Let Me Fall in Love
24. Manoeuvring Flying Kites

Ami looked at the handsome face that had laughed off earlier and was now chuckling. Ugh, why did Kak Akbar's face not bored to be looked at anyway, the voice of his heart protested.

"Thank you, Blanket. You are a smart girl. Your fight is always absent. Make happy hearts. Can't you if Akbar loves Ami?" Akbar stared softly and smiled knotty.

Ami was stared at in such a way and got such a question, making his heart cornered. Face gasp. Forgetting breathing.

"Amiii." Aul's screams rang out loud outside the room with a knock on the door.

Sontak Ami. Back to his consciousness. He looked at the door that had been locked.

"Son, I hope there's Aul Tea." Ami spoke slowly and hastily. He waved his hand before finally disconnecting the video call without waiting for Akbar's reply.

"Amiii." The knock on the door repeated.

Ami rushed to clean the clothes scattered on the mattress. Put again with the origin into the closet. The important thing is outside neat looks. Unlock the pasmina and replace the top shirt with a Doraemon sleep shirt.

"Amiii." Aul's third shout was accompanied by turning the doorknob.

"Yes, just a minute." Shouted Ami while approaching the door.

"Again what? why long time?" Aul folded both hands on the chest with a squeaking look.

"I'm scared, just in the bathroom, tea." Ami reasoned. I apologize in my heart for lying.

"It's still late afternoon lock the door all." Aul still expressed his astonishment.

"And I'm taking a shower. I'm afraid it's fitting again to wear clothes, someone's opening the door." Ami again reasoned.

Aul no longer asked for a prolonged period. He went in and sat on the side of his sister's bed. "Ami so a holiday to Jakarta?" he confirmed again the desire of Ami that was conveyed some time ago.

Ami went up to the bed. Sit down and hug the pillow. "Yes to dong. I told Puput Tea. Why why?"

"So Kak Panji called to meet designers in Jakarta. I mean, we're going with him. What day about?" Aul looked seriously.

"Lyes. Wanna go together. Just Friday after Mom got home for a report, how?" Ami looks bright and excited.

"Let's just confirm it to Kak Panji." Aul got out of bed.

"Teh, I want to take Padma also ah." Shouted Ami as Aul walked out the door. I heard the answer yes even though the figure of his brother was not visible.

Ami breathed a long breath. It feels like he just got caught red-handed. Mana had not had time to answer Akbar's question again.

"Duh, what does dear Brother Akbar mean?" batin Ami surmised Switch twirling his phone. Consider whether to resume the video call or not. But looking at the clock showed a few more minutes of magrib time. He decided to keep his phone and left the room.

Meanwhile Akbar felt disappointed because he had not heard Ami's answer. But after thinking about it, he actually regretted being too quick to express his feelings. Should be waiting for 17-year-old Ami soon. The knock on the door sounded again. Made him wake up from the daydream. Hurry to open the door.

"Mas Akbar is called the Father of the Mother." Mbok Narti said politely.

"Okay, Mbok. I'm gonna get off." Sahut Akbar's. He opened his phone again to make sure there was a new message from Ami. Apparently there isn't. Just leave her room.

Akbar sat opposite Papa Darwis and Mama Mila on the living room sofa. Her mother began to turn down the volume of the tv. Signs there will be serious talk. Even Iko was just passing by, not joining.

"Bar, how does Gita work after five years as a secretary?" Papa Darwis started to open his voice. Looking at his eldest son with a serious face.

"Professional working team. Secretary reliable. Why, Pa?" Akbar is not too surprised because there has been a leak from the Gita.

"Yesterday in Singapore, Papa met Jafar. To the point, Papa's Gita is ngajak besan." Papa Darwis observed Akbar's facial reaction.

"Keep Papa answer what?" Akbar casually plucked the red wine that was on the table. Two items at once.

"Papa said the decision was in Akbar. But Papa's advice, if Akbar still does not have a wife, why should be confused nyari. Moreover, the CV offered by your mother also said Leo is not suitable. It was Gita. Beautiful for sure. Attitude is good, family knows each other." Papa Darwis.

"But Akbar has no love for Gita, Pa. Outside the office, Akbar considers Gita like a sister." Elak Akbar's.

"Bar, marry first but open your heart. Love will come later because we are used to being together. There is no guarantee that love will be happy. Look at the artist who yesterday viral courting on bucin. Every one shows up on tv. Uh, marriage has not been as long as viral corn again KDRT. Isn't that right, Ma?" Papa Darwis turned to Mama Mila. Because he knew the artist's gossip from his wife. She loves watching infotainment shows.

"Yes, Bar. Mama's idea the same advice Papa." Mama Mila started to answer.

"Papa did Mama marry without love?" Akbar raised one eyebrow.

"Mingle love dong. Even your Papa is the pure one. Frequently come apples to Surabaya for apprenticeship salary abis for tickets to ride the train Bandung Surabaya." Mama Mila precedes snatching answering. While Papa Darwis reacts mesem-mesem.

"Well, this is proof of marriage on the basis of mutual love. And until now Papa same Mama harmonious. So Akbar also wants to marry because of the basis of love as well. And Papa, Mama is calm. Akbar has a candidate. It will be known if it is time. Do not talk about matchmaking anymore. Papa Mama's son is not selling. Just still looking for the best life partner." Akbar explained at length.

"Who the hell, Bar. Mama is kepo. The Lake people, huh?" Mama Mila tried to snore.

"No, Ma. Don't be kepo. His face will be wrinkled, Ma. Papa could have been kidnapped the same one with the hotpant." Akbar started his prank action again.

"If the kidnapper is that beautiful and sexy, Papa won't fight back." Papa Darwis more deliberately provoked the reaction of the wife.

"Look! It's certain that Papa's bird will Mama circumcise again using Mama's own hands." Mama Mila made a hand-slashing gesture at the neck.

Akbar laughed seeing his Papa shudder and got the pounding of Mama Mila's pillow. It became his way to escape.

"Bar, but Iko's wedding will be invited by your candidate?" Shouted Mama Mila.

Akbar, who had just climbed two steps, turned his body. "Maybe yes, maybe no" he said, shrugging his shoulders. He went back up the stairs. Smiling faintly at the grunts of his mother.

It was not time to go to Jakarta. Ami has finished packing clothes into the travel bag. After Friday prayers more precisely at two noon later, Panji and Padma will come to pick up. The holidays have arrived, the cheers are in my heart. Now he is waiting for Mom who is taking a report to school.

Ami just twirled the phone after a moment to see the medsos. The person you want to contact seems to be busy. I want to say I'm going to Jakarta this afternoon. He stopped typing messages.

Since the video call that afternoon, no further questions about Ami have not been answered. Even the next day Akbar reported preparing to go to Malaysia for a week. As a result, there has been no communication with Akbar for two days. Feeling something empty.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Ami woke up from her sleep on the sofa as soon as she heard her mother's voice. Hurry up and answer the greetings.

"Mom, what rank am I?" Ami scuttle her mother's steps with acute curiosity.

"The value is the same as semester one. Why can it change?" Sekar's mother opened her bag to pull out the report.

"Well, come down, Mom." Ami turned pursed her lips. Hurry up to open the report to make sure.

"Arggh, I'm an imprank. Thank goodness yes!" Ami screamed loudly and hugged Ibu Sekar while prancing happily. He again ranked first in his class.

Ibu Sekar chuckled to see Ami who immediately photographed the report. It can be guessed it will be posted in the family group.

[Gift, Bro sis!]

[The youngest rank atu again nih🤸]

Two messages accompanied a photo of the report that had been attached to the family group containing Mother, her three brothers, and sister-in-law.

"Alhamdulillah.ate Ami. Aa wants to give me a gift of cud. Hihih." Rasya first replied with a voice note.

Ami and Mom chuckled together. Rasya is contaminated by Ami.

"The gift will be Rayyan's dedek. Ate now to go to Jakarta. Rayyan's grandfather wants Ate to take him to Ciamis." Ami replied with a voice note.

"Oh can't be Malimal!" Rasya's voice sounded adorable. Made Ami laugh and Mom chuckle.

Connection switch video call. And the faces of Puput and Rasya appeared on the screen. "Ami, so off now?" Ask Puput.

"So, Tea. Two o'clock from here." Ami Sahut. Then the chat became long because Aul who had just come, joined the roost. The discussion widened talking about the results of a video call with Zaky who can come at the application event or wedding according to the specified time.

Panji and Padma came to pick you up at two in the afternoon. Dress casually because the long journey will be taken. Enter the house without hesitation because it is used to it.

"Munaroh, tos we used to." Ami clashed with both palms and ended up fighting hip with Padma. Both became class champions. Just contact the atmosphere of the house is getting noisy because of the giggling of the two teenagers.

"Later Kak Panji love her gift in Jakarta. Free to choose yourself in the mall." Panji gave his appreciation to the M duo. Marimar and Munaroh.

"Mrrrr." Compact Ami and Padma while giving a thumbs up.

After saying goodbye to Mom, everyone got in the car. Sesajen for the trip is stored in front of the feet so that it is easy when taking.

"Don't forget to pray. Don't speed it up, Panji!" Mother will be so effective once the car engine has been turned on. He replied to the wave of his children's hands that opened the glass down. The car was still away and out of sight.

"What, mineral water haven't been bought yet?" The banner looked at. Sunglasses perched on his nose. Adding cool appearance.

"Udah, Brother. Want to drink now?" Aul had already kept two bottles of drinks in the car door bulkhead. Including for the two passengers in the back, already in the pocket of Ami offerings.

"Later on. That means if we haven't, we'll drop by the mart." Panji clarifies his purpose.

"Flying kites maneuver. Aul tea called Ayang, why am I the laper." Chirp Ami relaxed.

"Baper times, not laper." Errorat Padma while giggling.

"Ih, really laper me mah." Ami opened a goodie bag containing various snacks. He first brought out the wrong fruit made impromptu.

"Sir Panji wants a fruit salad? This is Aul Tea. Later bribed also the same Aul Tea." Ami accidentally brought the salad into four boxes. Again Aul became a victim of his snobbery.

Panji gave a smile as a focused look stared at the street in front of him. "Later on, Mi. Pas rest aja feda let it taste good salad made by Ayang." He also seduced Aul.

"Hadeuh, you've become the enemy of Ami." Aul pokes Panji's waist in anxiety. Panji chuckled while taking a quick glance.

"Go to Uganda wearing a sarong." Ami's Speech.

"Oh, no, no. Linger the danger." Sahut Padma who then giggled.

"Dadies. Say it's cute." Ami protested with bulging eyes. Padma instead of fear, even more giggling.

"Yes, let's go again, Mi!" Padma held back a smile.

"Go to Uganda wearing a sarong."

"Snake." Padma held out one thumb.

"Those who are kidding, we are silent as statues." Ami put her index finger in front of her lips.

The mood also turned silent. All they told was to joke with each other and hold a smile. Intentionally given a chance to become a gago.

"Mi, Her Aulis Tea has a toothache. You guys are a duo M who usually likes to riot. It doesn't feel good to travel on diem gini." Chirp Panji while glancing at the passengers behind from the middle rear view mirror. Seemed to be chewing without sound.

"Ish, not a toothache. But I don't want to disturb your concentration." Aul looked at the driver who responded with a chuckle.