Aini's Heart Journey

Personal Affairs

Sunlight before dusk, warms the heart of each audience in different ways. Give meaning to each taste that may be created from every touch nan soft greeting.

"How, Sir? Do I have anything to help?" Dika asked, after he approached Ardi who was staring at the vehicle.

"No. Aini is being summoned by her master." Replied Ardi briefly, while looking at Dika.

The man with stature is no less firm than Ardi, staring at Ardi with strangeness. There had been quite an unusual question running through his mind since just now.

"Why look at me like that?" Asked Ardi who was aware of his assistant's unusual gaze.

"Em, sorry sir. It's just, there's a little bit more of you." Honestly Dika without hesitation.

"others? Meanin?" Ardi frowned.

"As long as I'm working for you, just this time, you're calling someone who doesn't know you yet and you know much less close to you, just by his name alone." Said Dika sure.

Ardi fell silent. He thought seriously about what Dika said. He understands very well, his personal assistant already understands all things about him, or what he will do, even though he himself has not said it.

But, Ardi's brilliant brain which usually can be very fast and responsive with everything, suddenly lost somewhere. He could not understand Dika's words.

"What do you mean?" Ask Ardi confused.

"Mr Aini. Lately, you always call Bu Aini by name only. As far as I know, you and Ms. Aini don't know each other very well." Reveal Dika relaxed.

Ardi finally understood Dika's meaning. He began to remember what Dika meant. And it's all true.

Ardi is not a typical person who can be relaxed and easily close to others. He will always use greetings to others who have not been close or have a special bond with him. Even though he didn't come face to face with her.

But not with Aini. Ardi only realized, that he did not mention Aini with a greeting in front of his name, as in others.

"Not really said Dika. Why I never mentioned Aini's mom. In fact, just chatting has never been. How come?" Inner Ardi was curious.

Ardi looked towards the highway, while continuing to think about Dika's words.

"With Mala's mom alone, I never called her without a greeting. But what's with Aini not?"

Ardi's mind was more confused looking for the answer. He began to think about what kind of reason made him.

With a confused mind and mind, Ardi gazed at the street in front of the house of the Goddess, who still remained crowded even though it was late afternoon. Its existence there, enough to seize the attention of several passing motorists. Ardiansyah El Baraja has its own charm.

And right next to Ardi, the assistant, smiled meaningfully looking at his superior. He looked at the boss who always understood him in every situation that sometimes very difficult him.

While inside the house, two women who were talking, still confused about what actions they should do.

"What do I do, Mom'?" Ask Aini to panic.

"Wait a minute, Ni! How can an Ardiansyah El Baraja know this house where you work? You guys actually know each other, right? Hey, ngaku!" The Goddess suddenly.

"Eh, what did you say? Just me, met with Mr. Ardi just last week at school. Talk to Mr. Ardi not yet,,"

Aini's words suddenly stopped. He recalled some of the events that happened at Umar's school last week.

"Hayo, you guys actually talk a lot? Or maybe, you've been communicating with each other through cell phones or social media?" The Goddess without hesitation.

"No, ma'am, never. Uh, once talked for a while. Yesterday's time in Mala's mom's room." Honest Aini.

"Rarely that?"

"Yes, Mom'."

"So, why did your cheeks turn a little red?" God Goddess.

Aini speechless. He did not understand the meaning of the Goddess.

"You don't have a fever all of a sudden, do you?" Ask the Goddess casually.

"No, Mom."

"So, why are your cheeks red? Do you like Mr Ardi?" The Goddess of God is growing.

"What's? Ah Mother, there's-there's just. Where is there such a thing?" Aini's voice was a little misbehaved.

"There's. Look, you're salting, right?"

"This mother, there's just nothing." Aini replied as she walked towards her room.

The goddess smiled looking at Aini whose cheeks had met a little.

Can't Aini deny, Ardi's charm, it's too difficult to ignore. Moreover, he had gotten good treatment from him, even though it was just a simple offer last week.

Aini had never seen Ardi before. Until he saw her last week, standing on stage finished his speech with a very friendly smile.

"Eh, Ni! Where are you going?" Call the Goddess quickly.

"To the room for a minute, Mom. Keep cooking." Honestly Aini is relaxed.

"Eh, how the hell are you? It's waiting for guests up front." Sahut Dewi gaam.

"Oh, yes." Sahut Aini, immediately stopped his steps.

The goddess shook her head. He laughed at Aini.

"Cie, cie, there's salting here." God Goddess.

Aini who was quite understanding of the nature of her employer, just kept quiet and smiled strangely in response to the temptation of the employer. He walked forward with the Goddess.

"Wh, whose car is it? How are you a stranger?" The Goddess muttered after she left the house.

"Which one, Mom?" Ask Aini curiously.

"That's in front."

The goddess pointed at the car parked outside her yard. Right next to his pulse counter.

"Ardi's car is possible, ma'am." Answer Aini accordingly.

"Well, have you seen? But where is it?" Murmured Goddess curiously.

The goddess stopped her steps on the porch of the house. Aini who walked hand in hand with him, finally stopped her steps as well.

"Oh yes. That's the car that was last week seen on the CCTV front. Mas Galih took nanyain to me yesterday." Said the Goddess sure.

Aini looked at the master questioningly. His sense of hearing, very clearly hearing the words of the Goddess earlier.

"Yes, Ni. When you came home last week from Umar's school, the car stopped long enough in front of the house." Honest Goddess.

Aini's cerebellum immediately responded. He looked at the goddess questioningly.

"If it's Ardi's car, then?" Gumam Dewi lirih.

"I said maybe Mom, just now." Aini fast.

"If so, how?"

"No one's guard, ma'am?" Ask Aini.

"Oh, yes."

The goddess immediately shot towards her counter. There, he could see two handsome men chatting casually while enjoying the afternoon.

"Sir!" Call Dika, after realizing there is someone behind them.

"Yes?" Sahut Ardi, while following the direction of Dika's view into the counter.

At the same time, Aini entered the counter from the back door. He turned to look at the two men who were waiting for his arrival.

"Good afternoon, Miss Aini." Sapa Dika fast.

"Yes, good afternoon." Answer Aini friendly.

"Attent, Sir. Is that a car, Father?" Sela Dewi was without awkwardness, while pointing towards Ardi's car.

Ardi and Dika turned their heads in the direction indicated by the Goddess.

"Yes, that's my car." Answer Ardi flat.

"What are you too, who last week followed Aini home? Your car was recorded on CCTV in front of my house." Ask the Goddess again.

"No, it's not Mr. Ardi. I brought it last week. I asked Mr. Ardi to make sure Ms. Aini is safe until home, after what happened at school." Honest Dika.

Dika, Aini and Dewi, immediately turned to Ardi. They looked at Ardi with the same gaze. The gaze that demanded an answer, from Dika's speech earlier.

"Yes. I asked Dika to follow Aini home last week." Honestly Ardi.

The Goddess's face suddenly glowed. He nudged hard on Aini's arm, which was standing right beside her. Aini also looked at the Goddess questioningly.

"Can we talk to you for a second, Aini?" Ask Ardi without pleasantries.

"What's up, sir?" Ask Aini worriedly.

"It's a personal matter. Can we talk in the car?" Pinta Ardi soon.

"But,,"

"Calm down, Miss Aini! This has nothing to do with last week's events at school." Sela Dika, who understood Aini's anxious gaze.

Aini looked at Dika. He could see the look of honesty on Dika's face.

"No papa. Later if there is anything, you yell that fast! I'm here anyway." The Goddess's whisper in Aini's left ear.

Aini looked doubtfully at the Goddess.

"It won't be long, Miss Aini." Rayu Dika fast.

Aini looked at Ardi and Dika. Then I turned back to the Goddess. The goddess nodded her head.

Aini tries to convince her heart to talk to Ardi in her car. Because he doesn't know what kind of person Ardi is. So, he was quite wary if both with people he just recognized.

"Good, sir." Answer Aini while nodding.

Dika also smiled. While Ardi, he put on his flat face and immediately walked to his car. That was also immediately followed by Dika and Aini. Ardi immediately went into the back seat. And Aini followed him.

"Can the door stay open?" Ask Aini when she just sat down.

"If you want, leave the door open!" Pinta Ardi is firm.

Aini was a little relieved to hear Ardi's words. But his heart was a little anxious, with Ardi's flat attitude. Which is far different from Dika's friendly attitude since then.

"Before, let's get acquainted first. I'm Ardi." Say Ardi in a soft and friendly tone.

Aini's heart trembled at Ardi's soft words, infiltrating his eardrum so clearly. Very different from his firm and flat tone since.

"Oh, yes sir. I'm Aini." Answer Aini briefly.

They shook hands with a little awkwardness.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Father, the owner of the foundation that houses my son's school, Umar."

"And?"

"And?" Ask Aini confused.

"I'm Kenzo's dad."

Aini rubbed her eyes. He did not expect, Kenzo is the son of someone very great.

"Sorry, Sir. Excuse me. Sorry, I was presumptuous to give something that was not appropriate for Kenzo all this time. I really don't know, if Kenzo is the son of a great man like you." Aini grew even more terrified, considering her every treatment of Kenzo.

"Thank you for treating Kenzo so sincerely all this time." Ardi said sincerely.

"What?"

"Thank you for loving Kenzo like your son. And you let her call you mother."

Aini was surprised, Ardi knew about that. As Aini was still in her shock, Ardi immediately revealed her heart intent to Aini.

"Just go ahead, I have an offer for you."

Ardi doesn't want to make small talk.

"Offer?"

"Yes. Before that, I want to ask. Don't you want, your son back at you?" Ask Ardi without hesitation.

Aini speechless. His heart suddenly fluttered. Her maternal sense appeared unstoppable. Just because of a question that Ardi asked just now.

Which mother does not want to be close to her son? Moreover, he had to be forcibly separated with his son for a long time. He even had to struggle if he wanted to meet his son, despite the blink of an eye.

Ardi, who is quite experienced in reading the actions of his interlocutors, can easily read Aini's reaction. He slightly pulled the corner of his lips.

"I can help you regroup with your son, Umar." Sela Ardi, in the midst of Aini's daydream.

Aini who had been bowed, immediately raised her face to look at the handsome face before her. Their eyes accidentally met a glance.

"But there's something I want from you." Imbuh Ardi flat.

Aini was still trying to tease her raging feelings. Remembering, last week, Umar was treated quite harshly by his father, to make Aini's heart so painful. He was finally a little tempted by Ardi's speech earlier.

"What?" Ask Aini doubtfully.

"Your body." Sahut Ardi is short.