HANDICAPPED GIRL

Gifts

"Please sit...!" Buk Fatimah invited Mr. Ramlan who visited his house this morning.

"Still.." pak Ramlan sat bo kong in the wooden chair of Fatimah's living room. Old face murat Mr. Ramlan scored a very noticeable load.

"I'm sorry, I've already betamu in the morning" It's only eight in the morning. There is a sense of unease actually visiting so early. How else, there are things that he will talk about, as well as see the condition of Nia and her mother. They have not met for a long time. Lastly, during the match.

"No problem sir, it's just that Nia is not home, anymore work" buk Fatimah already memorized, if Mr. Ramlan comes would want to see Nia.

"Where does he work?" mr. Ramlan's forehead wrinkled watering tanya. Almost a month of no communication, a lot of things he does not know about Nia today.

"Alhamdulillah only today he started work again sir.., previously he had peddled crackers at red lights. He said the job was a maid again, but did not know where and who, because only this morning he was telling you" buk Fatimah enthusiastically tells the story of his only child who is known to be tenacious in work.

Fatimah's book story just now, making guilt in the heart of Mr. Ramlan, if Dirga can accept Nia, it must not happen like this. Even if you do not receive an arranged marriage, at least let Nia still work at home.

"So maid?" why not just work at home?" there's a disappointed tone on Mr. Ramlan's face.

Buk Fatimah let out a long sigh, her gaze fixed on Mr. Ramlan. Before speaking, a smile he lay "I have previously thanked the father also den Dirga. But if the work problem, I fully leave it to Nia. He wanted to go home. Anyway as comfortable as Nia aja sir. To the contrary, I as a parent can only pray that Nia facilitated his affairs, ater if finished college can be good work" Tucked hope also prayer in the string of Fatimah's book sentences.

Mr. Ramlan mangosteen. Justifying the words of Fatimah buk. Perhaps Nia was already feeling uneasy after the incident back then. Only this time Mr. Ramlan wants to be sure again, and if he can persuade Nia to return to work at home. Man tries to do no harm, he thinks.

"Actually, my arrival here wants to apologize. Because of Dirga, Nia stopped working. I deeply regret Dirga's childish attitude" said Mr. Ramlan full of regret.

"No. This is not Dirga's fault. Nia stopped purely of her own volition. Maybe it's time for Nia to stop, besides my father has helped us too much"

Mr. Ramlan shook his head slowly. His gaze was straight at Fatimah's buk. There was still regret in his heart. Lips smile blandly, inwardly put sad. "What my family also gave me was nothing. Can't make up for what happened. I shouldn't have kept all this from Dirga. But I have not been able to be honest. The doctor also said as much as possible so as not to cause guilt that leads to trauma, for Dirga. Although the mother's family has sinned, but on the other hand I want Nia to get a little justice, " said Mr. Ramlan seriously. He looked expectantly at Fatimah's book.

"We have never questioned what has happened, all have become God's provisions. We as humans are just living. I'm sure the wheel keeps turning, there are times when Nia will be happy" said Fatimah.

"Because the mother's family attitude is too good like this makes my guilt increase. Where could I have seen Nia for life endure humiliation for her disability. I also do not want this disability caused by Dirga, to be a barrier to his soul mate. That's why I want to match Nia and Dirga. Apart from being responsible, I am interested in Nia's personality. There are girls like her in this day and age. Let me again persuade Nia to accept this matchmaking. About Dirga, let me take care of it" said Mr. Ramlan at length.

***

In office.

Today Dirga is jittery. A lot of work is also neglected. Last night's nightmare, really became a frightening specter that was unfolding until this very second. I think the dream was real. Grinding emotions, making everything tasteless in the eyes.

Not even Geby's presence was able to arouse his passion. "Why are you beb? from that moment it pouted" Geby who was writhing around Dirga's neck, broke his sway. Take a distance, then hit the rough seat bo kong in front of Dirga.

"Once lazy" Cuek, Dirga pretends to be busy with grabbing the origin of the file on the table.

"Not good ah....! I'm looking forward to the break coming here, but what I got, dicuekinnn....!" pissed Geby. Disappointed, he was clearly on his face.

"Ok...ok..., sorry..., I'm sorry, where do you want to go now?" He gave up again to avoid frequent disputes. He looked at Geby who was putting on a bete face.

If under normal circumstances, usually Dirga would have pounced on Geby, but not today. It was like losing his orgasm.

"Ok, I'll take you now" Dirga got up, then grabbed the key on the table, did not forget the leather handbag he also reached. Contains cards as well as money cases as necessary.

Geby walked in with a little footfall. Dirga was trailing behind him. The employees who passed by him all bowed respectfully. They all know who Geby is. It's just that many employees don't like the arrogant attitude, also rude Geby. Many regret why the famous Dirga good man can fall into the arms of women like Geby.

Throughout the trip, there was no chatter. Both choose silence, Dirga is still in trauma mode with dreams last night, while Geby is shrouded in annoyance and heartache over Dirga's indifference.

Alang-alang already in Bara's office, Dirga intends to all meet his best friend. They haven't talked for a long time either. After knocking on the door and being invited in, Dirga was presented with the sight of a Bara who was busy looking at the documents on the table. Bara is a famous workaholic man. No wonder his efforts can be above Dirga.

"Tumben didn't want to come here?" ask Bara without seeing Dirga's face.

"All right now, just leave Geby" Dirga chose to sit on a special sofa for Bara guests.

Bara's mouth forms the letter O, which means ber oh riya. He stopped his work, closed the file and stood up to Bara, sitting on the sofa.

"Oya bro.., thank hapenya" face Dirga on Bara who was sitting on foot next to him.

Bara cuek only, did not respond to Dirga's speech. He was busy grabbing a small Aqua glass and drinking it.

"Gue transfer huh?"

Bara glanced at me, "no need, consider it a gift from me. I haven't given you a gift in a long time, have I...? Last fitting Lo's birthday if not wrong" he said casually while putting back Aqua glass on the table.

"If the price is cheap I don't have a problem, this is enough bro, can make pay ****** Lo"

Degs....

For a moment Bara's face turned wry. If you until you know who****** Bara, of course their relationship is not as good as this. This cannot be allowed, Bara must stop his madness. Now he has a new toy.

"If you still consider me a friend, take it...! There is no denial!" said Bara indisputably.

Both of them were distracted when someone knocked on the door.

"Get in...!" bara's firm voice roared in the ear.

Degs....

Mata Dirga caught the most hated figure, SANIA. Standing on the doorstep, ready for food.

Seriate......