
Mama Resa, the middle-aged woman was laying her tired body in her Apartment Unit. He has been in Singapore for a week. She had to take care of all the problems of her husband's assets alone.
"Already nearly twenty percent I managed to sell assets relic alm. Al's father is here. That means I have to sell it for about fifty percent. Let it be, the thirty percent keep walking here. I want to focus on the business in Jakarta only," he said.
By the way Jakarta, Ressa so remember with chat on the phone a few days ago with Disa.
"Oh, yes. Can say he wants to open a boutique business, so maybe not? How come he doesn't tell you anymore? Let me call you, man," Ressa was just about to dial her daughter's number, but she dropped it soon, considering it was night.
"Basok in the morning, huh. He was afraid he would rest. Call Al too. He didn't tell me for a long time" Ressa put her phone back on the nightstand, then got ready for bed, rested her tired body.
***
Tonight the sky is so beautiful, decorated by the moon and thousands of stars. Unlike the case with the feeling of a girl who was sitting on a white iron bench in her yard. He seems so confused with all his thoughts. Fortunately, his old friend told him that their meeting had to be canceled earlier, because his mother had to be taken to the hospital immediately. So Amera need not feel bad if canceling first.
Remembering Alan's arrival this morning made Amera's mind even more chaotic. Moreover, Alan's intentions and goals that make him inexhaustible. How could he marry a man he did not know before. A marriage is a sacred thing. And that made Amera not understand, why Alan asked her to marry him, without introducing her family. Amera is increasingly confused, like something is wrong.
If only Amera had not met Alan to ask for a job, and chose to accept his papa's offer to work at his old papa friend's company, it probably wouldn't have been like this. It won't be this complicated. Won't break up with Revan. And certainly will not marry a man named Alan Permadi.
Mr. Abdi who saw his daughter sitting pensively, immediately approached.
"Papa know this must be hard for you, son," Amera jumped in shock when she found her father sitting next to her.
"Papa. Dad, aren't you asleep?" Amera rubbed her face realizing that she had just woken up from all her thoughts. Papa Abdi smiled as he shook his head.
"First, when papa was young. Papa is a shy man. As long as you know, papa is a man who almost never dates. Until one day, papa accidentally met a beautiful girl. Maybe papa has the right to consider him an angel. Papa followed the angel to his house. And you know what, son? The next day my father lamar and asked her to be his wife. At first he was surprised, but because he saw the seriousness of papa finally he wanted to be papa's wife. Until finally, she gave birth to a baby girl who was no less beautiful. But unfortunately, he had to leave the father and the baby to return to the Almighty. That beautiful angel is your mother, son. And that beautiful baby is you, baby."
A speck of crystal also escaped the plunge from the Amera eye pelup. Hearing her papa's story made her so moved. A pile of longing also appeared in the minds of Amera for her biological mother. Want it to feel now he went to the mother's grave to spill all his longing. Unfortunately, the tomb of Amera's birth mother is in Kalimantan, where she originally lived. And he could only go to the tomb about once a year.
Mr. Abdi pulled the nape of his daughter for him to rest on his burly shoulder. He gently stroked her daughter's hair full of love and affection as a father. The atmosphere is now turning blue.
"Son. Papa asked for you. Whatever happens in your household, you must respect your husband. Treat him as he should. Kalai Al to dare to hurt you, who hesitated to tell papa!" Amera nodded at the words of her papa sage.
"Yes, pah" he answered. His voice sounded raucous after crying. Mr. Abdi helped wipe the remaining tears on his daughter's cheek. Then showered a kiss at the base of the girl's hair.
Now Amera understands why her father told her story with her mother. Sometimes a marriage is not meant to be based on love. It could have happened because of a match. Or some people also choose the path of ta'aruf. Then they admitted to dating after marriage. From there they know each other, also know the nature and attitude of each partner. That is what Mr. Abdi experienced and will be experienced by Amera as well.
"Udah malem, son. You should rest. And a promise to not think about things!" pinta pak Abdi was later influenced by Amera.
"Yes, pah. Thanks, yeah. Because papa, I can be more calm. I love papa," Amera hugged her papa's big body and was immediately countered by Mr. Abdi tightly.
***
"Oh yes, I forgot to tell Mr. Al the name of the daughter of Mr. Abdi's daughter with Anna's mother," immediately Arsen took back the phone he had put on the naka, and he took it, then send a chat to Alan. When he finished, he put his phone back in its original place and then went to sleep.
While at Alan's house, the man also could not sleep. Indeed, all the preparations have been in Arsen's handle, but not with the kobul ijab. The reason is, saying love has never been, let alone echoing the kobul hijab in front of the penghulu and many people. To apply, Alan had used the way of searching on Google. Even up to the tutorial on Youtube. Maybe he should use it again.
At the time he was confused by it, the message notification entered his phone. Soon Alan grabbed a phone that was not far from the reach of his hand and then opened the message.
Good night, sir. I just want to tell you about the name of Abdi's daughter and Anna's mother. Her name is Beautiful Arandita.
Alan immediately replied.
Okay, Sen. Thank ye.
***
Early in the morning, Ressa's mother looked neat with her style. Because he had to find an Entrepener who would buy one of his restaurants. Incidentally the distance of the Apartment and Restaurant is not far. Therefore, Ressa prefers to walk.
While walking, Ressa pulled out her phone from the bag she was carrying in her hand. Last night he was supposed to call his daughter's son this morning. Fear, they hunted away from home for their own business. And the first person he would call was his son, because he was super busy for work.
Ms. Ressa dialed her son's number without paying attention to the road, she fojus on her phone screen. Until another pedestrian accidentally hit him and made his phone fall.
"I'm sorry!" said the man who hit him just now.
"No problem! It's okay," replied Ressa while humming friendly, because her fault is also too focused on the screen hp.
After apologizing, the man left. Ms. Ressa picked up her downed phone. As soon as it turns on, the phone dies.
"I haven't been able to contact my children, but the disaster has already happened. Later after I met the Entrepener, I fixed the phone, "there was a sad look on the middle-aged woman's face, because she could not contact her sons.
Ms. Ressa put her phone back in the bag, then continued on her way to the destination.
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