
POV Calia
I don't know how to explain it to Mas Rama, my conversation with my father was really like a boom that would destroy everything I wanted with him.
Should I be honest? But my heart could not be lied to, I was adrift in his love, had fallen in his faithful embrace holding me in silence.
Why is it so suddenly dad and mom ask this, why not listen to my decision, why not ask me first.
Ah, it feels like this eternity I can't handle on my own, I have to be honest with that guy. Even if I had to break her heart, honesty was more important than lying to her.
Cring... Cring... Crates
My phone rang loudly again, I read the name on the lighted screen.
Mas Rama's? Mumbles.
Why is it so fitting, do I have to talk right now about mother and father's request?
Oh Allah... I could not see his face was sad and moping.
The sound of my cell phone is getting loud, it is not stopping Rama to try to contact me.
Lift it? No? Lift it? No? Lift it? I'm looking for a choice.
I finally shifted the button on the screen using my thumb. I took a breath, then threw it away violently.
"Assalamualaikum mas." I tried to stay calm, I decided to meet him, I wanted to talk about this in person just the two of you.
"Waalaikumussalam, has Reyhan gone home?" Ask me, I saw the clock on the wall, it's Reyhan's time to go home, but the boy hasn't come up with his nose.
"Yet, eummm... Is there any free time?" Answer, at once ask.
"For you, there's always Kalisa, why? Is there something?" mas Rama asked back, and I agreed, I asked him to meet at a nearby cafe. Because I don't want to waste time.
As soon as we agreed, I disconnected the call from him. Then hurry to continue my delayed activities, which is to prepare lunch for Reyhan and May first.
When I was done, I prepared to meet Rama, I left Reyhan and May to Atikah for a while, I asked my employees to tell my eldest son, I said, to quickly invite his sister to take a nap after finishing eating.
Rama wanted to pick me up, but I felt so bad that I ordered a taxi online. In less than 10 minutes I took a taxi, and finally I got to where I was going.
I went down and immediately paid, do not want to mas Rama wait long I immediately entered the cafe.
It looks quite crowded, because many office employees are enjoying lunch.
Amidst the crowd, I could see Rama waving at me. I smiled happily, but at once turned moody as soon as I remembered what news I was about to deliver. Again, I took a rough breath.
As soon as I approached, Rama immediately got up from his seat. You know what he wants? He just wanted to pull my chair, so I could sit down.
"Have you waited here long?" I asked him when he got back in his chair.
Mas Rama shook his head, he looked so relaxed.
"Want to order some food?" Ask, and I refuse.
I feel bad about the crowded atmosphere in this cafe, what we are going to talk about is something that privacy.
Finally, Rama ordered a VVIP room for the two of us.
Again, mas Rama offered me a meal, let alone eat the actual drink was very reluctant.
But in order to neutralize the awkwardness, I ordered one drink. My favorite orange juice.
Likewise with him, quite a lot of know, me and he are often found to have the same taste. From food, even favorite colors.
"Mas, there's something I want to talk to you about, right" I said after the waiter left with our order notes.
Rama smiled faintly, looking with the same gaze. Lovingly.
"About what? " sanyanya.
It all depends on Rama's answer now.
"Mas... My papa... My papa... My father "my words repeat the sentence. My tongue was suddenly unable to compromise. Why does it feel so hard?
"Is there anything serious Kal? " ask again, and nod quickly.
My eyes suddenly heated up feeling haru with a moment like this.
I bit my lower lip. Convince the heart, if I have to be strong to convey this.
"Mas, actually my dad called...."
I took a pause for a moment. But Rama kept flinching, he let me finish my speech.
"Dad... Talking about my future, which means all this will be related to you. I want to be honest as early as possible because a father like him is very serious about this. Her... He will marry me to his best friend's son mas. "my words are weak.
Deg, deg, deg !
I glanced at Rama mas who had looked relaxed turned into a sad.
He stared blankly at the table which contained only a vase of flowers.
Look at those disappointed eyes I've never seen before.
But today, I have made it there.
The time gap between me and Rama began to be created.
I don't know what to behave like, because somehow we're going to get hurt.
But I am grateful, finally the waiter came to bring orders, as well as disperse the daydream between me and Rama.
I glanced at him for a moment, then looked back down. Fearful.
"Kalisa. "call him softly, I did not immediately say, I moved my head slowly. Until I could see the twinkle of the eye again, the twinkle was now almost dim.
I smiled awkwardly.
"Is everything you say true?" asked Mas Rama, and I nodded my head confirming.
"Who did you choose Kal?"
The deg!
My heart suddenly skipped a beat, my breath hunting. With great difficulty I swallowed my saliva, my throat felt choked to such a question.
Unable to answer at last only tears spoke.
Rama got up from his seat, and I felt him sitting beside me. The man tried to wipe away the tears that were flowing earlier, making me feel even more guilty.
"Don't cry Kalisa, you make me sad. Tell me if you chose me. Then I will fight to get you." said Mas Rama earnestly, and I immediately sculpted. Undeniably there is a sense of happiness that infiltrates the recesses of my heart. I wanted to scream Yes I chose you, but the shame dominates so much that I can only silence this mouth.
"But what are you going to do? " tanyaku. Will it work? Heart wonders.
And Rama nodded steadily.
He looked into my eyes.
"If you support me, then I will fight for us. You are quite silent, and pray for me so that I can ask you. " said Mas Rama bewitched me, the magic that makes me able to smile back, though we do not know what fate we will both live after this.
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