DUSK PAINTING

Chapters 16. Cow Robot

Rahma chose to clean up the dirty dishes in the kitchen as long as Dad and Uma accompanied the guests chatting. Even when he went to his room, it was also heard that the father was holding back Mizyan who was about to go home. It really made him off guard and chose to stay in the room, sleeping on Dika's side.

Padded mattress and tired body after a day of activities that nano-nano mix between tense, happy, haru, upset, make drowsiness start to attack. When the eyes are ready to close, it feels a soft shock on his arm. Inevitably Rahma opened her eyes again reluctantly.

"Mizyan wants to go home. You meet there!" Uma throws Rahma's arm a second time because her son only responds by wriggling the body.

"There's this Dad, Uma." Rahma chose to curl up while hugging Dika who slept soundly with her mouth slightly open.

"You should meet first, too. He'd be good to take care of the car to the tire patch, continue to deliver to the house."

Rahma sat down while tidying up her long hair to be tied up before wearing her instant hijab.

Plus it helped me from stalking.

He escorted Mizyan to the terrace that had previously been quiet to Father and Uma. Choose to stand side by side 1 meter while waiting for the arrival of a taxi that has been booked online.

"Hmm, how much is it?" Rahma asked awkwardly while looking at Mizyan who was standing with one hand put into her pants pocket and the right hand that was holding the phone.

"That means?!" Mizyan turned her head to look at him with both eyebrows clutched together.

"Car and delivery service costs."

"Oh that. How many?! I don't have a calculator." Mizyan replied while chuckling.

"Seriously yes." Rahma pursed her lips hearing the straight man's answer beside her. Strange, the man always deliberately made him suddenly annoyed and irritated which made him apply judes. That is certainly not his true nature.

"No cost whatsoever. I'm willing to help."

Rahma repeatedly insisted that she wanted to pay, but Mizyan refused.

"Thank you very much, for all the good and help of today. Thank you!.thank you" Rahma clenched both hands in front of the chest with a slight bow. He sincerely expressed his gratitude to the blaster-faced man who unwittingly kept staring straight at him.

Mizyan replied with a nod. "Either. Sorry I ate here too. Her cooking is addictive."

"Have you ever eaten here before?" Rahma squinted her eyes with a wrinkled forehead.

"When Mr. Badru nolong me while fainting in front," Mizyan said as he pointed at the gate with his chin.

"Oh." Rahma nodded. He did not know because he left for the store early and came home late in the afternoon.

"I haven't had time to buy a gift for Dika. Tomorrow is it."

Rahma shakes. "Not bother. Let's not give me a gift."

Mizyan shrugged her shoulders. "But I promised Dika."

"When you won't call. He's a kid, he doesn't understand anything. So don't bother."

"Hm, we'll see."

Rahma clicked after her man went to get a taxi. It's still standing on the terrace. Inexhaustible with the reaction of the heart that was upset with the relaxed and indifferent answer Mizyan earlier.

"Rahma, where's Mizyan?" Uma hurriedly approached while carrying a paper bag.

"When you came home. Why, Uma?"

"It's forgotten." Uma lifted the paper bag she was carrying. "Same pants time fainting jacket."

Ooh, danger. There's a reason he's here again.

I don't know why Rahma was so afraid to meet again with the man she thought was annoying.

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In the morning, Rahma told Father and Uma about the 2 men who followed her from the TPU complex to the highway. Inevitably he had to be honest about Mizyan who had saved him including his stopover to the apartment to calm down. Everything is told without anything being covered.

"Oh Allah, Rahma. Why not yesterday's story?" Father bobbing his head looked at Rahma who lowered her head while twisting the tip of her hijab. "If you know from yesterday, at least you can say love properly."

"Yesterday the situation is not possible, bother also many people." Rahma defended herself.

Finally Rahma went to the store with Dad. And about 2 hours long Dad stayed on the 2nd floor watching the situation around the shop from CCTV monitoring. While Rahma downstairs looked at the pantry room which was busy with baking activities.

He then switched to the 2nd floor of his study. Another week before the wedding of his son Bu Puput. Even the uniform for the booth attendant has come to the driver Bu Puput, including an invitation for him. He compiled a shopping list of raw materials that have been used up in the warehouse for stock and preparation ahead of the production of 2 thousand pcs snacks. No need to go to the store, just send a message to Ko Achong as a subscription supplier. Then the ingredients of the cake ordered will be delivered by the store.

This afternoon Rahma decided to go to Nico's office after contacting Suci first to inquire about his current position. He went to take an online taxi because Dad had come home and would come again in the afternoon to pick him up. Although his heart was still shrouded with misgivings, afraid that 2 people in the jacket were still following him, but he ventured while not breaking up praying along the way. The distance to Nico's office is not too far away and is on a busy main road.

This is the second time Rahma has come to Nico's office since Malik died. First, when the transfer of the name of the share ownership became in his name, two months ago. His heart was sliced with tears in the mirror looking at the room and Malik's desk was still as it was. He even asked permission to take a 5R frame on Malik's desk. A small family frame, which he will keep as a memory.

But the second visit now he looked surprised when he opened the door and said hello. The interior and paint of the main workspace has changed.

"Sorry, Rahma. I changed it so as not to be constantly sad. But Malik's memories will always be here." Nico patted the chest with firm intonation.

"Yes, mas. I-i understand. I too am struggling to stand alone. If there's no Dika, I don't know..."

Suci rubbed Rahma's shoulders to give her encouragement. "I know my sister is wonder woman." He invited Rahma to sit on the sofa.

Suci and Nico are the closest people to sharing. Rahma told about the arrival of Mama Indah three days ago also the incident of her being followed yesterday. Except for the savior's story, he skipped his name.

"How about Nico?" Rahma ends her story by asking for an opinion, looking at Nico and Suci alternately.

"I don't believe Aunt Indah insyaf. The one who followed you must have been his man. Maybe not to kidnap but to get you mentally." Nico answered with confidence.

"Mas, everyone can change." The saint interjected while shaking his head.

"Know, baby." Nico turned his head for a moment towards the Saint sitting by his side. "But Aunt Beautiful exception. I've known him for a long time so I know exactly how his character is. The son himself was sacrificed for the ambition of getting Teo, his new husband."

"Gini aja's. You be careful, Rahma. If he comes again, let me know. We unmasked him together."

After meeting Nico and Suci, Rahma was a little more relieved. He even went home to the store with the office driver because Suci was worried if he went home alone.

As I said this morning, Dad picked up the afternoon to the store. Before returning home, Rahma wouldi-wanti told Fitri, her trusted employee, to be orderly when later tonight closed the store.

"She, look..."

The first greeting when Rahma arrived home, Dika leaped cheerfully showing a robot toy mother cow and her son who was walking and voiced cow's distinctive bellows.

"Wow, this is so funny..." Rahma squatted to watch the two cows walking on the floor. "What's this called?" He looked at Dika who was holding the remote control of the cow robot.

"Sya pi."

"It's atu.ini Nda." Dika pointed at the small and large cow while giggling. Makes Rahma giggle because the child analogizes the cow as himself and Dika.

Dika-Dika.kerianganmu make Mother spirit through the day.

Rahma grabbed Dika to sit on her lap. He kissed both cheeks of the child while hugging his stomach tightly without disturbing the activities of playing a cow robot.

"Who's gift, baby. How did Mother just see." Rahma took the mother cow in black white like a type of dairy cow. The texture of the cow body made from high quality rasfur fabric makes it tasty and comfortable for elus-elus."

"Dali Om."

Rahma stops stroking the mother cow. Lower it down again to the floor and let Dika move from his lap to take the cow around in the living room.

"So Mizyan came here in the 10th. Thanks for the gift to Dika."

"Not for long. He said he had some business."

"But Dika held him first. I want to be taught how to play that cow robot."

Rahma listened to Uma's story while devouring boiled sweet potatoes that were still warm accompanied by a cup of fresh tea.

"Hehehe.dahan same Uma even maksa want to go because awaited clients, same Dika mah nurut."

"Just like other jackets at the same time, he said. It's late for the meeting."

Rahma choked on the tea water she drank as soon as she heard the end of Uma's story that breezed casually towards the kitchen.