Khadija
He doesn't deserve you
...18. He doesn't deserve you...
Bluest.
“Good, Aunt. Da... Blue will convey... Kha her was not feeling well yesterday.” Blue closes Aunt Risa's call.
A moment of worry yesterday became a feeling of sadness. He was worried whether it should be delivered to Kha or later just waiting for the right time.
Blue goes into the flower studio. Knocking on the cashier table. From the stairs I heard Kha talking to someone. His crisp laughter stopped the moment their eyes met.
“Mas Blue?” hapa Kha, then another woman came from behind him. “What do you need, Mas?”
“There's something I need to talk about,”
Kha took a beard, inviting him to speak. Blue conveyed all the messages from Aunt Risa, explaining that the decoration got complaints from clients. Instantly, the hue of Kha's face disappeared, replaced by subduing a gloomy face. He knows this must be hard for Kha, getting complaints from clients will have its own impact on businesses like this.
“The last meeting time the client just explained the same concept of the theme, did not ask for special flowers to be added,” said Kha lirih. “Measuringly I did not think to enter Hydrangea flowers into the decoration,”.
“Emang flowers are as good as what? How clients can complain because of flowers they did not ask at the beginning,”
“Hydrangea, meaning you are my heartbeat.”
“Client only asks for a bouquet of flowers that have a meaning like first love, because he married the man of his first love. Then I made a hand bouquet of lilies, lilies with gradations of pink and white.” bright Kha still with a moody face.
Blue listened to Kha's explanation carefully. It turns out this is just a matter of miscommunication, can be straightened later without having any compensation.
“Don't be sad, let alone down. This is just a lack of information from the client itself. Can be used as a lesson in the future, so you are more thorough and detailed when technical meeting.”
In front of Blue, Kha contacted Aunt Risa, explaining all the problems that occurred. I don't know what Aunt Risa was talking about, Blue just saw Kha standing against the glass wall, snapping her thumb and forefinger nails.
“Good, Aunt... You can, Kha can come, Aunt sharelock just the cafe address. Assalamualaikum.” Kha's last words on the call.
“Tante ask to see you, not talk about yesterday's problems. True said Mas Biru, Aunt also said it was just a matter of miscommunication.” explained Kha.
Blue is understanding. “There are projects that we have to work with like. Aunt Risa also asked to meet this afternoon with me.” reply Blue. He got up from the chair and left, but on the doorstep, Blue turned around. “We go together.”
“Tap--”
“You bring Dipa or Asti, I also bring Dumbness!” suhut Blue before really leaving Kha.
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Khadija.
Kha prepares to meet Aunt Risa at one of the cafes. Yesterday was heavy, pain was over the eyes, away from Ummi who used to treat make Kha sad. Fortunately there were Dipa and Asti who accompanied him, also Mas Biru who was willing to stay up just because he was worried he would return unconscious.
Kha self-dismined a little longer. Eyes swollen. After crying last night because the hijab was removed by Barid, the tears returned to calm when he got a complaint from a client. This was his first complaint during his time as a decoration vendor. He deliberately smeared the powder so that the rest of the pale in the eye bags are disguised. Kha turned her body, looking at herself from the reflection of the standing mirror. Today he wears a plain flowy, khaki-colored robe, and a quadrilateral hijab that dangles over his chest.
“Teh, Waiting for Blue Mas below.” said Dipa Kha immediately down with Dipa.
They agreed to go together, in addition to one destination, their need to go out is also only for meetings with the WO.
“Good morning by noon Neng Dipa.” greet Gentar.
Dipa mengengos without saying the greeting of Dumbness. He opened the back door and entered.
“Bi, blasteran like I gini aja still dicuekin loh same Dipa.”
Kha frowning. Deterrent's face looks thick Indonesian blood. “Mas Daunted, Blaster?” ask Kha curious.
“Loh, yes dong! Not visible, Kha? Face 11 12 equals Hero Fiennes, gini.”
“Blasters, Kha! Half demit, half again bastard.” taunted Blue.
The laughter in the car exploded. Pipa until holding the stomach because of pain holding back laughter. While Dumbness thrust his fist into Blue's arm.
Arriving at the cafe, Aunt Risa and one of her assistants are waiting. After ordering some food, they started discussing about the next project. Where team Blue's studio and Kha florist n decoration will spread the wings higher. It is to be a vendor of one of the state officials.
“Capable, Kha. God willing able. So far Aunt see your decoration is getting advanced and innovative. Most clients also feel satisfied with the results.”, said Aunt Risa assured. “The problem that yesterday made a lesson. In the future, you must be more detailed when meeting with client.” Risa connect.
They ended the meeting when the clock showed the time of Dzuhur. Before going home, they carry out their obligations at the mosque available in the cafe area.
Blue comes out earlier than mushola. Kha saw the man standing around his waist with a cell phone in his ear. His face was always flat.
“Which other?” asked Blue without letting go of her gaze from the phone. “Today Barid graduated, the place is not far from here. You don't mind if I stop by for a minute?”
The deg!
A few days ago he even refused strictly Barid's invitation. Then now, should he follow Blue?
Blue doesn't give you a choice. He did not allow Kha to return home in a taxi for unreasonable reasons. “Later you stray!” how far is the distance from the cafe to the shophouse.
He wants to follow Blue. During the trip Blue also continued to get possible calls from her Mama.
“Iya, Mah. This Blue little bit again nyampe kok.” Blue sound soft. Unlike when talking to him or the others, that sounds like a bossy.
Arriving at the location, Dusk greeted with a face of sumringah, The woman who was no longer young was looking graceful and beautiful with a Lilac colored kebaya dress.
“Yes my dear old brother, almost Mama stay home." Mom's whining to the boy looks very sweet. “Mama 'want us family photos first.”
“Eh, Kha coming too? You guys are here?”
Kha kissed the hand of dusk. “Iya, Aunt. Together with Mas Gentar and Dipa also.” replied Kha.
Kha sees Blue being held by girls with kebaya just like Dusk. Maybe her sister, Kha thought. On the other hand there is a male, very similar in appearance to Blue. Then, the tail of his eyes stopped on the male figure that last night made him hurt. Barid, the man with Toga was staring intently. Intentionally Kha threw away the sight, he did not want Barid to think if his arrival was to fulfill his invitation the other day.
Kha invites Dipa to wait elsewhere while the family is doing family photos.
Kha sat under a banyan tree, waiting for Dipa to buy a drink. “Astaghfirullahaladzim!” He was shocked half to death when he felt a hand touch his shoulder and was angry when he knew Barid was standing behind him.
Again, Barid performs an impulsive act that leaves Kha feeling humiliated. Feeling low as if she is a woman who is easily touched let alone removed her hijab.
“You ignored the invitation I kept coming with Blue, Kha.” Barid said. His face was red as if he was holding back anger.
“I told you you were important to my life, and now you're here with Blue! You mean what?”
“Nothing meant, Mas. My goal here is to deliver Blue Mas. He's the one who wants to see you, not me.”
Barid let go of the toga violently and threw it away. “I'm sure you're not a stupid woman who doesn't know what my invitation means! You want me to compete with Blue, Kha?”
Kha returned Barid's gaze no less sharp. He has no more relationship with Blue. “What do you mean, Mas, compete? Excuse me. But I'm not holding a competition.”
“What do you mean you refuse me but come with Blue here?! If you want me to compete with Blue, OK! I will compete even if my rival Brother himself.”
“Astaghfirullah,” Kha keeps chanting istighfar, would love it to go from that place now. What Barid was talking about was completely unthinkable to him.
“Kha...” Barid grabbed Kha's wrist. He just brushed it off rudely. Again, Barid always disappointed Kha with his actions.
“I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about! But, if indeed you want to compete, your rival is definitely not Mas Biru, but my Mahfudz. That's all I don't know, whether a soul mate or death will come to me first.” said Kha. He picked up the Sling bag and wanted to leave, but Barid still stopped him.
“I like you, Kha. Please don't get too close to anyone else. Appreciate me trying. I just want to protect you.”
Kha raised one eyebrow. Barid's words deeply disturbed his mind. “Protect??? Touching a woman who is not a mahram what can be called protecting? And opening a female hijab without permission can also be said to protect?” Kha threw the sarcastic question. “Again I am not in a dangerous scope. Which up requires the protection of others.”
“Blue does not deserve to be close to you. You don't deserve to be in touch with him at all!” barid even raised the volume of his voice.
His knees were already very limp, this was the first time Kha had a long conversation with a man. The unimportant talk made him even more angry. “Not you who have the right to decide whether or not someone deserves to be beside me.”
“She's son ja lang!!”
this one do not ask to be extended.it is not the same width because the height. bestieeee tingkyu who has stopped by. Jan forgot to stay in the footsteps yes.lope you muaah.
