departure. He thought that offering Ares to go together was the right way to silence his curiosity. Especially if Ares really followed his advice to go together, then they would definitely get a free ride.

If Naya had met a figure like Rama in the past, she might have fallen in love with him. He is a handsome figure who is friendly, smiling and not vindictive, generous and loving. For he has principle, take as much love in the sky as possible, from the Master of Love, and give it to whoever needs it, therefore, his friends and companions are everywhere. They will know him as humble and warm. But that doesn't mean he's a playboy. Because for the matter of life companion he is quite selective.

Meanwhile, Naya is ready to go to the place she promised with Rama and Dinda. He waited for Rama in front of the office, as soon as the hour came home office.

"Come," said Rama who approached Naya while running.he brought a backpack that was so big on his back.

Naya nodded, saying, "Don't hurry why?" lalau walked to the side of the road in search of a city bus.

"Kasian if you wait a long time" replied Rama. They walked along with several other employees who were also looking for other vehicles.

Din's!

There was the sound of a car horn suddenly stopping in front of them. The window glass descended slowly and a voice came from inside.

"Let me drop!" It's Ares!

Rama and Naya looked at him, for a moment then Rama sniffed his shoulders while stepping in the car.

"Come, Nay!" Rama said after being inside. He sat next to Ares so Naya could sit in the back passenger seat.

'Astaghfirullah.mashallah..'

Naya was sitting in the back seat, the car had not changed, even the interior was still the same even since she first got in the car. Some parts are getting obsolete. He looked around the car, there were pictures of their little family, there were little shoes on Naya's feet, he knew it belonged to Yoni, there were clothes and coloring books scattered there too.

It's been a long time since he didn't find the car in a situation that reminded him of his memories.

Naya, the last time she hitched a ride in that car, was when she was in the city of Rain. At that time, Ares drove Naya from the hospital with Rudian. And when he was in Batu City, the last time he hitched a ride in the car was when he was accused of being a actor.

It is true that the memory is not round or square but it is sharp, like a knife that can hurt.

'Airmata..'

The car starts to run, taking them to their destination after Rama says their destination. Meanwhile, Naya leaned over to tidy up some of the scattered items as well as throw away the leftovers that Ares did not seem to have time to clean.

"I'm sorry, the car is a mess, it was the former yesterday Yoni tantrum, I haven't had time to clean up," Ares said as he glanced at Naya from the front rearview mirror.

'Tantrums? Does he still seem to be relapsing until now?'

Hearing Ares speak, Naya was silent, while Rama furrowed his brows, he was astonished by the foreign words he heard.

"You go to the cafe often?" Ares's question shifted attention, he had seen as bright as Naya's pias face. Nor does he know what caused it.

"Not often, but never a few times. It's just a coincidence, our friend Dinda took a meal together" Rama replied.

They had eaten together several times, so that Dinda could meet Rama.

"The hubby? Dinda who?" Ask Ares, astonished.

"Who's it, Nay?" Rama tilted his body back to question Naya.

"Dinda _ _" Naya's answer was interrupted, because there was a phone ringing sound from Ares' phone.

Ares slows down his car and receives a call through his bluetooth earphon. He received a call. He heard that he answered only as necessary,. From the way Ares spoke, Naya had guessed that the call came from Raya.

After finishing receiving the call, Ares drove his car more kennang to the front of their destination Cafe.

"Sorry, yeah. Just get here" said Ares, pulling his car over.

"It has. Just y'all. My son asked me to go to school" Ares said.

"Great Pickup?" ask Rama.

"Yes, how do you know. You know my son?" Ares said suddenly turning off his car engine and looked at Rama seriously.

"Know dong, sir. Have you ever stayed at Naya's house?'

"What. Stay at your house, Nay. When?!" Area's voice rang out with emotion, then continued his words again, "So, your house is also close together?"

"Yes" said Rama briefly. Ares furrowed his brows.

Naya was ready to go down, she even opened the car door. Without making a sound he nodded, while staring at Ares at a glance. Throughout the journey he remained silent.

"When? So Raya already knows your house?" Ares asked again now he was facing backwards, seriously with what he was talking about.

"Sorry, it's been a long time. I forgot?" Answer Naya.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Ask Ares. Somehow this conversation seems like a conversation between husband and wife who handles their child's problems.

"I thought he was talking to you."

"Who knows he's lying, why do you believe that" said Ares impressed annoyed and blamed Naya.

Naya took a deep breath pressing down on her heart which suddenly felt like it was being hollowed out with a pointed glass tip. He said, 'He said,

"Sir, Raya said that she had permission from her father."

"That means that the child is bahong, you will witness it later" said Ares.

Naya wants to protest, it's really none of her business. But since he did not want the current affairs to get longer, then he nodded.

"Well," he said, getting out of the car.

Rama also came down and they both thanked him. Ares simply responded with a nod, and soon passed by with his car.

It turned out that Dinda was waiting for them, and there was also her mother who greeted them with a sweet smile. They sat down after greeting each other and asked for news. Sit at a table like a family.

As usual, Naya and Dinda used their nickname as husband and wife, during conversations, until Rama laughed at them quite loudly. He even laughed while chewing food, choking.

Dinda straightened the drink to Rama, gently.

"Be careful to laugh" said Dinda.

"Ciee mesraanya" said Naya while closing her face. "Duh, can't stand it."

"Ck. You guys are very humiliating to call husband and wife" said Rama after calm back.

"Home! then don't call me wife. Someone is jealous!" Naya joking.

"Both my wife.." said Dinda with a laugh.

"Eh, just said you want to stop calling husband and wife, but still call me that." said Mama Dinda.

"Yes, ma. This is the last one" said Dinda.

"Yes, aunt. Sorry.." said Naya while finishing her last mouthful.

"Thank you, Auntie. I am full. There is no need to eat dinner" Rama said after finishing his drink.

"Nay, nginep ya at home?" Take Dinda to Naya who looks finished with her food.

"Want? How ya?"

"Come dong. Tomorrow is the weekend. I'll take you home."

"Akh, your mode, let's see Rama again tomorrow. Ngaku hayo!" said Naya. Hearing Naya's words, Dinda gave a small laugh, then nodded.

"If you want to see me, just say, by phone," said Rama, "Easy, right?"

Dinda blushed to hear Rama's words, thinking it was indeed an opportunity for her to have a husband who would look after her. He can't be single forever.

"Naya, just do it, once in a while. There are no men at home either, just Dinda's dad, old voice, no way to bother you" said Dinda's mom.

"Akh, this aunt could be joking" said Naya.

"You last slept in that house we went to High School, didn't you?" said Dinda.

"Yes. Good. I slept at aunt's tonight. Sorry, Rama. You go home alone" said Naya.

"Son, what. I'm not the kind of kindergarten kid that needs to be picked up" Rama said. Then he decided to leave.

***

They had arrived at a large enough house, which was occupied by the family of Hando Nasution, Dinda's father. Now that Naya was in her living room, she was sitting on the sofa. He looked around the room.

In the past, in this room they often spent time chatting or watching television. They enjoyed their teenage years.

"Your room is still in the old room?" naya said as they chatted.

"So. It's different already. This house has been renovated a lot. The house is old" said Dinda. He brought some snacks that he could eat during the conversation.

The two women continued to chat until finally, magrib time had already arrived. The three of them, aholat by way of congregation. Because, in addition to many rewards, praying with congregation will be easier, they do not have to alternate and they can do other activities more quickly. Saves time and energy.

Papa Dinda just sat in a wheelchair, if you want to pray, will still sit there. Nevertheless, he is an old man who diligently to the mosque. When Naya was introduced, she almost forgot, because she was a busy person in her youth, so she rarely met her children.

After passing the dinner time, Naya and Dinda did not eat, because they were full, only papa Dinda whose tomb was accompanied by a mother.

Dinda and Naya were still busy chatting on the second floor of her room, when there was a screaming sound from the living room door, a little boy ran agilely towards Mama Dinda.

"Grandmother..!"

"Ahk, granddaughter of grandmother! You guys want to stay tonight?" ask mama Dinda.

"Yes, grandma!" answer the little boy.

Suddenly came again a teenage boy who hugged Mama Dinda while crying.

"Why are you crying?" ask mama Dinda.

"Papa fierce!" answer the child.

"He learned to lie!"