HATE VEILED WOMEN
#49
" assalamualaikum" said the man behind the door in a voice I longed for.
" waalaikumussalam" I said quickly to open the door.
" Si.la?"
it was a shock of me silently pecking at the door while continuing to stare at the woman in front of me for quite a while. Although wrapped in a veil but Silla's eyes still remind of his figure, let alone his soft voice.
" who's Zaed?" diana asked who was only passing in my ear to even answer my tongue was very confused.
" however on diem here anyway, was told to enter Zaed, let's go in first," he said let in who made the woman walk in through my side of the body that I still keep paying attention to, he said, after realizing I immediately stepped into the living room with right in front of him he sat.
" what would you like to drink?" ask Diana politely.
" do not bother mba," he said that makes me continue to stop what is really Silla's voice.
" don't you bother, but I made you, Zaed where's the kitchen?" ask me which surprised me.
" HEY?WHAT'S?"I was surprised to try to shift my eyesight to Diana.
" where's the kitchen? I want to make a drink for her" asked Diana.
" that's there" pointed at him and began to step his feet toward the kitchen.
But my net was still the woman in front of me, where there was a veiled woman who was sitting down in front of me. Until finally the question of success came to my lips.
" who are you?" ask me for the first one.
" i'm a friend of the Rose doctor, I have that breast," he said, as I continued to try hard to see the voice of Silla who was very similar to the beautiful-eyed woman in front of me.
" oh..whose name are you?" ask again.
" my name is Si.." said the one I immediately cut.
" SILLA?" I said excitedly which was instantly broken with her trousers.
" no sir, my name is Sinta" he said, continuing to bow.
" ohh your name is Sinta, introduce my name is Diana" Diana said after putting a drink on the table.
" greetings know. Mba Diana" said the gentle woman.
" hmm...You're a married couple?" ask Sinta who I will answer but cut off with Diana's reply first.
" do we look like husband and wife, right? Haha tuh Zaed someone else just look at us already fit, mending us aja marriage, doain ya mba let him immediately want to marry me," said Diana who only makes me quiet.
" ahh..iy.a mba.hopefully yes." said Sinta.
" can I see your business card?" tanyaku tried to divert the ceremony.
" sorry sir, I take great care of my privacy, I can't get a card like that" he said.
" i just want to see it, I won't see anything, either" said I coldly who got a picture of Diana but I immediately ignored.
"....sorry sir, .kalo my father is still maksa then I will go and stop giving my breast milk," said the woman seriously that made me instantly afraid of losing it, he said, and maybe I can only resign until I have to know who Sinta really is.
" i'm just surprised by you, if you know, you're so similar to my wife, your eyes, your body.Your voice, I just want to make sure that you're not my wife, can I see your face?"
" sorry sir" he said, shaking his head.
" yaudah let Diana see, this is a picture of my wife Di, try to look like nothing" I said while holding a photo of Silla in my wallet.
" sorry sir, I'd better just go home." said Sinta wanted to get up from her seat.
" waitwait.....
I'm sorry, if I give up, I won't disturb your privacy again, but please help my daughter, because she can live until now thanks to God sending your breast milk," I said.
" why you understand, father, I will help the father of the father's origin do not need to ask questions about my privacy," he said which I know.
" In, take him to the child's room, I want to buy food first." said I who was taken by him who immediately made me step into the trunk to grab a motorbike.
Intention from the beginning I want to buy chicken porridge, because I know Silla most do not like the name porridge. And just make ngetest what Sinta likes or not.
After buying four boxes of chicken porridge, I eagerly began to open the door that was already greeted Rasya with the face with the face of his pillow.
" yahhh..undaa repeat.." said Rasya excited while pulling in front of Diana or rather in front of Sinta beside Diana.
" honey it's not mom, it's aunt Sinta it's not aunt it's not mother Silla," I said trying to explain while aligning my body in front of her.
" it's undaa..huaaa..huaa.." Rasya's tears that made me so tangent that immediately tried to be canned Diana.
" cup.cup.cup..quiet yes dear, you can ngangep aunty Diana your mother really," said Diana while stroking Rasya's head gently but rewarded with a sleet on the three-year-old.
" no au..undaa.asa angen.." said Rasya continued to cry until the words of Sinta were able to stop Rasya's crying.
" the mother also misses Rasya, you can call aunty kok, Mommy wants to be your mother," said Sinta who was given a tight hug Rasya and reciprocated warm embrace Sinta. Seeing this scene really reminds me of my fond memories with Silla.
" yaudah yuk, we eat I have bought chicken porridge, " said I.
" let's go yahh, horeee eat bubul baleng unda chicken, yuk bund," said Rasya while holding Sinta to the dining table but immediately stopped with Sinta's words.
" I'm sorry before I can't eat, I want to go home first, sorry Rasya mother rush to go home, tomorrow when will I eat with her, yes baby," said Sinta softly to Rasya who immediately made her come to me directly hugging my legs while crying loudly.
" unda.ngga ayangasa agi, well.huaaaa.." said Rasya in the middle of his crying. What can I help you with? I just stroked without advising him because honestly I also want Sinta to eat together, so at this time I am very grateful because Rasya is crying, because his blessing can make Sinta instantly pity, she said, he started approaching me and Rasya who was in my arms.
" yaudah deh.bunda ate here first with Rasya, but do not nangsi ya.." said Sinta softly while embraced weak Rasya.
" yaudah deh yuk we eat," I said as I walked towards the dining table to prepare dinnerware with the help of Diana because Sinta was seen holding Rasya who continued to stick to him.
" yukk we eat." tell me to the four humans in front of him who have served chicken porridge.
" good Zaed, where did you buy it?" diana asked who stopped the chewing action as well as stopping my rhythm activity on Sinta who tried to feed a few spoons of porridge in her mouth with a very slow tempo.
" that's.buy it just in front of you, later if you want to buy again I anterin," explained me who is called.
" how good isn't Sin?" my many.
" hmm.en.ak kok sir." he said that made me smile wryly turned out my guess was wrong.
