I'm taking you off, Mas!

Andrea Wilson's

Just one day Yara and her family lived in the orphanage where Yara used to live.

Ms. Lydia and Mama Anggi have become more familiar since her mother-in-law came to the place the other day.

“Bu, sorry. Yara couldn't stay longer. But please have a tahlilan event for up to seven days here! For the cost, Yara will send it to mother as usual,”, Yara told Bu Lydia.

“Iya, Son. I will do what you ask,” said Ms. Lydia. Then the woman turned to Mama Anggi. “Are you sure you'll be home now? Why not stay here longer?” ask Miss Lydia.

Mama Anggi smiled. “Sorry, Miss Lydia. Next time, Erza's father is doing a lot of work. So I can not leave him,” replied Mama Anggi then switched to Yara. “Didn't Jakarta also be held tahlilan?” tanyakanya.

“InsyaAllah Yes, Mah,” replied Yara.

Both families said goodbye to return to Jakarta. It is still clear the sadness that is seen after the loss of his beloved person. Roni, Papa Rio's former assistant was also farewell to everyone. The distance she currently lives is not that far from there.

“Fa, I'm sorry I can't come to Jakarta anymore. What you asked for has been resolved. Just waiting for the process. If there is anything can contact me again, later,” said Roni when delivering Syafa and others to the airport.

“Thank you for the help, Mas Roni. Sorry I always bother you,” said Syafa while bowing his head to Roni.

Roni could only smile back at Syafa's words. There was a sense of heaviness when parting with the woman. Roni realized he was still unable to enter into Syafa's life. Especially at this time, Syafa seems to close himself from anyone. The events that Syafa experienced in a little bit made Shafa's attitude change. There was no more of Syafa's spoiled nature to him. Roni can only deliver to the airport. The hand of the lamba witnessed Roni's farewell to the woman whose name was still in his heart.

‘May you be happy, Fa. I wish you all the best.’

Inner Roni who looked at Syafa from a distance until the woman disappeared from her sight entered the boarding pass area.

The journey from Mojokerto - Jakarta does not feel it has been passed. Two cars were waiting outside the airport. Mama Anggi and Papa Rangga decided to return home in a different car. Erza, Yara, Syafa, and Dhiya were in the same car. The two cars split up on the way.

The car he was riding with Yara and the others arrived in front of the Wirawan family housing complex. The luxurious house owned by his late father was different from usual. Plastered flower boards with mourning are plastered along the road to the house. The sense of loss back felt.

Yara heaved a heavy sigh as she looked at the myriad of greeting boards. One by one the passengers in the car got out as they arrived at the terrace of the house. They went straight into the house.

An old woman walked over when she learned of her employer's arrival. He was polite to welcome them.

“Goodnight, Miss,” said Bi Tum who welcomed their arrival.

“Night, Bi,” say Yara and Syafa together.

“Aibi hasn't slept?” ask Syafa.

The woman just shook her head in reply. “Aunti awaits your return. Aunty has also prepared dinner,” said Bi Tum.

“Thank you, Bi. Auntie better get some rest. Later we eat ko,” continued Yara.

“But--,” greeting Bi Tum cut off quickly by Syafa.

“Truely said Yara, should aunt rest!” timpal Syafa's.

Finally Bi Tum followed Syafa's words. The old woman passed from before all.

“Come, Brother! Rest first! You must be tired,” take Yara to Dhiya. The little boy also nodded following the order of his mother.

“Loh, Dhiya does not sleep with mamih?” ask Syafa.

Dhiya shook his head slowly. “You are the same mother,” Dhiya replied.

“Ya already then, mamih also want to clean first.” Syafa shuffled slowly Dhiya's hair then turned to Yara. “You too, Ra. After cleaning, we better eat first. Remember you are pregnant must eat a lot so that my nephew's nutrition is fulfilled,” Syafa said while rubbing slowly distended stomach Yara.

A smile was engraved on the lips of the pregnant mother. “We eat together later, it's better. Mba Syafa has not eaten yet, right?”

Syafa nodded slowly. “Yes, we eat together after cleaning ourselves,” Syafa replied while circulating his gaze looking for the whereabouts of the husband of his sister. “Erza, Where?” Shafa continued to ask.

“Mas Erza says phone first.”

“Kalai as soon as I first yes,” pampitnya on Yara then switch on Dhiya. “Mamih first yes,” Syafa told Dhiya.

The girl nodded in answer. Yara and Dhiya also stepped towards her room. While waiting for Erza to return to the room. Yara waited for Dhiya to clean herself in the bathroom. The pregnant woman also did not forget to prepare a change of clothes for Erza, her husband.

“Why is Erza so long? Is there anything important he's talking about?” yara muttered alone. Because Erza hasn't been back since she told him to take the call.

“Mother, please help dry my hair,” pinta Dhiya who just came out of the bathroom.

“Ah, yes. Dear. For a moment, you take the hairdryer first,” Yara walks to her dressing table and then picks up the needed items. Slowly and gently, Yara dried Dhiya's wet hair with a hairdryer in Yara's hand. The long jet-black hair quickly dried up. Erza soon entered the room.

The man smiled as he saw Yara and Dhiya were in the room. Erza walked up to them.

“Eum, scented once princess papa.” Erza kissed Dhiya's head.

“Iya, dong ‘kan out shower,” said Dhiya proudly.

Erza turned to Yara. “Mother also scented.” Erza continued to kiss the head of Yara.

“Apaan mommy hasn't showered yet, Pah!” serobot Dhiya told me.

“Really? Fragrant too huh?” canda Erza while embracing the body of Yara who stood behind Dhiya's body.

“That's a papa mah who's the same mother,” chirps Dhiya and get the weirdness of Erza.

“How not to try. Not just bathing your mother is already fragrant and beautiful like this. Especially if taking a shower,” seduces Erza while kissing Yara's cheek in front of Dhiya. The girl rolled her eyes. I felt sad about Erza's words. Even so, there was a sense of pleasure in Dhiya seeing the happiness of his mother.

“You guys when to eat?” ask Syafa who looks fresh has cleaned up. “Loh, not yet on the bath?” Syafa looked in wonder at Yara.

“So Dhiya first took a shower so now replace me who took a shower, Mba. If Mba Syafa wants to eat first, no papa ko,” said Yara.

Syafa just nodded in response.

“Just me, Mih. I'm with mamih. Here denger papa bucin sama mother, bosen,” ledek Dhiya while glancing towards Erza. The boy walked up to Shafa who was in the doorway.

The man who was being teased by Dhiya could only grin.

“Ya already then. Me and Dhiya first, yes,” Syafa said.

“Ya, later we follow,” connect Yara.

The door of the room was closed Syafa and Dhiya went first to the restaurant. Yara and Erza take turns to take a bath. After bathing the couple quickly followed Syafa and Dhiya who were waiting for them to have dinner together. Finally one family had dinner solemnly. During the fourth meal does not talk much so that eating activities take place quickly.

Shafa who finished his meal first said goodbye to Erza and Yara to immediately rest. Because Syafa felt tired because of the long journey they had gone through earlier. And so is Dhiya. The girl had also just finished her meal. And Dhiya again chose to sleep with Syafa.

“Mother, I'm done eating. I want to sleep with Mamih again, yes?” Dhiya.

“Loh, he said he wanted to be the same mother,” reply Yara.

Dhiya shook her head in reply. “Nggak ah, same Mamih aja, pity Mamih himself,” Said Dhiya make Shafa who was about to leave the dining table directly walk near the child.

“Ah, you know. Mamih can not sleep alone,” Syafa said while embracing Dhiya and then unite his head with Dhiya.

“You guys are okay I stay? We both went to the room first,” Syafa said.

“Ya please, Mba. You and Dhiya must be cape. I'm the same Mas Erza also finished eating want to immediately rest,” said Yara.

“Ya already then. We first yes,” said Syafa then switched to Dhiya. “Come, Honey!” take him to Dhiya. The girl nodded her head. Then switch sides with Yara and Erza.

“Dhiya rest first yes, Mah, Pah,” said Dhiya while standing and walking closer to Yara. Don't forget to kiss that round cheek. And Erza too.

The atmosphere felt lonely at the dining table. Dinner was over. Erza and Yara were both there. Yara felt that there was something Erza was hiding from her. It was not usual for her husband to be silent after receiving the call. Erza usually goes straight to tell me who she's talking to and what they're talking about. Now just silence doesn't tell Yara.

Yara looked at the confused look on her husband. Don't want to have bad thoughts. Yara decided to ask herself what happened.

“Mas, why?” ask Yara to Erza.

“Why what, Honey? Mas not why - napa ko,” says Erza.

Yara smiled. The woman quickly stood up to her husband. “Don't ever cover something from me, Mas!”

“Huh,” Erza breathes heavily. As much as possible cover it from Yara but still the feeling of a wife must be right.

“I have to return to Switzerland immediately. One of my business partners does not accept that the ongoing project is being represented by my secretary,” Erza exclaimed. The man finally revealed what he was talking about with his secretary on the phone earlier.

“Which project, Mas?” ask Yara.

“The project I told you about. Project that Mr. Dimar bestowed on his daughter.”

“Oh, yes I remember that, Mas. That ‘kan important projects.”

“Means I'm confused should how?” Erza looked to be twitching her forehead slowly.

“Why confused? We will return to Switzerland,” said Yara and immediately make Erza look up at him. The man quickly stood up from his seat.

“You sure you'll come back with me to Switzerland, honey?” ask Erza. Today the couple are facing each other.

“Yakin, Mom. I'll go wherever you go. I won't leave you alone there.”

“How about Dhiya and Your Content? I'm afraid you guys are tired and disappointed to be in Indonesia just for a moment.”

“I'm even sadder and can't be quiet parting with you, Mas.”

Yara's speech made the mimic of Erza's face change instantly. A smile came from the man's face.

“I can't part with you either, dear. That's why I feel confused when I go back to Switzerland and there's no you by my side.” Erza looked at Yara with a smile. Then spread out her hands for Yara to embrace her.

Without saying much more, Yara scattered herself in Erza's arms. “Take me and Dhiya wherever you go, Mas,” Yara said between her arms with Erza.

“Definitely, dear,” said Erza who immediately kissed the head of his wife.

In other countries, in Switzerland. A woman smiled happily as communication with her business opponent ended. A little bluff makes his business opponents worried.

“I'll see the guy again. In fact, this job is no problem at all. I just want to do it with him. His determination and his way of working made me want to always be with him. Mr. Erza we will meet again,” said Andrea with a sly smile on his face. The woman did not care about Erza's already married status. Andrea Wilson would never give up if she wanted something.

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To Be continued