Bidadari Special

Chapter 27

Three weeks later, Hilya was at Diana's mother's house. The more days Hilya's relationship with Clara grew closer.

With patience and patience Hilya guided the little girl, until finally the little girl became a very sweet and obedient person.

His once rude and clamoring attitude towards the maid, now became gentle. Undeniably, this change in Clara's attitude made Mother Diana very happy, and made Mother Diana sympathize with Hilya.

"Hilya thank you! It's been helping Clara learn, and it's been guiding Clara for the better" Diana's mother told Hilya, as Hilya helped her aunt prepare breakfast at the dinner table.

"Sama-sama Ma'am," Hilya replied with a polite nod, putting milk and water next to the dishes neatly arranged on the dining table.

Not long after, Satya arrived. The man was seen pulling a chair and sitting in front of his mother, while glancing at Hilya who was arranging breakfast.

Hilya who saw the man glancing at him immediately lowered her gaze, and bailed leaving the place after her work was done.

"Mom, it's done, I'm going to go back first!" this woman said politely to Mother Diana.

"Yes" Diana said with a smile.

After Hilya left the room, Diana's mother began to open talks with her son.

"Satya, Hilya that's very polite, huh?" said Miss Diana with a smile. "Honestly, my mom likes him. Especially since he was in this house, this house became quieter and more peaceful. Mama never heard Clara's screams, Clara's whining, and Clara's reason for skipping school" Diana's mother said.

"Mmmm..."

Satya only answered him with a small smile.

"Mama thinks. Hilya was probably an angel or angel that God sent to this house to look after Clara" Diana's mother said, looking into Satya's eyes.

"Hmmm... This mama, there's just one," said Satya by shifting his eyes.

Mother Diana's words immediately reminded Satya of Dirga's expression at that time, that Hilya was a Special Angel who was deliberately sent by God for her.

"Hmmmh!"

Satya seemed to shake her head with a loud breath when she remembered that, grabbing the glass of fresh milk in front of her and gulping it down.

"O, yes. Satyah! Mr. Hadi's permission today, his son is sick. So today, mama asked you to take Clara to school. Because you want to ask Mr. Juned to be your driver, as long as Mr. Hadi permission," said Diana's mother later.

"Yes." Yeah."

Satya nodded.

"If you're going to pick Clara up from school, you can have Juned. So you can just drop off" added Miss Diana.

"Yes,"

Satya nodded again by continuing to cut the square-shaped bread that was in front of him.

"O yes, baby! Mama left first, yeah!" the woman said after the food ran out. As he got out of his seat and kissed his son's cheek, he still enjoyed a bun filled with chocolate jam.

Diana's mother, the owner of the textile factory, had always left work earlier than her son. His busy life at this factory, which makes him rarely have time to pay attention to Clara, his only granddaughter.

fifteen minutes have passed. Satya began to see a watch that was coiled around her wrist. Occasionally look back to see his nephew who has not yet appeared for breakfast at the dinner table.

"Ce'k! I can be late for this," Satya said as she sizzled.

The man hurried up from his seat, and stepped toward Clara's room.

He opened a room whose door was not closed. Hilya was sitting in front of Clara, putting on the laces of the spoiled little girl.

"Sister Hilya? Why the hell did Clara see, Brother Hilya often prayed?" the little girl asked Hilya as Hilya concentrated on putting her shoelaces together.

"Shabit is a Muslim duty. In addition, prayer can also calm the heart. When we have problems, and when we miss our parents. That prayer can be a sedative."

Hilya answered the question that Clara asked so gently.

"Why does Hilya miss her parents? Is my brother's parents dead, like my parents?"

"mmm... No dear! Older brother is far away, in the village. That's why Hilya misses. So, Brother Hilya prayed to pray for them, so that they are healthy and always protected by God," replied Hilya still in a soft voice.

"Clara also misses Clara's parents. But they're dead. If Clara prayed, Clara prayed for them, would they be near God?"

Seen after that Hilya stood up and rubbed the little girl's head.

"Mmm.. Then I want to learn to pray, Brother!"

"Can! Later brother teach, now we go to school first!" hilya said while helping this little girl with her bag.

While Satya who from earlier noticed the chatter they hurriedly stepped away from where he stood.

Satya's mind started to speak. This man began to think of Hilya's good attitude to his nephew, even though all this time he had been so evil and cruel to the woman he had married.

"Om Satya, where's Mr Juned?" clara asked when she saw Mr. Juned and the car she used to ride in was not on the lawn to drive her to school.

"Today it's the interracial. Let's get in the car!" replied the man standing in the courtyard of his house, glancing at Hilya and Clara who were standing not far beside him.

Clara and Hilya immediately followed the man to get into the car.

"Om Satya! Clara had breakfast!" Clara said as the car she was riding started to go.

"Hmmm," Satya replied as she nodded and continued to concentrate on driving her car.

Once in a while Satya watched Hilya from the front view of the car, as the woman's hand so gently fed her nephew.

"Om Satya! Clara's friends at school thought that Hilya's sister was Clara's aunt" Clara told Satya after her breakfast was over. "Maybe it's because Hilya's sister is beautiful, similar to Clara," added Clara. "O, yeah. Om! Clara notice. Brother Hilya and Aunt Clarissa, more beautiful Sister Hilya. Why aren't you engaged to Hilya?" plain Clara asked surprised Satya and Hilya.

Satya smiled slightly when she heard her nephew's question. And the man continued to concentrate on driving his car without answering any questions from Clara.

While Hilya who was sitting next to Clara smiled faintly as this girl turned her head towards her. As he turned his eyes, he looked at the window of the car beside him, as if he did not want to discuss the question that the little girl had revealed.

A few minutes later, the car they were riding in arrived in front of the Clara school building.

"Please, honey!" hilya said as she drove the little girl into the gate of her school.

After the move Clara was not seen again. Hilya rushes back to get into Satya's car.

"If you hurry, I can go home by taxi," said Hilya flatly, without looking at the man sitting in front of her.

Without answering, Satya immediately started the car engine and drove it fast.

"Geek!!"

Suddenly Hilya felt nauseous and wanted to spit out the contents in her stomach.

"Don't be too fast! I'm dizzy! I'm gonna puke!" said this woman with a massage of her head and holding her stomach.

Satya who saw the woman sitting behind him suddenly turned pale, immediately pulled over the car.

Hilya rushed out of the car to spit out her entrails.

"You sick?" satya asked when she saw the woman who had just returned to her car was still pale.

Hilya flinched, and did not immediately answer Satya's question.

"Oh my God, why am I suddenly nauseated and dizzy. Is it because of my pregnancy? Nah! I need to be healthy, I can't throw up again. I don't want this guy to know about my pregnancy, because he's gonna get mean to me, or even kill my baby, because he's afraid I'm gonna sue him for something," hilya said in her heart.

"Why you?" satya asked again, when she saw Hilya who was suddenly dumbfounded.

"I'm fine" said Hilya then as the man turned his head and looked at her.

"It's a drink!"

After that Satya thrust a bottle of mineral water on Hilya.

"No need!"

At once Hilya refused by pushing Satya's hand which stuck out a bottle of drink to her.

Satya sighed as she placed the bottle in the seat next to her, turned on the car engine, and returned.

Satya occasionally watches Hilya through the front view of the car. It appears that the woman grabbed the medicine from inside her bag, and drank it with water that she also took out of her bag.

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