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Lunch time has arrived. As a good office friend, Tholib immediately approached Citra mumpung girl was still at his desk before later disturbing Adam again.

"Gorgeous grandpa, let's have lunch together. Tholib is hungry." Tholib said, stroking his stomach.

"Well, I don't want to eat with you." Citra refused Tholib's invitation.

"Come on the image that shakes up in this room.." Kayu Tholib with her cute face.

Image shuddered in horror at Tholib's strange look, he hurriedly stood up, dodging Tholib. In the room there were only the two of them because the others had come out when Tholib turned his attention to Citra so that this girl did not know where Adam was going to lunch.

Citra also walked quickly to the office cafeteria followed by Tholib behind him. The image circulated his gaze looking for Adam and the others.

"They're not here." Mumbled.

Tholib drew Citra's hand leading her to sit on the chair. The image also clucked in annoyance and took off the rough hand of the young man.

"Fatty.You're a bitch or something. I told you, don't come near me. I'm gonna be so damn good to know." The image nagged the slightly fat man.

Another employee who was having lunch in the canteen immediately turned his attention to Citra because her voice was quite loud when scolding Tholib. They whispered to each other about the image that was once slapped by Adam's wife.

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"Sir, Anterin Hira is home." Zahira said to his Father.

The father who just came out of the room because after the prayer Dzuhur wanted to go to the kitchen to take drinking water then stopped after the princess asked for his help.

"Why don't you come home tonight, Nduk?" Ask Father.

"Mother has called many times sir, tell Hira to come home quickly." Answer Zahira.

"You wait a minute, I'm going to the kitchen first." Said the middle-aged man.

Zahira nodded in response, then walked into the room to pick up her bag. He also did not go to the market whose intention was to buy new clothes that he planned this morning will invite Risma. She and her husband have made up again.

Zahira also said goodbye to his mother and he was carried by the father to his father-in-law's house whose house was just a different alley.

"Sir, you go straight home." He said after Zahira got off the bike.

"Aren't you going in, sir?" Ask Zahira.

"Not to, besides men are not at home either." Reject Father.

"Yes, I'm still at school. It's also two o'clock." Zahira answered, confirming his father's words.

"Yes, you sneak in. Don't stand here long." Speak before passing from the house of Adam.

"Yes sir." Zahira answered and entered the house of her husband, whom she had left two days ago.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Greetings to Zahira after opening the door.

Zahira frowned when her greeting was not answered by her mother-in-law. Usually during the day his mother-in-law will watch television. But this time in the middle room Zahira did not find him.

"Mother where there's no yes." Zahira. He walked into the kitchen, who knew his father-in-law was there. The catch is true that the woman who still looks beautiful even though she is 45 years old is busy in the kitchen.

"Mother.." Call gently.

The mother-in-law looked over. "Eh, you baby. I'm making a cake, so don't know if you're home." The answer.

Zahira approached, he smelled the smell of the ripe cake. Hunger had contaminated his stomach again even though he had eaten in his own house.

"Mom, I'm asking, can you?" Ask Zahira.

Mom smiled. "By dong Nak, I made this cake specifically for you. That's why I told you to go home quickly." He then took the knife and sliced it into pieces and placed it on the plate.

"Now, for you." Mother extended it to Zahira.

"thank you. Hmm. must be delicious. Mom, I'm taking her to the living room while I watch TV." Zahira.

Zahira also watched FTV while snacking, before long mother brought two glasses of guava juice. They both eat cake while chatting.

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Image glances at Adam's lyrics. He thought hard what else he had to do so that Adam would be willing to visit his house. Instantly he got a good idea. Citra leaves her job for a moment, walking to Adam's desk.

"Back.." Call Citra.

"What." Adam answered briefly, his fingers typing something on his computer screen.

"Mother invited you to come home tomorrow." Citra said.

"What order did your mother invite me to?" Adam asked coldly.

"As a sign of gratitude for you helping my mother." Answer the image with a smile.

Adam was in front of his computer. "Well tomorrow I come to your house." Adam received the invitation to Citra.

"Yes. I managed to take Adam. Tomorrow I'll tell Dad and Mom that Adam is my future husband." The image cheered happily in the heart.

"What time should I come?" Ask Adam again.

"Emm.." Imagery thought for a moment. "What is ten hours? You have free time at that hour." Citra.

For he must prepare all things before Adam has come to his house.

"Okay no problem." Breakup Adam.

The image of smiling is getting wider. "Thank you Dam, I'll wait for you at home tomorrow." Said cheerfully.

"Yes." Yeah." Adam answered.

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Hours home from work, again the image reminds Adam not to forget. The image also seduced Adam to drive him home. Adam resolutely refused even Adam threatened if still forced then he would not want to come to his house. Citra also relented to be forced to order ojol again.

Adam turned his bike to his in-laws' house.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Adam came into the house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer Akmal.

"Mas Adam why come here, Mommy Hira will have gone home to Mas Adam's parents." Akmal.

Adam did not open the door to Zahira's room. He turned to face Akmal, who was behind him. Adam took his breath. Go home why didn't Zahira tell him?

"Mast Hira certainly didn't tell Mas Adam?" Guess Akmal.

Adam nodded in confirming.

"Yes, it seems like your mother forgot. That's why he didn't call when he was at Mas's house." Answer Adam.

"Yes, I'll go home." He patted Akmal on the shoulder.

"Yes." Yeah." Akmal replied.

After entering his home. Adam immediately turned off the engine, still sitting on his bike. Not down just take off the helmet. He watched Zahira who was sitting beside the house laughing cheerfully with little Micah.

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