Episode4:Rosma,Rita & Nur
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A year had passed.
Rita had grown very close to Nur, the friend who had always been there for her.
Meanwhile, Rosma had also come to know Nur better.
Rita:
“Sis, I’m going out for a bit.”
Rosma:
“Where are you going, Rita?”
Rita (smiling shyly):
“Nur is picking me up. We’re just going out for a while.”
Rosma:
“Alright… Just don’t come home too late, okay? Come back at your usual time.”
A few minutes later, the sound of a motorcycle was heard outside.
It was Nur, arriving with his beloved bike. Rita left with him.
Rosma (alone in the living room):
“So quiet…
And she’s only been gone for a little while.”
She sat in silence for a moment, then suddenly remembered something.
Rosma:
“Oh no! I almost forgot I have cake orders tonight!”
She rushed into the kitchen to begin baking the cakes she would deliver to the local shops.
The next morning…
Rosma (gently shaking Rita):
“Rita, wake up. Come help me deliver the cakes to the store.”
Rita (still sleepy):
“Okay, Sis… Let me shower first.”
Once ready, they rode their bicycle together, delivering cakes to shops and customers’ homes.
At home, Rosma cooked lunch, and Rita helped serve the food.
These simple days continued, filled with small but meaningful moments.
Six months later.
Laughter echoed through their little home.
Rosma and Rita were sitting and joking together when the sound of a motorcycle stopped in front of their house.
Soon after, someone knocked on the door.
Rosma:
“Rita, can you get the door? I think we have a guest.”
Rita stood up and opened the door.
There stood Nur — neatly dressed, with a warm smile on his face.
Rita (surprised but happy):
“Nur! Come on in.”
Rosma (from inside):
“Who’s at the door, Rita?”
Nur (calmly):
“Excuse me, Sis Rosma… It’s me, Nur. I came here with good intentions.”
Rosma:
“Oh, Nur… Please, have a seat.
Rita, you sit too. You two talk, I’ll get some drinks from the kitchen.”
Nur:
“You really don’t have to trouble yourself, Sis.”
Rosma:
“A guest who comes with good intentions deserves to be welcomed properly.”
Rosma went into the kitchen.
There was a brief silence in the living room.
Rita looked at Nur, who seemed a bit nervous.
Rita:
“You look tense. What’s going on, Nur?”
Nur:
“There’s something I want to talk about…
Something important.”
Rita:
“Now I’m really curious. Just tell me.”
Nur took a deep breath and looked at Rita sincerely.
Nur:
“Rita, I’ve realized these feelings have been growing for a long time.
You’re more than just a friend to me.
And today… I want to talk to your sister directly.”
Rosma returned with two cups of warm tea.
Rosma:
“Here’s some tea…
So, Nur, you said you came with good intentions. What is it?”
Nur (with steady but gentle voice):
“Sis Rosma, I’ve been close to Rita for quite some time.
And now… I’d like to ask for your permission.
Not to play around — but to have a more serious relationship with her.”
Rosma paused.
She looked at Nur, then at Rita, who was nervously lowering her head.
Her heart was full of questions… but she knew — the time had come.
(To be continued…)
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