My Plain Love
The Part 37

It was almost a week after Kirana had communicated with Fatima.

His longing is increasing, longing for middle-aged women who have been considered like his own mother.

Kirana grabbed her phone, slowly she pressed the contact symbol on her phone screen.

He was looking for a familiar name.

Tling,

A ringing sound was connected to Ms Fatima's phone.

After a few minutes of waiting, it finally connected as well.

"Assalamualaikum Ma'am," said Kirana.

"Waalaikum sallam son," replied Ms. Fatima.

"Mom how are you?" ask Kirana.

"Mother is healthy, son" replied Ms. Fatima. "What's up, son? kangen yeah.., when do you want to play here?" ask Ms. Fatima.

"Yes, I miss Mom. Want to go there but there are no friends." replied Kirana with a spoiled tone.

"Take Hakam or Catur all play here" replied Ms. Fatima while suggesting.

"Saturday tomorrow, I'll play there, ma'am?" Kirana. His longing for Bu Fatima and the male figure that used to be there.

"Of course you can, I miss you too." replied Ms. Fatima lirih.

"Mom, greetings to Candra. Say it through your prayers" Kirana said in a hoarse voice holding back the feeling of haru.

There was no sound of an answer from Ms. Fatima, only a sigh was heard decapitated.

"Dear, Candra must be happy to get a greeting from you" replied Ms. Fatima. "Yes, yes" Fatima ended her phone call.

His eyes looked at the figure of a man who was sitting in a wheelchair while listening to his conversation with Kirana earlier.

“Bu, how is Kirana? Is he in good shape?” He asked after almost a month his mother took the man to move and be treated at a hospital in his city. His condition is recovering. Although now the net is no longer able to see a speck of light.

“Iya, Kirana is fine. You heard me call her myself" said Ms. Fatima.

“But mom didn't tell me I was here?” . Ms. Fatima shook her head, even though she knew Candra wouldn't see her.

I don't know when you're going to hide like this, son, pity Kirana!

****

On Saturday, Kirana is eager to visit Ms. Fatima.

But it was impossible to ask Hakam for help to deliver it.

Chess is currently busy working.

Kirana turns her brain to look for ideas.

"If you go there yourself, I will definitely not give you permission! I have to how!"

Tling,

The voice of the incoming message on Kirana's phone.

"Na, next Saturday I'm going back home, aren't you? maybe you want to go to your aunt's house" - Hakam.

Holy hooch! like shamans only nich people!

But.., if I'm with him, he'll be a geeer! if not, who am I going there?

Ow hell! why be a gini!

"Yes, I happen to want to go there too, already miss Candra," - Kirana.

Let me give you the frills to miss Candra!

It's true that I miss Candra. Yes, although this longing I can only say through prayer.

At least Hakam knows that I didn't go there because I wanted to go with him.

"okay! Saturday afternoon I'll pick you up, "Hakam.

Kirana just sent an emoticon smile to reply back to Hakam's message and immediately put her phone back on the table.

His heart had now become calm, a problem had already been solved.

Waiting for Saturday to come.

Arrived to imagine in his mind the shadow when later must be joined with Hakam.

Suddenly a feeling of creeps enveloped his neck.

"Geez!!!" cry Kirana while pulling the blanket over her face. For some reason, just imagining it makes Kirana amused.

*****

A beautiful morning, the sun was shining brightly.

Birds sparkle the morning atmosphere.

Kirana is also preparing to go to market.

Because later in the afternoon he will visit Ms. Fatima's house, Kirana wants to bring something for him.

To the market with an angkot ride, make her beautiful memory about her lover come back to mind.

Candra who always forced to deliver it, her stubborn nature that finally made me become frustrated.

Upon arriving at the market, Kirana rushed to buy the items she had recorded earlier.

One by one, they got it.

After tired of turning around the market, he finally decided to go home soon.

Not until a few minutes, the angkot who was riding Kirana also arrived in front of the alley of his house.

Can't wait to make pandan cake as a hand for Miss Fatima.

******

At five in the afternoon, Hakam arrived at Kirana's house.

With a black jacket and backpack on his back, it looks so cool.

"Assalamualaikum Na," call Hakam.

"Yes! just one!" the voice of Kirana from within.

Kirana appeared with a scrap of the stuff she put in plastic, plus the backpack she was carrying.

"You want to move!" hakam said while laughing curled up at the hassle of his hand Kirana carrying the goods.

"Come! don'tlaugh! hurry up and help me!" sahut Kirana while placing another pack on Hakam.

"God! this what the hell is Na?" tanya Hakam who also became a hassle.

"It's pandan cake, I intentionally make myself know! especially my in-laws," replied Kirana with a face that smiled an embarrassed smile.

"This is cake? you are very good Na," cletuk Hakam who turned out to have picked the pandan cake and then ate it.

"Good Hakam! don't eat!" cry Kirana while pulling the plastic containing the cake pack.

"Na.., you're so stingy sich! just a little more!" Hakam is still kekeh maintaining the package and wants to steal it again.

"Basic!" khusk Kirana is upset."This is a cake for Fatima! you're this!uh!"

"Yes sorry, I just asked koq a little, aunt will not be angry either." Hakam replied in self-defense. "You're very good at cooking, the cake is really good."

Kirana did not respond to Hakam's remarks.

He was upset because the cake that would be given to Bu Fatima had to be damaged because it was cuil by Hakam.

"Have not lashed Na, I'm sorry.yuk we're leaving!" Hakam tried to persuade Kirana.

If only I didn't need it right now! I must've gone all out on you!

Kirana soon catches up with Hakam who has started his bike.

After he had said goodbye to his mother.

"Our journey is far away Na, so not because you brought the cake, continue to not want to hold." Hakam tried to warn Kirana. She herself did not want Kirana to misunderstand.

"Yes, I know" said Kirana.

Motor running at medium speed.

Actually this is not her skill, but how else, if she drove her bike fast, Kirana would be scared! pity.

The sun began to immerse its rays.

The cold night wind, made Kirana shiver in the cold.

Even so, his hand still holds a crackle filled with pandan cake and the other hand only holds a little on Hakam jacket.

Hakam, who was worried about it, immediately stopped his bike, and parked it on the shoulder of the road.

"Here's the cake!" hakam.

"That's not! you want to eat it again?" ketus Kirana's.

"No! give it here!" Hakam forcibly grabbed the package of cake. "Can I tell you! our journey is far away, the cake let me put it in my bag! so you can hold on properly!"

Uhh! mode!

"Don't think like that! I just don't want you to get sick from the cold or the shit!" hakam replied that he knew what Kirana was thinking. "Let's see if you're why I'm the one who's gonna get mad at my brother!"

Hakam's words made Kirana startle in shock. "Eh! I mean, I've been entrusted with Candra's trust, so yeah, I'm responsible?" Hakam quickly corrected the meaning of the word he said.

"Well! this is better! let's get on! it was getting dark" Kirana returned after Hakam who had started the engine. "His hand held this," Hakam pulled Kirana's hand to hold on to her waist.

"yes.., yeah! i know! I'll hold it! let's go!" kirana Sahut.

The motor is returning at medium speed. But every now and then Hakam fast forward, the distance that must be traveled is still very far. If only slowly when it gets there.

Kirana herself, who began to be surrounded by cold, ventured to embrace Hakam.

Hugging is okay, right? how thought.

Hakam himself does not feel uncomfortable with Kirana's attitude, maybe this is what he wants behind his intention to invite Kirana to leave for the afternoon.

[Sister, let me manipulate this short time with Kirana huh, maybe after this, I won't be able to get this close to her anymore

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