Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Surprise

Ahaha!

Madam Asa chuckled. In his hand was an important file regarding the reports of his boutique employees. Unfortunately, the focus is just on somewhere else. Mr. Anton who saw his wife's strange behavior immediately put the newspaper he read on the table.

"Ma, what's wrong? Is there anything funny?" Mr. Anton asked without taking a look off the face of his beautiful wife. His forehead was still wrinkled indicating he was really curious. Very curious.

"Papa notice, Mama looks happy, can Papa find out why?"

"Pa, Mama is so happy. Mama can't say anything, Papa can see, right? I can't stop smiling." Reply Mrs Asa enthusiastically.

"What's really going on? Is that an amazing thing?"

"Of course, Pa. It's so amazing. More than anything. Do you remember the Radio show that Refal spoke about so often? Mama meant the Cuap-cuap show with Meyda."

"Yes, Papa remembers. Hasn't the show been stopped for a long time. Reportedly, the host decided to quit. And strangely enough, the host was very secretive. He asked the Radio station to hide his identity, to the extent that no one had ever seen his face except those closest to him and his broadcast colleagues. Isn't that weird?" Mr. Anton seemed to be sighing harshly. He still remembers his son's efforts to meet his favorite broadcaster. Unfortunately, Refal's efforts were in vain, until the show Cuap-cuap with Meyda was stopped for a while, Refal really could not meet the host of his favorite show. For the first time in his life, Refal realized that his status as a Governor really did not bring any influence in front of the host whom he knew by the name of Meyda.

"That makes Mama laugh, since the first son we want to meet the famous Radio broadcaster by the name of Meyda. And look how Destiny plays..."

Again Mr. Anton could only look at his wife with a curious look. Since hearing his wife talk he has not been able to catch where this conversation will go.

"Pa... Radio Meyda's announcer is none other than your daughter-in-law, our Fazila. Yes, your son's favorite radio host is Fazila, his own wife." Mrs Asa reported the news. That pretty face still showed off a charming smile.

Glekkk!

Mr. Anton swallowed the saliva, he was quite surprised by the news he heard.

"Mama sure?"

"Of course, Pa. Mama made sure of it. Tonight is the last night Fazila broadcasts Radio."

"Gee... It's really a surprise. If Papa is surprised, then what about Refal?"

Mrs Asa and Mr. Anton throw smiles at each other. They were amazed at everything in their new daughter-in-law.

...***...

Meanwhile, in a different place and at the same hour, Refal was sitting in his car, precisely in front of the building where Fazila was going to broadcast. From the moment that Refal arrived until thirty minutes had passed, he kept staring at the door hoping that Fazila would come out and look at him with a look of love. Is that possible? I don't know, Refal himself didn't know that because before, he never gave any news of his arrival to Fazila.

"Is all the information about him reliable? I don't want your detective of choice to keep me waiting.

And one more thing, have you cut off contact with your useless errand? I mean, the person you asked to investigate Hilya's death case." Refal asked without looking at Bima's face, but his hands were busy opening the envelope he had just received.

"Yes, Sir. It's been. I'm also sure we'll soon have evidence of events involving Miss Hilya's death." Bima timpal without daring to look at Refal's face. His lips spoke but his eyes stared at the windshield.

"O yes, Sir. Have you contacted the lady?"

"Not yet!"

"Why didn't you call the lady? I'm sure he would have loved to know the Father's arrival!"

"I know what I have to do. After all, there was no way I would bother him while he was preparing. And stupidly I am, why would I answer your question." Babe Refal while staring at Bima's serious face.

"O yes, sir...."

"What else is Bima? I want to focus on the contents of this envelope. Do I have to wait another two hours because you won't let me read it?"

Hearing Refal's words, Bima could only sigh in her heart.

"If you don't like it, I'll keep asking. Did you know that your favorite Radio announcer is Mrs?"

"W-what are you saying?"

Refal was silent for a moment then he turned to look at Bima with a sharp gaze.

"Yes, Sir. The Radio Broadcaster with the show Cuap-cuap with Meyda was none other than the Madam herself. The announcer you wanted to meet long ago." Bima replied in a convincing voice.

Astounded. That was all that Rebal could feel at this moment. How not, all this time he knew Fazila also used his time on the Radio broadcast station but Refal never thought that his Fazila was the same person he had been wanting to meet.

Didn't destiny play well in my life? The one who had been my backrest after Hilya's departure was Meyda Only. The same Meyda I love the most, Fazila. It's really a surprise. Inner Refal with a full smile. He got out of the car and walked towards the building where Fazila was.

While Bima? He could only shake his head to see his Master leave without saying a word.

...***...