I'm taking you off, Mas!

A Shadow Crossed In His Memory

Syafa immediately contacted his father when he also found Afkar in Yara's room. Shafa revealed the sadness that was in his heart. "Syafa is scared, Pah! Shafa doesn't want to lose Mas Afkar Syafa so much in love with him, Pah!" Said Syafa in his sad voice. He spoke to Papa Rio from across the phone.

"Don't cry, I'll think about it!" Reply Papa Rio.

"Thank you, Pah. Papa always understood Syafa. I hung up, yeah. See you tomorrow. Papa's coming here, isn't he?" Yara continued while asking.

"Will papa try. Don't forget, tomorrow is the time for Afkar to start his work. Don't disappoint papa? Prove to papa that your husband deserves this trust. Being the leader of several subsidiary companies owned by papa," said Papa Rio firmly.

"Yes, Pah. Syafa believes Mas Afkar can certainly lead the textile subsidiary. Shafa's sure!" Syafa.

"Well then don't be sad. Papa will make a calculation on Afkar if you are still sad," said Papa Rio.

"Yes, Pah. See you tomorrow. Love you, Pah?"

"Love you to, baby!

The phone connection was also cut off. Syafa saw the clock on the wall of his room for almost an hour before he communicated with his papa but Afkar did not return to the room.

"Is Mas Afkar tonight with Yara?" muttered Syafa with uneasy feeling not careless. She used to sleep with Afkar. Is he able not to hug Afkar last night.

Syafa looks restless and erratic. Shafa stood up, he walked towards the door and slightly tilted his head towards Yara's room which was located downstairs.

"Am I going there, asking Mas Afkar where you want to sleep?" Syafa paced back and forth, waiting for Afkar outside the room and then chose to go back into his room.

Down there a pair of eyes looked up to the second floor. The woman saw her beloved daughter-in-law looking agitated. The look in his eyes was immediately fixed on the room Yara was in.

"Is Afkar in Yara's room? Ah, I'm not gonna let that." Ms. Nuri immediately walked towards that room.

In Yara's room, Bu Nuri walked slowly when she saw the door of the room open. The woman heard Afkar talking to Yara. Currently, the position of the two is no longer hugging but sitting side by side on the long sofa in the room.

"I'm not going to forbid you from trying to remind me of the past, just that I'm asking you to understand it. Right now I'm so dependent on Syafa. Not just about the material. But also comfort, I'm sorry I'm more comfortable with Syafa this time. Because we've always been together."

"I understand, Mas. I'm not gonna get in the way of that. I've only ever asked, never mess with Syafa if there's me" Yara said.

"I'll do it" Afkar replied.

"Ehm ...." Deheman Bu Nuri made Afkar and Yara turn to the source of the voice.

"You want to sleep with Yara, Kar?" Ask Bu Nuri.

Afkar shook his head slowly. The man was confused who he would sleep with.

"Go Mas! Mba Syafa must be waiting for you, ", said Yara.

"But---”

"I'm not pa-pa," Yara nodded reassuringly to Afkar.

Getting a reply from Yara, Afkar immediately returned to Shafa's room.Last time he turned to confirm Yara's words. A nod from Yara made Afkar keep his feet out of the room.

Bu Nuri quickly approached Yara as Afkar climbed the stairs.

"Ra, you should have better understood the circumstances. Don't always urge Afkar to remember you. Shafa must be sad, because all this time he has been bad at caring for Afkar, ' said Bu Nuri.

"I never forced Mas Afkar to remember me, Mom!" elak Yara's.

"Ah, you are often now refuting my mother's words. I don't want to see Afkar why - napa for thinking too hard to remember his past!"

"Bus ... Yara also did not want anything else to happen with Mas Afkar. Yara also wants Mas Afkar to recover and remember me again" continued Yara.

The woman who had given birth to Afkar put on her upset face. He just left in front of Yara.

"I hope Afkar doesn't remember you anymore, Ra. It's better to be like this," said Bu Nuri slowly as she passed from there.

But Yara heard that. He breathed heavily.

'Why don't you think I exist at all, Mom! I still don't understand, I hate that much 'mom with me. Your son-in-law who has nothing is.'

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In the morning, Yara was busy in the kitchen with the servants there. At first the waiters forbade Yara to cook. But Yara was sure starting from the cuisine she would make Afkar to remember her.

"Well, it turns out Mrs Yara is good at cooking, huh?" praise one of the servants.

Yara was assisted by two waiters while cooking this morning.

Yara just smiled hearing the praise for her. Then finish his last meal.

"Why should it be divided in two, Nyah?" Ask the other waiter.

"This is for those of you who helped me cook!" Answer Yara. "One more time, don't call me madam. Your mistress is Shafa. Just call me Yara" continued Yara.

"But said Mistress Syafa--" the servant's remark was cut off just like that when he saw Yara shaking her head.

"Mrs Syafa is angry with us" said another servant.

"Then call me like your mistress ordered when in her presence. But if it's like this, just call my name!" yara Proposal.

"Can that be?" The first servant spoke to make sure.

"That's all you can do" Chirps Yara.

The three of them laughed together.

Yara's first interaction with the people in Syafa's house looks friendly and close.

All the dishes are on the dining table. The aroma of cooking is so appetizing. Afkar and Syafa who were neatly dressed in their work clothes walked into the dining room.

"Well, what are you doing, Ra?" Syafa asked as he saw Yara preparing a drink for Afkar. Then spread his eyes out on the dining table. Syafa saw some of the cuisine already served there.

Afkar was silent and didn't say much. The man sat down on the bench.

"You cook?" Ask Syafa.

Yara nodded slowly. "Yes, Mba."

"You don't have to bother, there's a waiter who cooks" Syafa said.

"I'm used to cooking, Mba," answered Yara briefly then placed a glass of tea pull in front of Afkar.

"What's this?" Afkar asked confusedly as Yara placed the glass before him.

"Tea pull hot! Hot tea mixed milk white. It's your favorite, Mas. I'm also your favorite food. I want to go to work, right?" Yara asked and Afkar nodded slowly in response. "Let me get the rice." Yara painstakingly served Afkar. Then move on to Shafa. "Mba Shafa want me to get you some food?" Yara offered herself.

"G ... Not necessary. Let me just take it myself, Ra. Thank you." Thank you."

Soon Bu Nuri and Mr. Setyo joined. The middle-aged woman immediately sat down by Syafa's side. He looked at his favorite son-in-law who was enjoying his meal.

"Why eat so little, Fa?" Ask Bu Nuri.

"I'm not eating, Mom!"

"Eating regularly do not let you get sick," said Bu Nuri who is very attentive to Syafa.

Yara greeted Mr. Setyo who had just come and it was joined at the dining table.

"After, Sir!" Sapa Yara was friendly while rubbing Mr. Setyo's hand slowly.

"Ma.. gi ... " Setyo replied in a stammering voice.

"Rpa ... Yara has made porridge for you, Yara will get it for a while!" Yara passed from in front of Mr. Setyo towards the kitchen. He soon returned with a bowl of porridge in his hand.

Mr. Setyo developed a smile when he saw Yara coming back.

"Yara's a bribe yes, sir." Yara was about to feed Setyo. But Afkar's question stopped his movement.

"Why don't you eat?" Ask Afkar.

"Finished feeding father, I ate Mas!" Sahut Yara and carefully Yara feed Pak Setyo.

Afkar sees Yara's kind and gentle treatment of her parents. He pulled the corner of his lips. Then continue eating.

Afkar is so good at eating. In fact he asked Syafa to get a balado squid and a kale light oseng.

"Mas, do you like Calamari balado?" Ask Syafa and get a nod from Afkar.

"Yes, I really like it. Yara's cooking was delicious, I loved it! Even at work, I chose to be brought by him instead of buying at other food stalls!" Afkar. He is not aware of what he is saying.

Prangs...

The spoon that Yara held fell down instantly as she heard Afkar's narration. Likewise with Syafa, the woman who had just put the kale on Afkar's plate was immediately silent, after Afkar spoke.

"You remember your habits, Mom?" Ask Yara in disbelief. Glad, that feeling was what Yara was feeling at the moment. His belief was correct, that Afkar would remember something after having tasted his cooking. Because her husband was very dependent on the cuisine that Yara cooked. During their marriage, Afkar never missed any food outside other than eating the food that Yara cooked. Only occasionally while on vacation, even then must be with Yara and Dhiya.

Afkar could not answer Yara's question but a shadow as he ate with a laugh with a woman flashed in his memory.

This was the beginning of Yara's struggle for her husband. Seeing Afkar's reaction to his cooking. Yara is convinced slowly that the lost memories will return.

Yara turned to Setyo, the middle-aged man smiled with Afkar's reaction to Yara.

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