Hold on or let go!

The Eps 212

Time is rolling fast. I don't feel like three months have passed. Febri also taught me several times. His condition had already recovered, although he could not yet be as optimal as Seto and the others.

Slowly, I started to get a little bit of my mind off Alby. After my meeting that time, I never contacted him at all. And vice versa.

I busied myself with my increasingly crowded stalls. Maybe Alby is busy with his job and taking care of the baby.

Thank God my shop is growing. It is a restaurant class. But still his name is a friend's shop.

Two o'clock in the afternoon, the stalls are not too crowded. I saw the kids resting. There were only a few customers sitting at the front desk.

I vaguely heard the children's chatter.

"Your hinyawang opo toh?"

(What are you?)

"Kie you know, I've never been on a cake hysteria ngene iki!"

He offered a video of one of the rides at one of the playgrounds.

"Hooh, I Yo never. No hysteria. To Jakarta never been. I want to go to Monas!"

"Come on rek, when to press rono!"

I smiled hearing their conversation. Their wishes are not grandiose. Just want to see what the capital is like. Don't know, what they saw on tv is not entirely true. They do not know many places that are not exposed, which even their current residence is much more comfortable.

"Ngumpulin money yes. Going on holiday there!"

"Huh! Dear money rek! The cost is expensive! Belom later nginepnya, belom eat it, not yet walk. Teak it out!"

"Yes!"

The age of hearing their chatter, I went into Lek Sarman's room.

"Lek, lately we have a lot of income, right?"

"Yes, why?"

"Where if we take the children on tour, to the capital lek?"

"very far?"

"So Bia accidentally heard their chat. From those graduating high school right directly working here they did not have time to go anywhere let alone to the capital. Once in a while, take them for a walk with nothing, Lek?"

"Keep our stall how close?"

"Close the nation three days is okay lek. They also play a role in how we still make money."

"Okay, lek agreed!"

"Alhamdulillah, let me! they walk around using personal money Bia aja. do not use profit stalls. Lana warung later we can share a little for their supplies. Consider it an allowance, a year-end bonus!"

"Yes, I agree with you."

"Okay, Bia's gonna find a travel agent. Let all accommodation be taken care of! We don't have to dizzy heheheh!"

"The way is.!!", said lek Sarman smiling.

I've been looking for a travel agent for our tour. And I've dealt with the cost of all of you.

At ten o'clock in the evening, I'm collecting the kids.

"Sorry, mas-mas! I'm feeding you all here at this hour. You must be tired!"

They are heard but they always don't mind.

"So like this, Alhamdulillah our stalls are crowded. So...me..lek Sarman and Lek Dar his intention is to encourage all of you who have contributed significantly to the progress of our stalls for the holidays!"

Their voices are mutually exclusive. They seem very happy.

"Where is Bia's vacation? How many days?", asked one of them. Incidentally, there were twenty warung officers. Includes three cooks.

"Where do you want to go?", I asked.

"Where do you want to go for free, don't you!?"

They compact with each other to agree.

"How to go to Jakarta?", I asked.

The mood is getting boisterous. They seem very enthusiastic. For those who are used to the capital there may be nothing special about the city. Especially if you face traffic and heat! For those who have never been curious to know what it is like to be in the capital even if only for a short time. Mumpung the capital has not moved to the opposite island.

"When mba???"

"Tomorrow afternoon we leave. So, we're open for half a day tomorrow. Does anyone mind?"

"Agree mba!"

"You who are not married don't be envious? Especially for our married chefs, they can take their children and wives."

Wooohhh. After explaining everything, they disbanded.

"Sir, is that really all your money?", asked Lek Sarman.

"Really lek. Anyway, Bia money a lot hehehe... cocky!!!", I lotus myself.

Lek Sarman shook his head slowly.

You are this good nduk, kok yo is still in vain! Make your employees just do not love to waste money! Especially for your family! Try it when Alby was not rash, maybe they do not have to part like this! Inner lek Sarman.

Lek Sarman rubbed my head.

"Yo wes, yok break. Want to clean up?", asked Lek Sarman.

"Well, what do you want to do with Lek?"

"Perhaps want to bring that mountain backpack!", ledek Lek Dar.

"Hahaha.ga all the rich big suitcases want to be TKW! Only three days PP really, you want to bring how many clothes!"

The three of us went back to Lek Sarman's house. I only sleep at home occasionally. That too if you want.

Oh, aye. Mr. Bambang has officially proposed to my mother and stepfather. He and his extended family met both of my parents at Anton's home. Although symbolically, both of Febri's parents had proposed to me at Lek Sarman at that time.

And yes. the proposal, without attending the Febri mas of course who are still in the land of people.

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What about Silvy? The young mother was still in a coma. There was no sign that he would wake up. But his condition is still so-so.

Every day, Alby took the time to look at Silvy. His days were busy with the office, taking care of Nabil, and visiting Silvy. That's all!

Don't ask me what tired his young papa is like. Of course he's very tired! But he himself could not refuse it.

He was just trying to play the role he was playing. Although sometimes he wants to complain, complain, even despair. But back again, this was a trial he had to face.

For him, Nabil is now the one who is the encouragement of his life. I don't know, if there's no Nabil. Perhaps he had long given up on this kind of situation.

After the evening prayer, Alby looked at his son who was now three months old. The baby no longer sleeps in a box but in bed with Alby. The new papa always wanted to sleep while hugging his flesh and blood. Want to always standby every Nabil needs it.

Papa loves Nabil! Whisper while peeping his son's forehead.

The alarm on his phone sounded. Afraid of disturbing Nabil, Alby immediately took the phone.

There's a wedding anniversary with Bia. Bia must have made it first. Alby himself is a person who easily forgets to remember important dates. Let alone a wedding anniversary. A few months ago, Bia's birthday was not remembered at all.

'Neng, if we were still together. It's our first four years. But unfortunately, it's all over. We're done! May you also be happy with your choice. Aa happy for neng!'

Without Alby noticing, his eyes again condensed. I don't know, every time he remembers about Bia he's always been an easy guy to see.

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My phone's shaking. I felt it around my pillow. With a slight squint of my eyes, I saw the notification.

Huh! The fourth anniversary of my marriage to Alby!

I immediately removed it. I don't want to remember any of that anymore. It's all just the past. We're already on track with each other that can no longer be put together, maybe!

I was so sleepy, now I wake up. I just slept at eleven.

I finally decided to pray for the night.

After the evening prayer, I did not forget to pray and ask forgiveness for the almighty. I am just a person trying to fix me. Far from the word shalihah. Even as big as a belom at all.

I still can't keep my eyes on what's not a mahram and much more.

My clothes are as usual. Not yet se'syar'i ukhti-ukhti it. I'm still a sucker of faith.

But, there is no harm if I keep trying to change for the better.

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"You sure you don't want to tell the house guy? Especially Bia you know, Feb!", Seto said as he tidied up their belongings.

Yes, tomorrow morning they'll be back home. There is a change of members serving in this country.

And Amara? He's still here! The same handsome doctor may be!

"Be sure, I want a surprise!", said Febri confidently.

" Heum! That's so! I also have Naya kali Feb, but not rich Lo!", said Seto.

"Yes, that's Lo, not me. I can't be romantic rich Lo!"

"Make study!"

"It seems like Bia is my wife. Want the romantic rich how is also legal!"

"Lo was in a hurry to come back so he could marry Bia huh???!", ledek Seto.

"Hahaha that knows!"

"Ckkk.kasian Bia, must be in the same pile of widows who have been thirsty for a long time!" said Seto.

"Gue was depraved to, but that was before!", said Febri did not want to be quipped by his best friend.

"wasnya lecherous? If now???", ledek Seto again.

''Yes.it's still, but it's not as bad as it used to be hahaha!"

"Damn Lo! I thought Lo wasalam yesterday Feb!", said Seto.

"Lo doain I koid here is it?", Febri glared.

'' Patience woyyy...B only time."

"Lagian Lo said that!"

"Hehehe yes sorry! But..gue salute Lo, Lo survive for Bia right?"

"Heum, I've never been disappointed Bia. And for this second chance, I don't want to be disappointed Bia again. I want to be the reason for Bia to be happy!"

Seto patted his best friend's shoulder.

"Gue support Lo! Although there are also many mak-mak who are not willing to Lo same Bia!"

"Ishhh.all entitled happy times To. If the story is like this, mak-mak wants to be angry too...gimana???", Febri shrugged both shoulders.

"his power...You have to cut off Feb's ears!", said Seto.

"Haha, not me! But othornya! Let ga miss baper if read comment 😆😆😆 all will have the right to express an opinion. Must be appreciated dong! What about without them - they're the reader's, what does othor mean. right???"

"Hum! Sometimes you, you sometimes!", said Seto with a laugh.

Both of them also returned to packing activities so that tomorrow is neat to return to the homeland again.

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