Gold And Diamond
Part 46 "No Sound"

Don't forget the bismillah. 😀

E ee eere turns out everything is true, yes... Gus Omar is interested in Kala Cute. _____😍😁

⁇ ️Sorry nggeh up a long time ago.if 2 eps is successful review on Monday, it should be Sunday night is up. 🙏

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After dinner with Gus Omar, Vey kept his mouth shut. Letting Kala occasionally sob in the midst of daydreaming. He should have calmed Kala down, but I don't know if he chose to speak a thousand languages. Uncle Gani also occasionally looked back, watching Kala and Vey who looked like people after a fight.

No sound except a longer breath. The car glass is deliberately closed so that no crowds enter. Like a lifeless statue. Vey is facing to the right, stuck to the glass. Kala did the same thing on the left.

"He should have explained," inwardly Kala. There was no other sentence except just that line which he often asked.

"I have indeed survived this introduction, but it was Kala who was overwhelmed. I'm afraid he's mad at me," Inner Vey. He bit his lips.

Also when I was inside the house. Silently walked to his room. Then, Vey walked behind him, watching him come out of the room again in a state of changing clothes.

"La, will you help me?"

Kala was silent. Not because he didn't listen, but because he didn't want to talk. I also don't want to talk about the meeting.

Vey's confused. This time he was really awkward what to behave like. Because if Gus Omar really chooses him, he no longer knows what to do. And, she had never seen Kala this silent, except when she lost both of their parents first. He threw himself on the floor, staring at the cluttered surroundings with his writing, drawing, accessories, and strofoam tools.

"How much do I earn this month, huh?" his inner. Vey opens the app on his smartphone.

At least he could smile looking at the estimated revenue while coming in at three million. So relieved. Kala's college savings are nothing to worry about. He plans to take Kala on vacation.

"Who knows Kala wants to. Counting to calm down."

Vey glanced at Kala who had already returned from the bathroom.

"La?"

He just looked around without answering.

"Our revenue comes in three million. God willing if the order keeps coming in, we are on vacation, yes. Where are you going?"

Kala shook her head.

"Or am I the one who chooses?"

"Whatever," he answered. He walked away, then closed the door to his room.

"Oh Allah, even gini will be." Vey sighed.

Next day. Vey wakes up early to replace Kala's cooking schedule. He thought Kala would ask him why he did it, but it turned out that Kala still looked unconcerned. This morning, she saw Kala's face more puffy than last night - or did she just cry all night?

"La, please don't gini dong. My problem is that Kafil hasn't been too far." Vey. It's just that he's already feeling more relieved. He couldn't lie to his own feelings that the incident last night had made him feel like he was releasing a heavy burden, which in a few weeks he had carried himself.

After cooking rawon, Vey fried krupuk. Sometimes he looks for Kala. He was sitting in the front seat of the television. From here he tried to understand. Hence, he also did not tell Kala at all, either cooking or doing homework. He let Kala chant a few verses while sobbing. Sometimes it stops because of the more dominant sobbing sound. If forced, the voice would tremble violently. The longer he's been unbearable. But honestly, he was also confused as to how to see Kala as sad as that.

"La, breakfast first!" ask lirih.

Kala shook her head. He even drowned his face in his hands.

Vey didn't force. He had neatly placed his rawon sauce, crackers, dishes, and sprouts on the table. He went to the painting room. Back to look at the painting of himself and Kala who smiled like that.

"Sorry, Pa, Ma. Lately I have been less happy. Papa same Mama over there happy, yeah. Don't ever be sad to see us like this." He prayed and sent a Fatihah prayer.

Vey observes his twelve paintings. "I didn't expect to be able to live without my parents so far. I don't know what they're praying for until we're this strong. Those who have ever felt must know how difficult it is to live without parents. More because we often miss the caress of their love, it sometimes feels really tight. Fate is like this, so what else. I'll talk to you, too, Ma. My mother's favorite child is being proposed to someone. His name is Gus Omar..." His sentence was interrupted because he saw the sedu-sedan Kala-standing in the middle of the door frame.

"La? Already eaten?"

Kala shook her head.

"If tears are the key to opening heaven, let me weep, O God," said Kala.

Vey couldn't stand it. He spared, choosing to eat first before the sauce was cold.

When leaving school, Kala used to say goodbye to him, this morning Kala let him sweep the floor. Only after a few steps later, Kala said his greetings before riding his bicycle.

Finished sweeping, Vey was ready to leave. He frowned when he found the missed call.

"Zezee?"

Vey called back.

📞"Why, Zee?"

📞"Lu want to know the reason why Kafil should go to Malaysia?"

📞"Know. Her parents are sick, right?"

📞"Yes that's not the real reason. Let's meet up. We're talking about this directly. What time are you home?"

📞"Half two."

📞"OK. I'll wait two o'clock at Caffe Magic near Kafil's Papa's office."

📞"Can't be talked to now?"

📞"No. Important, Vey. We should meet in person."

📞"I'm curious, Zee. You're not making me calm."

📞"Okay sorry. Yes, I want you to focus first. I'll tell you later, okay?"

📞"Yes. Thanks, Zee."

Zezee hung up after the greeting.

"Zezee wants to say what?" her mind while lifting her backpack.

Vey came first. In the cafe which is one kilo from Kafil's office. It was just that he had time to wonder why there were so many reporters crowding in front of the gate. Didn't stop to find out because he thought Zezee had reached the location.

While waiting, he tried insagrem Gus Omar.

"The long straight shoulder-length hair guy. Sometimes shaved, sometimes not. Still looks young. Hmmm.. Did I try DM, yeah. It was dibales."

^^^"Assalamualaikum, Russia. I am Kala's Onni. May I ask you something? Still related to last night's meeting." Send.^^^

Vey did not wait for the message to be answered immediately because people like Gus Omar could not reply quickly, he thought.

Ten minutes he waited. Feeling riled. Guess Zezee wasn't okay on the road. He finally tried to contact.

Zezee.

📞"Bent briefly. I had a serious conversation with Si Akbar. Bentar, Vey break. Is it in place?"

📞"Udah."

📞"Wait. Sorry urgent." Zezee closes without excuse.