Finding My Lost Heart

Chapter 66. Sifa Vs Zaki's

"He's just a dream" Aditia said.

A beautiful night is not missed. Aditia kissed his wife.

"Mas, take the medicine first. Put on forgetfulness, youh."

Aditia nodded. Rayyan wakes up and calls papa's name. Aditia immediately put her son back to sleep.

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Sunday is a holiday for Sifa. Umm Fatimah asked Sifa to prepare.

"What's Ummi? I'm still sleepy."

"Sifa, there's your guest outside. Let's wake!"

"Ummi, I want to rest and not be disturbed."

"Yes, but that guy who drove you yesterday afternoon."

"What's? sir recue it again?"

"Hus! not good like that, Sifa" Ummi Humairah scolded.

"Excite him, Ummi. I'm still going to sleep." Sifa covered her body with a blanket.

"Look, it's morning, Sifa."

"I also do not pray Ummi. Why, anyway, is that sir at dawn like this?"

"Sifa, look at the sun already. It's morning already. It's morning, Sifa."

Asifa circulated her net and sure enough, the Surya had already smiled in greeting.

"Let's wash your face! It's not good people wait a long time outside," Ummi Humaira said out to meet Zaki.

Zaki was looking at the condition of Sifa's house that looked simple, but clean and neatly arranged. Inwardly asked, where was Asifa's father and why was there a photo of Inayah with Sifa.

"Nak zaki, drink first the tea, mumpung not yet cold," bargained Umm Humairah.

"Yes, thank you."

"He fasts Ummi," said Sifa by wearing batik trousers and hijab pairs in line with the batik clothes worn.

Asifa is indeed a little tomboyish and chatty very different from Inayah.

Zaki laughed at Sifa's words carrying a jar of cake.

"Sifa, it's not good like that, son." Ummi Humairah rebuked his only daughter.

"It's okay Ummi. I just came here to return the documents that Asifa left behind yesterday in the car," explained the intention of Zaki's arrival to Umm Humairah.

"I should have looked for it. Thank God Kirain is gone, Ummi. Tears I lost last night dong."

Zaki shook his head to hear the babbling of the girl in front of him who was flippant and what it was. The hijab-wearing woman who can make him laugh every time he meets.

"Don't look at me like that, sir. Fear of eye contempt, isn't it, Ummi."

A call came in on Ummi Humairah's cell phone and said goodbye to pick him up.

"Miss Sifa, I would also like to ask Miss for help. It's my personal problem."

"Personal? I don't want to deal with your personal problems, sir. Ribet."

"Miss Sifa, I beg you. Help me this time."

"How much will I receive?"

"If it's a quick money thing, huh?" ledek Zaki's.

"Must dong, sir. Powder is expensive now. All treatments are expensive. Everything is expensive. I don't want to work unpaid, because life needs money, other than faith."

Zaki laughed again. She felt really anxious with the hooded girl in front of her.

"Don't misunderstand me, yeah. I was hijab, but I realized that my heart still needs to be fixed. Hijab does not mean I am perfect. I am veiled because it is my duty as a woman. Hopefully with me hijab, my heart can be better" said Sifa.

"Drink the tea. Don't mubasir, sir." continued sifa again.

"It's over Miss," pointed out Zaki's glass. "Alright, I'll pay you how much you ask for as long as it's reasonable."

"Explain first, what's the job, sir?" sifa said to Zaki.

"My grandmother asked my granddaughter, so I asked her to marry me. After you give me a child, it's up to you to divorce me. Or to continue our marriage, I'm ready."

Sifa laughed at the work Zaki offered.

"The job you're offering is insane, sir. You think marriage is a toy? marriage is divorced? I want to marry the man I love, sir.

"Then learn to love me, Miss Sifa."

"Master thinks Love is for sale on the market? it's yummy. Wherever I can instantly like the same, sir."

"I'll justify it, miss. After that we're dating. how?"