The Time
This Heart Just Misses

"It's only because of that until Fira misunderstands Adit?" Mama Adit again asked the question, her feelings were also a little upset to Fira.

"Yes aunty, so it's marahan."

"It's worth Adit to be rich." Mama Adit cursed Fita in her heart, only this time she saw her son in a strange condition.

"Maybe it could be so tan, but we don't know the truth, why they don't get along."

Nayla knows better about it, but she just pretends not to know and just wants to look good in front of her mother Adit. All these misunderstandings are his own plan.

"Oh yeah, it's good for you and Adit." Instantly her eyes sparkled but Nayla tried to hide it, she also carved a smile on her lips, her heart was very happy to get the lamp of Ijo from her mother Adit.

"Auntie can do it."

"Hello, assalamu'alaikum nak Fira." Greetings Lisa who was calling Fira because of her promise to ask Lisa to take Lisa to school.

"Wa'alaikumsalam aunty, what's wrong?" Fira was a little curious about the phone from the oma in the middle of the night like this.

"So that's gini, Lisa asked aunty to ask you, tomorrow it could not be if nganterin Lisa again."

Actually Fira wanted to reject it because he felt uncomfortable for everyone's misunderstanding, but Fira could not bear to refuse Lisa's request, eventually Fira was only able to support it.

"God willing Fira can aunt, tomorrow Fira Anterin Lisa."

"Thank you son of Fira, sorry also so ngrepotin you continue."

"No aunt, tomorrow Fira picked up her Lisa tan."

"No need for Fira, let Lisa be with you tomorrow."

"Isn't Lisa's dad not coming home, is he aunty?"

"Yes Gio today did not come home but he said tomorrow morning already home, so can nganterin Lisa school. Oh right, son Fira know where if Gio did not come home today? what's the news?"

As a smile expands perfectly on oma's face, oma thinks Fira and Gio's relationship is getting closer, she does hope that if Fira becomes her son-in-law, hoping that Fira can be a connecting mother for Lisa.

"Not-not that aunt, but the papa Lisa here nganterin brother Rama came home, continue to be taught to stop by the same brother Rama. So it's just when they're talking."

'Geez, it almost became a misunderstanding again' Fira said in her heart.

"Kirain aunty has been tidying up with each other, yes if today is not hopefully tomorrow is yes." Lisa said with a laugh, Fira who heard the words of her father Lisa became confused, digesting every word that sounded until wrinkles appeared on her forehead.

"Yes, if that's how aunt hang up, call her."

"Yes aunty" said Fira.

"Who's phone call from Ra?" Suddenly Dinda's voice surprised Fira, he also realized that since Rashid was still asleep in his panhkuan, fortunately Rashid was not disturbed by Fira's voice when he called earlier .

"This is from Lisa's om."

"How's the old news?" said Fira who still does not understand what is meant by brother Rama, then Fira also realized it.

"Oh brother Rama.., what's wrong." Fira pinched Rama's arm, a small pinch but swooped sharply until Rama's skin was turned by Fira's tiny hand.

"Oh, my goodness, this hurts." Rama rubbed his arm, he really felt pain in his arm.

"Rasain tuh, be careful if you dare to be with Fira."

Fira glanced sharply at Rama, even his glance this time might be sharper than just razor sharpness.

Dinda who saw the behavior of her husband and sister-in-law was only able to laugh, she took over Rashid who had fallen asleep, Rashid who felt disturbed sleep also stretched his body.

"Lot again, baby." Dinda patted the little ass of her son, rubbing his head so that Rashid's eyes could be closed again.

"Who, why is her husband being smitten so she laughs."Rama who knew Rashid woke up slightly lowered his voice.

"Don't be horrified said brother Rama mbak Dinda. Don't buy a gini-model husband." Mouthful among the brothers was still not finished, the fight was getting fiercer and made Dinda a little careless, he decided to take Rashid to his room and left two humans who were cool in the world of war fighting.

"Have you been, you are lo mas, very ngledekin adek." Dinda walked towards the door of Fira's room.

"Rasain tuh, angratin keep mbak, let's know the taste.",

"Look, I'll get angry if you ngledekin you again Ra." Dinda's step had reached the end of the door, but she stopped to ask him something she was about to ask.

"Geez, her husband's not behind." Her husband did not respond to Dinda.

"Racaine."

"Oh yes Ra, what did Lisa need?"

"That's Lisa's father asking for help to bring Lisa again."

Dinda just oh, then immediately continued to step towards her room.

"Ra, if you marry the widower of one's child, brother willing kok ra." Rama ran as fast as he could before he got a second death.

Fira who heard his brother's words could only shake his head, he did not understand why lately he was always combated with his papa Lisa, never thought in his life married to a widower, suddenly he remembered Adit, there was no wind, there was no rain, he opened his whatsaap application.

He only saw Adit's profile photo to relieve a little taste that was anchored in his heart, a feeling that might be called the longing, longing for the former more precisely.

However, after seeing the photo of Adit instead of longing to be treated even more critical, for some reason he misses someone more, longing with every sweet behavior, sweet speech, sweet speech, even with the small things that Adit always did for him, especially these few days he never saw Adit again, yes it was his request, but why he even like licking his own spit, he said, he told Adit to avoid his sight but he himself longed.

You miss me as much as I miss you.

And on the other hand, the same condition as Fira, appears Adit who is lying down and looking at Fira's profile photo. There was disappointment in his heart. But one thing is for sure, longing is deeper than heartache.

"There is no misunderstanding between us. Maybe the one who was there gave you the ring. If only you knew Ra, this heart could no longer be filled if it wasn't you."