
"Let's Kay love her gift, huh?" Alfan said after putting a pack of gifts on the car seat right next to Kayra. The little girl agreed.
Kia turned her head for a while, then turned her eyes back to the front. Such an atmosphere is no longer foreign. Alfan was already close to his daughter, although they rarely met.
"I ordered clothes for you. Later tonight on wear." Say Alfan again after getting in the car and sitting on the steering wheel.
Kia glanced at the paper bag beside her. Despite wanting to refuse the gift, Kia again undoes her intention and says thank you. There would be no point, this stubborn man beside him would definitely still force himself to accept the gift.
"Later after marriage we stay at Mommy's house. Bang Azam has returned to his house." Said Alfan again, and Kia was still silent. He has no plans for his life and intends to follow whatever Alfan plans. For him there was already a man willing to protect Kayra, that was more than enough. The most precious thing in her life right now is Kayra, and she wants to do whatever it takes, while it can make her little daughter okay.
Long enough Alfan's car drove on the road. The day is getting away. Soon the hours of returning home from work, so the crowds on the streets of Jakarta can no longer be avoided. However, once the luxury car finally managed to enter the gate of a magnificent house in the middle of Jakarta.
Alfan got out of the car, and so did Kia. The man who was still wearing formal, white shirt and cloth pants immediately stepped towards the door of another car and took his beloved little girl out of the car.
"Let me, Fan." Pinta Kia was not feeling well when Alfan led Kayra to the door. Over the years of getting to know Alfan's family, this was the first time Kia had visited their residence and met the rest of the family.
"Let me, you're tired." Alfan replied as he continued to take Kayra home. While Kia chose to bring the paper bag that Alfan gave earlier, as well as a gift for Arkana's birthday.
"Assynoltom..." Alfan.
All the family members who had been gathered since this morning, immediately turned their heads.
"Walikum'salam." Answer them almost simultaneously. "Oma's grandson has come." Danira got up from the sofa, then stepped closer to her son.
"Come here, son." Invite her again to the woman who looks awkward because this is the first time willing to come visit her house.
"Yes, Aunt." Answer Kia politely.
After handing Kayra over to the Mami, Alfan again stepped towards Kia. Take the luggage from the woman's hand, and take it to the room that has been prepared for Kia and Kayra to rest tonight.
"Come here, Kia. Don't be shy." Daniza's words made Kia smile.
"Don't bother him!" Alfan warned. He knows how his sister behaves. "Azka here is Adek Kay's acquaintance." Say Daniza again to her son who is busy playing with his other cousin's brother.
"Ar is also dong, Aunty." Say to the boy who's going to have a birthday tonight.
"Come here, take Aidan too." Daniza's orders to her nephew.
The three handsome boys finally let go of their respective toys, and stepped closer to their Oma who was holding Kayra.
"This is Brother Ar, this one is Bang Aidan, and this one is Bang Azka." Danira introduces her three handsome grandchildren to Kayra.
"Let's take care of you, Kay ya." Alfan said as he rubbed his nephew's head. "I'm gonna take my work clothes to the apartment first." Flirt again.
Kia looked at Alfan confusedly.
"I want to stay in Dimas' apartment." Alfan said as if he knew what was residing in Kia's brain.
"Eat it immediately in the halalin, let Mami gagusir you from home when there is Kia here." Aidar laughed at his sister.
Alfan only snorted annoyedly at the taunts of his brother.
"Why sleep in an apartment? There are plenty of rooms in this house, Bang." Daniza looked at Alfan who was about to get out of the house.
"Ngga. Later if we're asleep and Alfan pretends to be wrong in the room, who's responsible." Danira.
"Yes justin, Mi. It's marriage, isn't it, Kia?" This time Azam who also spoke, and was greeted with lively laughter by the occupants of the luxurious room.
"I'm okay." Alfan chimed in.
Women who are being the topic of conversation can only look down deeply with a face that is already as red as tomatoes.
"Make it marry soon. There is so much good in a marriage. Even to complete desire, Allah counts the reward. So good isn't it?" Arion's sentence was approved by the children and his son-in-law.
"Yes, hold on, Pi. Kia agreed. Later from today he will stay here, let Alfan who moved to the apartment." Alfan made Kia look over.
Alfan was still staring at Kia. Waiting for the voice that would come out of the lips of the woman he loved, however, a few seconds passed they just looked at each other. Until finally, Kia cut off their gazes and looked down again.
"really?" Ask Danira to make sure. A happy roar was clearly drawn on his face after hearing the sentence that had just been spoken from his son. He really wanted to confirm the truth of the sentence from the woman sitting next to his daughter.
"If Auntie and Om agree to accept a woman like Kia, then there's no more reason to reject that goodwill." Answer Kia.
"O Allah Kia, Aunty has asked you to be a son-in-law. You're the one who always refuses." Danira.
"You're too good for a weathered bachelor guy like him. You know, you're the only one willing to accept being a husband." Daniza said chimed in, making the atmosphere so quiet again filled by the amused laughter of the occupants of the room, except Alfan who had now stared intently at his sister.
"Don't overdo it." Daren gently rubbed his wife's head wrapped in hijab.
The woman who had one child smiled and apologized to her husband.
Not wanting to continue to be a material for his brother and sister, Alfan returned to say goodbye and immediately left the room while carrying a bag containing his clothes that will be brought to Dimas' apartment.