I'm taking you off, Mas!

Dhiya Lost

The bell home from school has rung. One by one the children in Al Basri kindergarten have been invited by their parents. Except for Dhiya, a 5-year-old girl who was still sitting while swinging her legs in the seat right in front of her class.

"Dhiya hasn't been picked up yet?" Ask one of the teachers at the kindergarten school.

Dhiya just shook his head slowly. "No, Mom!" Dhiya Sahut.

"If you haven't been picked up, wait till you come, yeah! Don't go anywhere. Teacher's mommy's going to the room first, for a second! All right, just call your mamaih."

Dhiya nodded slowly. Then patiently waiting for someone to wait for him.

Lucky for Yara. The daughter from her marriage to Afkar was not fussy because of their separation. It was just that many attitude changes Dhiya had experienced. The boy became more quiet. Dhiya also held back more.

Until time passed until he had more hours. The teacher who told Syafa only reported through a short message not by calling him. The teacher did not know that the situation in Syafa's house was in a panic. So that the teacher did not check the message he sent was read or not by Syafa.

"Why did Mamih pick her up?" muttered Dhiya felt impatient waiting for himself in front of the school.

Feeling bored, Dhiya walked slowly towards the school gate. He saw a group of people across the street watching a monkey mask show. Dhiya Sumringah's face upon seeing that. For a long time he had not witnessed the attractions of the little monkey that much behavior. Dhiya also walked to follow where the monkey mask went.

No one saw Dhiya coming out of the school gate. The security guard who was usually on guard did not realize that Dhiya was out of school.

"Where's Dhiya?" The teacher who was reprimanding Dhiya came out of the room and did not see the existence of the little boy. Then walk to the security guard to ask. The teacher did not want the school where he taught was considered to be teledor because he ignored his students.

"Surveyard saw this little boy sitting on the bench?" Ask the teacher to the security guard.

"Oh, sorry, teacher. I just got back from the toilet so I don't see any kids sitting there?" answer the security guard.

"Maybe it's been picked up time huh?" thought the teacher. He also returned to his room.

The Harapan Jaya Hospital.

In front of the hospital's ER room, two women of different ages look anxious waiting for news from doctors who are working to save Mr. Setyo's life.

the health of Syafa's father-in-law and Yara's former in-laws has deteriorated since he learned of the divorce between Afkar and Yara.

"Fa, have you contacted Afkar? From yesterday you saw she didn't come home?" Bu Nuri asked curiously.

Syafa did not tell about the problems that occurred in the cafe yesterday in Bu Nuri. He did not want the domestic chaos was smelled by his mother-in-law.

"Mas Afkar's number is off, ma'am! Mas Afkar is working out of town" Syafa replied. The woman had to lie to Ms. Nuri.

"Tumben's not really saying goodbye to mom?"

"Mom slept last night. So Mas Mas Afkar didn't want to wake me up!" Finish saying Syafa remembered that time has shown hours out of school. The woman immediately reached into the cell phone in her bag.

Shafa is surprised when Dhiya's teacher sends him a short message telling him that Dhiya has left his class.

Syafa immediately contacted the teacher. Previously the woman paid a moment to Bu Nuri.

"Mom, I'll be out for a minute. I forgot that Dhiya is out of class."

Bu Nuri just nodded her head slowly the old woman still looked anxious and worried about her husband's situation in the ER room.

Shortly Syafa's phone connection to Dhiya's teaching teacher was connected.

"Good day, Miss Syafa. Can I help you?" Greet someone from across the phone who is Dhiya's teacher at kindergarten school.

"Mom Fitri, please! If Dhiya is out of class, tell him to wait! My driver will be there to pick me up. I am in the hospital!" Syafa.

His words made Bu Fitri furrow his eyebrows. Bu Fitri thought that a Dhiya had been picked up by his parents because the child was not in front of his class.

"Loh, hasn't Dhiya been picked up yet, Mom? He was in front of the class. And I had my mother's son wait there because I had to keep the teaching equipment in the teacher's room. And when I came back to Dhiya. The mother's son was no longer in front of the class." Bu Fitri explained in detail, he did not want to be wrong in speaking.

"What's? Dhiya does not exist! What the hell is this mom? Should have waited until someone picked me up!" Snappy Syafa. The woman looked very worried. "Where are you going, son!"

At that time, Syafa immediately contacted Afkar. The woman wished her husband, activating his phone this time.

Syafa is getting upset with Afkar. His phone is still inactive. Syafa tries to contact Afkar's assistant at the office.

Lucky for the woman, slim Miko can be contacted.

"Good day, Miss Syafa!" Sapa Niko from across the phone.

"I happened to be in the office, Mom! What's up, huh?" sahut Miko curious.

"Did Mas Afkar come to the office today?' Ask Syafa again.

"It doesn't seem like it yet, Mom. This morning Pak familiar went straight to the meeting building in Kedoya area, but he had informed me that he was there. Once the event is over it will probably go straight to the office. Maybe there's something I can help you with, Mom?"

"Please tell him. Call me immediately!" Syafa's word was firmly on Miko.

"Ready, Mom!" miko Sahut.

after the phone connection was cut off Syafa let out a heavy sigh. Women who are 4 months pregnant are confused about what to do.

Inside there Bu Nuri is waiting for Mr. Setyo who is increasingly critical. While outside, Syafa must get news of his disappearance from school. Though only 2 months ago, the child was taking lessons in kindergarten.

"What should I do now?" Thought Syafa. "Yara, yes ... He should know the news of Dhiya's disappearance." Syafa immediately contacted Yara. But unfortunately has several times tried to contact Yara number.

"Why are people difficult to contact today?" Dengus Syafa was upset. Today he has to make his own decision.

"Mr ... I need your help this time. Although today is still disappointed but I'm sure that he can help me." Syafa finally wanted to contact Mr. Rio. Previously, the woman also felt disappointed with her papa. Because Syafa feels lied about Afkar's identity. If Shafa knew Afkar was married. She won't approve of her marriage to Afkar, just yet.

The Afkar office.

A woman in such minimal clothing entered the room of Afkar without permission first to Miko.

"Wait on! Mr. Afkar is not in place. You also have to make an appointment first if you want to meet with him." Miko prevented Alecia from entering the room.

"I've made a personal appointment with Afkar!" Alecia.

"Don't joke, Miss! All Mr. Afkar's meetings with anyone have to go through me first." Miko did not believe Alecia's words.

The woman did not seem to care about Miko's words.

He continued to force his way into Afkar's room.

Not long ago. Afkar arrived at his office. The man moved his feet quickly. Anger still controls itself. His frustration with Erza has not subsided. Afkar was not defeated by his rivals.

Afkar doesn't realize someone who's following him is reporting his whereabouts to someone.

"He's in his office, sir!" Say someone to Rio.

"Good work" said Mr. Rio proudly.

After gaining the existence of Afkar. Mr. Rio immediately went towards his daughter-in-law's office.

"I will teach him a lesson for having dared to play with fire behind my daughter!" Frightened Mr. Rio while clenching his hand. Mr. Rio wants to meet with Afkar immediately. He was eager to teach his son-in-law a lesson.

The ongoing debate between Alecia and Miko is still ongoing.

"What's this?" reprimanding Afkar firmly. then turned to look at Alecia. "What are you doing here? I told you never to come to my office!" afkar Sentak.

Alecia immediately pulled Afkar into the room in front of her.

"Don't accept guests, whoever it is!" Afkar's orders were firm with sharp eye beads. The man commemorates Miko as she and Alecia enter his study.

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To be Continued

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