GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL
GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL
EPISODE 32
Mr. Broto was silent as long as Rio drove his car. He looked to the left and right of the road, perhaps finding the figure of Restu along the way. Gundah covers his heart, because he did not find the figure he was looking for.
But then Mr. Broto was astonished, when Rio stopped his car in a workshop.
“Your car is broken? Or flat tire?” ask Mr. Broto.
“Bapak wants to find Mast Restu right? Please Mr. come down, I will wait in the car.”
Mr. Broto looked at Rio with question marks.
“It's a workshop right? Your car is okay?”
“Iya Sir, it's okay.”
“But ... why ..”
“Bapak get off. But sorry, Rio did not come down huh. You can ask employees or mechanics at the workshop, if they know where Restu is.”
“Oo.. is that so?”
Mr. Broto got off the car, without understanding what Rio really meant. Is the mechanic Restu's friends? Then he had to ask, maybe they knew where Restu was? I don't know, Broto stepped hesitantly towards the workshop. Someone approached.
“There can I help sir?”
“I ... want to ask ... does ... anyone know where Restu is?”
“O, sir Restu?”
“Ya.” Somewhat surprised Mr. Broto when Restu called him ‘pak’.
“Whose father?”
“I ... his father.”
The mechanic was surprised, watching over Mr. Broto closely. Perlente appearance, but a bit tangled. They thought Mr. Broto had just woken up, but the estimate was not pronounced.
“Bapak ... dad mr Restu?”
“Yes, you don't believe it? Do I have to show family card?” ask Mr. Broto a little upset.
“Oh, not so Sir, because .. we have never seen the Father. All right, let me deliver.”
“Tow to where?”
“Didn't you look for Mr Restu?”
“Ya, of course.”
“He is upstairs,” he said as he walked towards the stairs, and signaled for Mr. Broto to follow him.
Mr. Broto was like a dazed man, following up the stairs with a limped step. The mechanic who drove walked ahead, then knocked on Restu's closed door. Mr. Broto fell silent in his astonishment. Can't believe that Restu lives upstairs in that workshop. And why the people below call him Mr. Restu.
“Don't get the wrong people. Just the same name,” thought Mr. Broto.
“There are looking for Father,” said the person who knocked on the door.
Not long after, the door opened. Restu and Mr. Broto both looked at each other. Then without command the two hugged tightly. The mechanic who was dropping off immediately, after feeling not wrong people, because apparently it was true, the perlente man was his father the young boss.
“How did you come here?” restu said, after being satisfied, then invited his father to sit in the room chair.
Mr. Broto looked around the room. The room is nice, comfortable, there is a seat for guests inside, There is a wall clock, there is AC for air conditioning. Mr. Broto looked amazed. It's middle life for him. Although not fancy, but far above simple.
“This is your room?”
“Iya Pak.”
“You're the boss here?”
“Only as supervisor, and in charge.”
“Planet you refuse to go home. You live well here?”
“Important there is money to eat, buy clothes, and there is a place to shelter.”
“How can you do it? You didn't tell me when you came.”
“I just came to apologize.”
“Alright, how can you hold this workshop business.”
Restu sighed.
“Truly I am ashamed to say it.”
“Why shy?”
“Oh, Supri your High School friend, who can't go to college after High School?”
“Iya sir. He has a workshop. Restu invited to his home, allowed to stay there, and told to work in his workshop.”
“Hm, good. Your friend is well right.”
“Supri also taught me to know the Lord, to invite him to sing every time, and to always ask for forgiveness from Him. Restu lived it all, and found life to be quiet, albeit very simple. One day Supri said, there was a businessman who wanted to set up a car repair shop, and I was told to manage it.”
“This workshop?”
“Iya Sir, and how shameful I am, because Restu's helper is Rio.”
“Rio? He's not really a busker, not a driver. He's a very noble-hearted businessman.”
“Finally I know about him.”
“Now married with Wulan.”
“I also know it.”
“And the founder of this workshop is Rio?”
“I haven't had time to see him to say thank you.”
“You should see him. She's under.”
“Dia? Means you came with Rio?”
“But he won't get off the car.”
“Yes God. Let me meet him. I used to hate it so much, now it's even my helper.”
“Meet him now, after that I will take you to see your mother.”
“So have you met?”
“Your mother is hospitalized, for thinking of you.”
“Mother? Treated?”
Mr. Broto nodded.
“I promised, I won't be home before I can take you to see your mother.”
***
Rio was sleepy in his car. He already knew that the meeting would last a long time, and Rio liked to do it. It's just that he doesn't want to see Restu yet. He still thought, that Restu did not understand yet, who the owner of the workshop he had entrusted to him.
Rio was shocked when the car glass beside him was knocked from outside, and Mr. Broto was standing nearby.
“It's done, Sir?” he asked, opening the car door, but he was surprised to see Restu standing next to him.
“Pak Restu ?” sapanya friendly.
Restu blushed, but he had arranged his heart, having already known that he was going to meet Rio. His hands to shake.
“Pak Rio, I'm sorry.”
Rio smiling. The apology was not expected.
“And thank you for everything,” he said slowly.
“Why thank you, mr Restu?”
“I've done a bad thing to you, but you repay it with kindness. I am very shy.”
“Forget it. What kindness have I given?”
“You made me find a decent life. I didn't think it was from you, Mr. Rio. But then I knew everything, I was so embarrassed. I must kneel before you for my thanks,” Restu said as he tried to kneel, but Rio held him back.
“Don't do that Mr. Restu. We're both human, and we're the same age, why kneel?"
“Really I should thank you. I've just set my heart to meet you. I just met my parents today. I'm actually looking for time to meet you.”
“Then, forget everything. In this life, not everything goes well. Sometimes there are obstacles, sometimes there are obstacles. But if we remember one thing, which is a grip on Almighty God, then everything will be fine.”
“Yes already, now let's go to the hospital, your mother is waiting,” said Mr. Broto.
“Well, I forgot because of this unexpected meeting, that mom was waiting at the hospital. Let's leave now.”
Restu nodded. After ordering to his men, he then went to follow Rio with his father.
***
Tomorrow again yes.
