He is my eye

Ch. 29. Rasaku are sincere

"Assalamu'alaikum, ma'am." I opened the door slowly. Who knows, my mother slept first, although it is very rare. My mother was the kind of person who would always wait for this only child to come home before she closed her eyes.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Shifa, why did you just come home, son?" I asked her while walking from her room.

I kissed her hand, "Kan Shifa told me earlier, if the morning lecture schedule is changed by afternoon."

"Seriously you said that? How do you remember when you never said that?"

True, I didn't say any reason before leaving the house. I also tried to distract my mother by offering a package, "Mom, have you eaten yet? Shifa buy me some spaghetti for you."

"Mom ate, Shifa. In fact, I was just telling you about food."

"Then, let's eat together, ma'am. Pity the spaghetti I bought, if there is no food," I said with a frown.

"All right, let's eat. But you take a bath there, let me prepare first."

My mother ended up going to the kitchen without asking me any further. I put my body on my most comfortable bed. Immediately tired, in a day I met two people at once. Alfan took me for a walk to the mall, and served Dito in a regular hotel.

I saw my phone before I met my mom in the kitchen. There are texts from Alfan and Elsa. "Why did Alfan and Elsa call me?" my inner.

'Have you slept yet, Shifa? Thank you for today, for taking a walk with me. Hopefully your college wasn't late.'

The sms from Alfan made me smile to myself. It's not usual for Alfan to send me an insignificant text like this. Usually Alfan texted me if there was anything important.

'Thank you for the same shoes and clothes that Mas Alfan bought. I'm ready to eat first huh.'

I replied to Mas Alfan's message with a flowery feeling like a man in a kasmaran. Alfan was so nice, he wanted to buy me a lot of stuff without taking me to sleep in the hotel like most other men. Even my groceries are still neatly lined up on my dresser and I haven't touched them yet. "I'll open it tomorrow" I murmured.

'Shifa, you must be having fun with the Director again huh. Don't forget the souvenirs for me and Nela. Have fun!'

Right, I almost forgot. Luckily Elsa reminded me to bring them souvenirs. But I didn't make it to the mall with Dito, so what will I give them tomorrow at the college. "Oh, I'll think about it tomorrow. Now I want to accompany you to eat."

I went to the kitchen to see Mom and took the food that I had served at the table. "What a son, ma'am, the cooking!" praise to Mother.

"Of course," replied Mother who also ate my spaghetti. "So, how was your walk with Alfan?"

My mother turned out to the point once about the development of my relationship with Alfan. "Not how, Mom. Alfan bought the same shoes for Shifa. Oh yes, I also bought a bag with Alfan."

"But, Shifa, didn't you think of Mother's suggestion earlier? What if Elsa knows your closeness to Alfan?" Mom must have been worried about me since she knew everything.

"But Alfan and I were just close friends, nothing more. Yeah, if it gets caught, I'll just answer it."

"But, Shifa," Mother sighed, "Mom doesn't want you to fight just because you're a man. I want your teenage years to go well without any problems you'll regret."

"Mom, Shifa will solve this problem. But Shifa please, don't tell Shifa to take away the love in Shifa's heart. Shifa will not leave unless Mas Alfan himself leaves Shifa."

Mom took a deep breath after hearing my decision. This time I made up my mind. I'm not just gonna give up. Although my body is full of stains, but I will try my best to stay with Alfan. Although I did not fit the criteria that Alfan wanted as a woman, but I was already grateful enough with him to care with me without any reward.

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"Morning, pretty, where's that gift for me to Elsa?" tagih Nela's.

I who was eating was surprised by Nela's sudden arrival. "Elsa hasn't come yet, Nel?" askaku.

"Kok you even called me anyway. I just arrived. Oh yeah, where's the gift for me? Don't tell me that you forgot, it's so fun to go with Mr. Director," Nela said again.

"I didn't go to the mall."

My answer successfully made Nela grumble in annoyance. "Well, what the hell, Shifa. You should be a pelorotin all his money Mr. Direktu. Let's not lose the same way Om-om."

Ah, right too. Nela is indeed a person who is always flippant. Although painful, but Nela's speech is always honest and what it is. That's what makes me like Nela and we can be familiar. Friends are there to complement each other's shortcomings.

"Just relax, I've got some pocket money from Dito. Later after college, we go to the mall. Let me buy it. Besides, I can also use the *credit car*d given by Dito."

"Well, that's dong. You always buy the credit card he loves. Cook yes you do not use the credit card that he gave to you. Later if you break up, you lose."

"Nel, in a relationship there is no such thing as profit and loss" said Elsa who suddenly sat next to me.

"Why did you just come, Sa?" manya curious.

"Yes, your tumbens are coming at this hour. What else is stuck in the streets?" guess Nela.

"Actually, I was spoken to by Reno's eyes."

"Reno again?" mummify slowly. Why does he always haunt my days. He himself insulted me. I still remember what he said that he thought of me as a "whore*r".

"What did he say?" Me and Nela started to get curious.

"He's your name, Shifa. He told me not to block his number. He also asked, he called you many times with a new number. But he asked why you didn't respond at all."

I just remembered, there was an unknown number calling me so many times. I called my phone silent, so I didn't heed the phone. Moreover, from an unknown number, I never picked up the phone from a number that I did not know its origin.