Bismillah, I'm Hijab

Dinners

Patiently now Devina was feeding the mother, tiredness in her body she lost for a moment. Most importantly this time the woman in front of him should be healthy again and accompany him to life.

“Bu, now take medicine well?” Devina smiled to see her mother eating a lot.

Zera just according, he took the medicine and saw his son who is now growing up so beautiful. It hurts every time I see Devina's face.

“God, my son's face is so similar to his. Why leave a trail like this? I really don't want to have a trace of that man on my son. Devina is a good child, please take care of her when she is not with me.” Zera's screams heart wants to cry.

Whenever he saw the child, he always saw the face of the man he used to love.

“Dev, rest at home. Mom is okay here.” Unable to see his son exhausted, Zera told him to go home. After all, there are many sisters who can help her if she needs anything.

However, it was not Devina's name if she wanted to leave her mother for her sake. Whatever happens, her mother is the main thing.

Devina smiled then hugged the middle-aged woman. “Bu, overnight Devina go. The afternoon will go again. Let Devina sleep next to Mom yah?” he said he went up to the bed of the patient who was very small in size.

Hugging her mother and closing her eyes, Zera is very happy to have a child who loves her. His most precious treasure was Devina.

That afternoon Devina slept even very soundly. Several times the sisters came to control Zera's state, Devina was completely unconscious.

“Slow-slow, Sus. My son is tired later woke up.” whispered Zera when she saw the nurse wanted to say a greeting before replacing the hanging infusion bottle.

Without feeling the time passed until the afternoon greeted me again. Zera, who was unknowingly waiting for her son to sleep, also fell asleep.

Tring tring tring

The ringing sound of Devina's cell phone suddenly sounded disturbing the woman's sleep. He opened his eyes and saw his mother still asleep.

“Whose is it? Still sleepy.” grunted annoyed.

Not wanting to disturb the mother, she immediately grabbed the phone and lifted up.

“Dev, there is an offer for nemanin dinner doang. Nope. The price is different thin the same in the room. Dear on push. At least 3 hours.” The man across there gave Devina another customer.

Devina saw that the clock was already showing at six in the afternoon. It means very tight with the night time that there is a schedule.

“Later same collision which night how?” tanyanya worry. Quite tempting indeed just accompany sitting down to eat already get paid.

“And at 9 o'clock, can alasana what kek.” said the man across there again.

A moment, Devina weighed. He also agreed. “Oke, I take. Send address. Get ready jerk.” Devina got up and headed for the bathroom.

Luckily he had provided clothes one stel in the wardrobe of the nursery of the mother. So there is no need to be confused to go home and take more time.

“Mother must have slept a long time because of the medicine. I'd better get going.” After bathing and polishing her face slightly, Devina kissed her mother's forehead.

I can't leave the woman I love alone. But Devina has a big purpose.

Not to forget the blezer in his hand he held as if to be proof to the mother if he went to work tonight.

The taxi stopped in front of the hospital and drove back carrying a beautiful woman who was very fragrant and fresh.

“Pak, to hotel Marine well?” the order gives direction.

“Good, Non.” replied the taxi driver obediently.

That's where he's gonna be a friend of someone who doesn't know who's for dinner.

“Hotelnya only there, surely this is not a random person,” muttered Devina guessing.

It did not take long, finally the woman that night arrived at one of the tables that read reserved.

He sat down gracefully while playing his cell phone. Beautiful hair was wracked as he tilted his head slightly.

“Nona Devina,” greet a man who comes with a friendly smile.

Devina turned her head. The man in front of him was really tall, cross-faced.

“Yah, I'm Devina.” she replied.

They shook hands and Devina sat down. For upper class people, it is common to get friends to eat at high prices. That's not a problem for them.

“We wait for my colleague to come, while waiting please just order snacks.” The man smiled kindly. Her gray eyes traced Devina's pretty face.

But he didn't touch at all.

“Thank you, Mr.” replied Devina also no less polite.

The two began to enjoy a light meal with occasional discussions of introductions. Until shortly after that came the figure of an athletic man with an age of 46 years. So established indeed, but his good looks are not reduced at all.

Devina's eye bead was immediately inseparable from the man pointed at by the man beside her.

“Ah it's Mr. Prass with his wife.” said the man beside Devina.

For a moment Devina was silent, the smile on her face was gone right then and there.

“Goodnight, Mr. Prass.”

“Good night, Mr. Erric. Nice to meet,” Both of them shake friendly hands.

“Mr Prass?” inner Devina. Slowly he stood up to welcome Mr. Prass and the woman beside whom Mr. Prass said. Erric is his wife.