GIFALI AND MAURA

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Happy reading yes

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For an hour splitting the street with a taxi, finally Mama Difa steps stopped in front of a magnificent gate of a classic white house. He looked at his head in the fence.

The magnificent house looks quiet, only the sound of birds linking to each other in a cage. He continued to circulate his gaze to investigate in the direction of the yard of the house. His face was immediately happy when he saw his son's motorbike parked in the garage.

"O Allah Almighty..." He said thankfully, he felt Gifali must be inside. Then he lowered his gaze towards the fence handle.

"Kok in the lock?" His mouth.

"Did they go? Or Malik purposely hid Gifa from me!" Mama Difa muttered, the beautiful woman began to growl.

The woman opened the bag and grabbed her phone, and at once there was a phone coming in from Papa Galih. She quickly shifted the red icon to turn off the phone from her husband. He turned to look for Om Malik's number and called him immediately.

But many times contacted, Mama Difa did not get results. Om Malik did not answer his phone.

"Have been called a few times, but not picked up!" Resentful breath.

He was also standing in front of the gate. Still speechless thinking of a way to discover the whereabouts of Om Malik and Gifali. He also glanced at the art of the next door neighbor who was throwing garbage.

Mama Difa approached the art.

"Excuse me Mba.."

"Yes, Mom?"

"Sorry Mba, I want to ask. Did Mba see where Mr Malik went with his family?"

"Oh yes Mom, early in the morning I saw them go, but I don't know where to go.."

His face looks so sad. Mama Difa nodded. "Yes, yes, Mba..."

The art passed and left Mama Difa alone there. The day gets hotter, the sun continues to hit itself with the heat that continues to rise. He continued to wipe away the sweat that was pouring down his face and neck.

Mama Difa brought her eyes to stare at the watch she was currently wearing. The time is 10:00 in the morning. That means Gifali was gone for about five hours after he left Maura from the appartment.

Mama Difa kept daydreaming, she was confused where else to look for Gifali. But shortly afterwards when he wanted to step his foot to leave the place. Mama Difa quickly turned her head when a car arrived in front of her.

"Who is it?" Ask her in your heart.

The driver of the car finally got off. A baby boy she never imagined before.

"Oh God..." His face was full of fear.

Mama Difa was surprised, her eyes were round and wide. His legs felt limp just like that, he did not expect to be reunited with this man.

"Difa??" Ask the guy. He took a quick step to approach the woman he had not met for a long time. He was shocked but also happy.

Mama Difa meets a man who is hated by her husband, the second person after Om Malik.

"Mas Dawn?" Said slowly.

"How are you, we haven't seen each other in a long time..."

Om Fajar commented on the smile on his face he reached out his hand to shake hands with Mama Difa.

Mama Difa still hesitated to shake hands, still remembered in her mind about the crimes that Om Fajar had acted in the past to her and also Papa Galih. Only because of blind love that makes Om Fajar to use all means to win the heart of Mama Difa from her husband.

"I'm good, Mas.."

Mama Difa remained unmoved, she did not allow her palms to touch the man. Om Fajar still smiled when his hand was not well received.

"What are you doing here? Looking for Mr Malik? What's up? Then Galih?"

A series of questions from Om Fajar continues to bribe and both eyes continue to search for the existence of Papa Galih who now does not appear beside Mama Difa.

"What are you doing here, Mom?" Mama Difa asked back.

"I'd like to deliver a document file on the employment contract between my CV and his CV.."

"You've been working with him this whole time?" Ask Mama Difa to investigate.

"Oh...." Mama Difa nodded her head.

"But unfortunately, he canceled the appointment. He said he suddenly went to Bandung this morning, I was late to read the message, had hunted to here!"

"Hand??" Mama Difa repeated the words Om Fajar.

"Yes..."

"Hmm??" Om Fajar raised both his eyebrows.

"Can Fajar help Difa?"

Oh Fajar smiled. "For your sake, I'm ready. What does he need help with??"

"There was a problem with Gifali, it seems like Mr. Malik took her away to Bandung. Can Mas Fajar call Mr Malik to ask for their address or whereabouts? But please keep it a secret about me now!"

Om Fajar's dark eye cornea continued to stare at Mama Difa's face which was pale from exhaustion.

"Get in the car first, you sit down first, while I call Mr. Malik..."

"Yes, it's a ya--"

"Come, comein!"

Mama Difa and Om Fajar finally got into the car. The man kept calling Om Malik.

Mama Difa continued to pay attention to Om Fajar, he did not stop saying prayers so that the road to meet his son did not get obstruction.

Many times Om Fajar contacted Om Malik, but did not get results. The old man seems to be busy. Does not feel both eyes of Mama Difa closed because of drowsiness. The middle-aged woman had not slept since yesterday. Om Fajar looked at Mama Difa's face with longing and full of pity.

"Calm down, Dif, I'll help you find Mr. Malik's whereabouts!" His inner. Then he switched to calling someone.

"Yes Hello Sir?"

"Ben, please trace Mr. Malik Gunawan's position using his mobile number. Don't wear it for long, Ben. I'm waiting!"

"Good, Sir. I'll track it first."

"Yes, fine!"

Om Fajar also leaned his body on the back of the seat with both hands folded up his chest. He kept looking at Mama Difa.

"You're still pretty like you used to be, Difa. I'm sorry I almost ruined your household first..." Said slowly. "Hopefully we can continue to make you happy."

Then not long

Bep bep bep.

Notification of the message into his phone. Instantly he smirked happily. His subordinate managed to track down Om Malik's whereabouts and discover his whereabouts now.

"All right, I'll take you straight there!"

*****

Seeing the Papa back home, making a triple G rise from the sofa. The brothers had just contacted their teachers to inform them that they were not attending school today. Triple G decides to wait for the return of Mama and Papa.

"Has my mom arrived?" Ask Papa Galih.

The triple G's forehead shriveled into several wavy folds. They all shake their heads.

"What do you mean Pah? We're just waiting for Mama to come home from the Hospital!" Answer Ganaya.

"Kok Papa came home alone? Where is Mama Gifa? Keep up with Maura, how's Pah?" Gelfani.

Gemma was just waiting for her Papa to answer the questions of her two older sisters.

Papa Galih dropped himself on the sofa. Roughly brushing her hair. His breath was great. She was afraid that Mama Difa would leave her like Gifali.

Triple G was inching to hold the Papa who was upset and frustrated. Papa Galih's tears just came down and dripped down on the plains of his cheeks and fell straight into his neck.

She kept crying and shedding her guilt. He regretted, because of his actions, the situation became runyam like this. Just try if he is patient to be able to hold his speech and all his emotions. Of course his wife and son will not just leave him.

"Well, you don't know where your mom is, you think you're going home..." Answer stuttered.

"Yes Allah Pah--" Desah Ganaya.

"Where did Mama go??" Gemma continued with an anxious face.

"Yes Pah, try to call Mama again! Oh yes, if Sister Gifa, how? all right, all right?"

Seeing triple G like this, makes Papa Galih more cornered by regrets. His chest was so tight, like a person who had difficulty breathing. He made triple G feel sad because of the departure of the Mama and their brother.

"Go home, baby.I'm waiting for you and our son back-" Rintih Papa Galih. The man was crying back. He did not expect his household to be on the brink of destruction.

*****

Come home Gifa, Mama and Papa looking for you