
Shafaq or reddish clouds in the western horizon are seen as a sign of the change of time magrib to isya'. The moon appears with its light that is not as bright as when the full moon and on the other hand the cloud cloud is also moving slowly to cover the light perfectly, a gentle breeze made the water from the rest of the rain this afternoon fall from the leaves of the tree
"We pray together before just eating together, this is already in the morning" Devano spoke who was embraced by everyone sitting in the guest room, rarely all of them can be present in this way. Even the Gabril son of the famous Regan and Kirana who was least present, could be present now
"So the pretentious man is very busy, even though his activities are just playing ball" Bilal said to his cousin who was two years below it
"Biarin, rather than busy surgical rats got" his reply was no less ninyinyir
"Who's the surgeon got a rat?" Bilal certainly did not accept, which he surgical white rats not rats
"Don't start a storm if you want to pray" Darren shook the prayer mat until it sounded loud enough to make a sudden atmosphere of silence
"Gabril, hurry up iqamah!" The firm command of Devano made the man gulp and advance slowly. Armed with sentences that he often heard from the mosque finally he could and did not become the babbling of his family like some time ago
Isya prayer that Naufal imamed quite forced it to run smoothly. Yes, quite forced because at first it does not feel good for the older ones there.
The dinner that was held suddenly made the atmosphere of Papa Arya's residence so crowded. The only remaining one, Mama Intan, has caught up with Aqila two years ago, Papa Radit and his wife died on the scene due to an accident that could never be predicted. At the age of eighty years more, he still looks quite fresh, certainly also can not be separated from Darren's warning of what food he should consume, although the taste is certainly not good
There are no plans in advance, this dinner together was officially announced this morning. Usually like that, if planned from far away sometimes never delivered because sometimes there are many reasons and affairs suddenly, but it is sudden like this can finally be done
"Yesterday when I came home from school I saw you in Ronda's post as a boy" Gabril pointed towards Layla to make the one there stare back at her
"You?, I'm older call me sister" Layla replied that she could not accept when two-year-old Gabril called her that
"But my mother is older than your mother"
"My mother was older, so she was called god first" Layla's voice weakened at the end. Trying hard for years, in fact every said the word mother, there is a speck of mixture of flavors that arise in her heart. Between sadness and longing that he could not express directly to the owner of the body
"I didn't mean to..."
"I understand, I need some fresh air" Layla stood up from her seat and cut off Gabril's words, making her cousin feel bad. While Bilal just sighed, he knew exactly what his sister felt
"How many times brother reminds you, if there is Ila don't discuss parents let alone mother" Zevan niece's ear quite hard, to make Gabril grimace enough because of illness
"Thereupon" Zara coded Bilal before the parents who were still talking in the living room approached and knew what was going on
"Let's just say, he seems to need his own time" instead of ignoring, it's just that sometimes people feel better in solitude
"Just me" Joseph stood up and walked towards the back garden. He saw Layla sitting on a garden chair with a straight up view. Only two possibilities, staring at the beautiful sky of the night cloudy or holding back the tears that fall. Joseph prefers to believe in the second possibility, is there anyone who enjoys the view of the overcast night sky?
"Sister Yusuf spoke confidently, but his voice was clearly trembling"
Si*l, Joseph covered his face and tried to normalize his voice to speak. Being too close to her aunt since childhood turned out to make Aqila have another room in her heart
"Sister Joseph also misses mother?" Yusuf nodded and looked at Layla who was looking down. It was true that it turned out that the woman was holding back the cry from earlier. Joseph could see a drop of water that had fallen soaked his palm but was immediately wiped away
"Hindu. The memories with us are too many. It's hard to forget even if it's been a few years"
"That's the point, for a memory" Layla confirmed what she and Naufal were talking about last night
"Thank you if your heart chooses it too"
"meaning?" Layla asked because of course confused, Joseph's sentence was rather difficult to digest
"Qays"
"Kak Yusuf knows?" Layla could not hide her surprise about this. He thought only he and Qais knew
"Look. Because it's like what you said, life is to create beautiful memories that can be remembered memories and become interesting stories in the old days. If we choose the wrong one we lose"
"I knew him well enough, so many women approached him, from the blatant to the one who only dared to stare from afar"
"Sister Yusuf knew that Brother Zara and..."
"Look. Brother knows you have a difficult choice now. Either it's because your heart hasn't chosen it or you're sure but your brother's got it blocked"
"Both" Layla said slowly
"I didn't fall in love with him and didn't want to hurt my brother. When the person they crave is owned by someone else, it hurts but may hurt even more if he knows it's his own brother"
"Because before it falls too deep, I want to hold my heart uninterested for him" Yusuf let out a long sigh, he actually did not intend to interfere with all the problems of Qais, he actually did not intend to meddle with, but because this concerns his cousin inevitably he has to come along. Either advise Zara not to fall too deep or tell Qais about what Layla has to endure if she is with him
.
Many Typo...🙏🙏🙏