
Finally, the car Mirza drove up to a mansion, which Akmal believes is true Cyra's house, which he once drove home even once.
Trying to be ordinary, that's what Akmal has been doing since.
The car was parked neatly, making Akmal and Mirza directly outside from the car.
Cyra's house is a lot of people, maybe those people who will help decorate or prepare the wedding Cyra and Mirza later.
" Assalamu'alaikum" said Mirza to all who were there.
" Wa'alaikumussalam," answered simultaneously from everyone.
" Let's go in Nak Mirza, you've been waiting for Cyra since then" one of the brothers told Mirza.
Mirza just nodded while smiling politely to the brother, as well as Akmal who did the same thing as Mirza earlier.
" Eh there's Nak Mirza already coming" Umma Nada said when seeing Mirza's arrival.
" Umma," said Mirza as she shook hands and kissed Umm Nada's hand.
" Let's just sit inside, here is a mess," Umma Nada invited me into the Family room.
Akmal and Mirza immediately followed the footsteps of Umma Nada to enter the Family room.
When they reached the Family room, their eyes immediately saw Cyra working on something with several women, which Mirza believed they were all her sisters.
" Cyra, Nak Mirza has come" said Umma Nada.
" Yes Umm ..... Mr Akmal???" Cyra replied very surprised to see Akmal walking behind Mirza.
" Let's sit down, please" said Umm Nada.
" Now Mirza, who is he??" asked Umma Nada while pointing at Akmal, because indeed Umma Nada had never seen Akmal at all.
Ever seen, just in the photo, and Umma Nada has forgotten.
" He's Akmal, Umma, Mirza's younger sister who turns out to be Cyra's Lecturer at college" Mirza replies.
" Waaaah, ko can happen like this huh ," said Umma Nada.
Luckily Cyra was wearing a niqob, otherwise her face would have been very clear, if she had been surprised to see Akmal in her home, in addition, it turns out that the Lecturer who proposed yesterday was the younger brother of her own future husband.
Akmal himself continued to stare at Cyra, with a gaze that Cyra could not describe with words.
Because Akmal's gaze pierced the skin into the pores.
" At some point, Cyra will make you a drink first" Cyra said.
Mirza just nodded while smiling super sweetly at Cyra, while Akmal, still expressionless and kept looking at Cyra.
After Cyra died, Umma Nada tried to invite Mirza to talk about the preparation of her marriage with Cyra.
And Akmal who heard, still pretending to be ordinary while watching Cyra's house full of marriage support tools.
Before long, Cyra finished making a sweet tea for Akmal and Mirza.
Cyra then served the tea made earlier, on the table with a slightly trembling hand.
" Sister Mirza please in the drink," said Cyra.
" Thank you my future wife" Mirza replied, and Cyra smiled more embarrassed than usual, because there was Akmal there.
" Sister Akmal, please tea '" Cyra also told Akmal.
" Yes, thank you" Akmal replied while nodding.
Cyra who was trembling because she was embarrassed and also surprised, and had not been able to neutralize his attitude, he accidentally nudged the tea he would give to the Umma.
As a result, Cyra's hand was exposed to splashes of tea water that was still hot, to make Cyra complain of pain.
" Cyra!!," said Mirza and Akmal simultaneously.
Akmal who realized because he was worried about Cyra, he immediately abandoned his intention to help Cyra and chose to be ordinary again.
" Umma will get the ointment first for his wound" said Umma Nada.
" Here Cyra, Brother look at her hand" said Mirza.
" We are not yet mahram Kak, sin," said Cyra.
" Hmm, if this is the story, I can't wait to get married to you, Cyra" said Mirza, and Cyra reflexively stared at Akmal, as Mirza said so to him.
It turned out that Akmal was also staring at him, which made Cyra even more uncomfortable with the current situation.
Atensi Cyra, Akmal and also Mirza immediately diverted with the arrival of Umma Nada who had come while carrying ointment for his wound Cyra.
" Here let Umma help treat Cyra" said Umma Nada.
" Let Cyra alone Umma, Cyra can do it" Cyra replied.
" Alright, then Umma stay first, want to help others, you accompany Nak Mirza and Nak Akmal ya Cyra," said Umma tone.
" Yes Umma" answered Cyra.
" Now Mirza, Nak Akmal, Umma stay first" said Umma Nada.
" Yes Umma" Mirza and Akmal replied, nodding with a smile.
Cyra directly applied the ointment to his sick hands, so as not to blister or redden his skin.
" You must be tired, so you can not concentrate like this" Mirza said to talk to Cyra.
" Yes Kak, Cyra Daritadi has not rested because he is busy helping others," Cyra replied lying, whereas that makes it so, because Akmal continues to look at him to make Cyra feel groggy.
" Now, yesterday Brother was angry when complaining tired, now you yourself even tired like this," said Mirza again, while Akmal chose to be silent, without any intention of wanting to come to talk.
" Akmal, the story dong, how Cyra if he was on campus, must have been a lot of men who approached him," said Mirza suddenly asked Akmal.
" What the hell Brother, do not be weird dehanya to Pak Akmal," said Cyra reprimanding Mirza.
" Cyra is indeed a prima donna on Kak's campus, because she is famous for being very sholeh and smart and also active in social activities" Akmal replied.
" In fact, yesterday Cyra was just proposed by someone, when going to Kak 's graduation," Akmal said as he glanced at Cyra.
Cyra knows exactly who Akmal is talking about right now.
" Oh yes, hmm, a lot of my future wife is proposed by other men, even though Cyra has long been engaged to Big Brother, but there are still people who propose to her" said Mirza.
" But Brother take it easy, the man was rejected by Cyra, because Cyra loved Sister '" Akmal replied.
" That means that Cyra is destined to be a match for Big Brother" said Mirza, while Cyra chose to stay silent while lowering her head.
Even Cyra's heart isn't fine now, being between Akmal and Mirza.
After being satisfied to talk, and in a situation that is less pleasant, Mirza finally said goodbye to Cyra and Umm Nada to return home.
There was no Abi Rashid at home, because Abi Rashid was on duty in the hospital, it was not yet time for him to go home.
Along the way home, Akmal laughed to himself in his heart.
He laughed at himself, for his foolish nature could love a girl like Cyra, for four years, but in the end it was only heartbreak that he accepted.
It is four years in vain to love one woman, but not the delivery of her love, for she will marry another man.
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