
Rashid waits for Ayu to drop out of her class, in the schoolyard. He plays hape. As always, surf in the virtual world. After that he failed to meet his friend who he said he wanted to give business capital for him.
Though Rashid has dreamed of having a cafe even though small. Later he will use his children so that he does not need to pay employees to manage it.
Moreover, Laras, he was a child who was basically diligent. And also no school, so can wait for a cafe all day.
Rashid is not desperate, he keeps trying to contact his old school friend first. By having a cafe that will be managed by his children, he does not need to run again looking for money for their needs.
"Sir, fifth graders haven't come out yet?" ask a young woman to Rashid.
Rashid turned his head and was amazed by the appearance of the young lady. Pretty and very attractive in Rashid's eyes.
"Yet....Ma'am," Rashid replied as he continued to admire the beauty of the woman inwardly.
Where's this angel from? This time Rashid met. Though every day Rashid hangs out in the schoolyard waiting for Ayu to go home from school.
"Yes a tumben, sir? Are there any additional lessons?" ask the woman again.
"Know...Ma'am. My fifth grade son too?" ask Rashid.
"Yes, sir" he answered.
"Oh. I just saw Mom" said Rashid.
"Typically my sister picked me up. Starting today, he can no longer. Already moved work out of town."
"Oh. Pantes I just saw this beautiful Mother," said Rashid without saying stale.
"Ah, this father could have been," answered the woman blushing in embarrassment. His face immediately blushed.
"really. Don't you realize that Mom is beautiful?" Rashid started teasing him.
"No, Sir. I'm ordinary." The woman took her hape from the bag and pretended to be busy. He was hiding his nervousness.
"Usually beautiful women are always humble. But yes, it's getting pretty. What's your son's name?" ask Rashid.
"Love, Sir. What is your son's name?" ask the woman.
"My son Ayu, Mother. But still this mother. What's your name, if you may know?" Rashid started shooting his bullets.
"I Train, Sir."
"Radise. Very nice name." Rashid extended his hand. Hoping that Ratih would accept his hand.
And Rashid's hope was not in vain. Ratih shook Rashid's hand which was immediately grasped tightly by Rashid.
"I'm Rashid, Mom. Single parent with three girls. Ayu is the most bontot." Rashid explained without being asked.
Train immediately pulled his hand because it was not good to see the other picker.
"I'm also a single parent, sir. But my son is only one, Sinta," said Ratih. I don't know why he opened his identity to someone he just knew.
"Well, that means we are a match, ma'am," said Rashid kepedean.
"What does Mr Rashid mean?" Ratih scrunched his forehead.
"Oh, sorry. I mean we're both single parents." Rashid used his words earlier.
"But if we are a match, I also do not refuse. Seriously." Rashid's eyes stared intently at the face of Ratih who immediately lowered his gaze.
"Subhanallah. Your eyes are beautiful, Ratih. You don't give your eyes" said Rashid.
Train is getting blushed. Rarely a man who to the point like this Rashid.
Although much older and stocky, Rashid has charm from his dominant middle eastern facial line. They are of Arab descent. Though far away his arab blood from Rashid.
"Can I just call you Train? Looks like your age is way below me."
"May, sir," replied Ratih.
"Yes, sorry, Mas Rashid," said Ratih.
"Radise. Rashids. It fits our name, Ratih. You want to be friends with me?" ask Rashid.
Train smile. The smile that made Rashid flounder. This time it was not only a pseudo desire, but Rashid was completely blown away.
Unlike his relationship with Lili, Wulan or Reisya which is only limited to channeling his maleness. And of course looking for material benefits.
Although in reality, what Rashid got was only cool women who acted rich.
Ratih. Rashid's heart immediately flowered. This time Rashid fell in love at first sight.
"May I have your whatsapp number? Let's just exchange news." Rashid began to me-me.
Ratih directly mentions his whatsapp number without thinking long. I don't know what attraction makes Ratih just obey Rashid.
Rashid immediately kept the Ratih number by the name of Ratih love. Just met. Basic Rashid predator woman.
"I'm ping ya. And please keep my number." Rashid instead pings, but gives a heart-pounding emot.
"Ih, what's an emot? He said ping?" ask Ratih timidly.
"My heart is no longer ping. But a burning red looks at you, Ratih, "Rasyid replied.
"Rubby, uh. Just met, too," said Ratih.
"Kok gumbal anyway. This is called love at first sigh, if not wrong. Love at first sight" answered Rashid honestly.
Yes, this time Rashid was honest. He was so fascinated with the coach. Although actually the face of Ratih is quite ordinary. His skin is brown. Not as white as a beautiful woman.
Height and weight are not ideal. In fact, it is arguably short, only one hundred and fifties only. Not tall slim like a model.
Her makeup is thin, not as cement as women her age to cover up the shortcomings on their faces.
Fifth graders dropped out of their classes. They searched each other for pickups. Including Ayu and Sinta.
"Mama...." Sinta immediately ran and hugged Ratih. Ratih greeted him with a close embrace.
"Kok Mama picked it up? Where is Surya?" ask Sinta.
"Om Surya has moved on duty. So starting today, Mama picked up Sinta," replied Ratih.
"Yes, Ma. Let's go home, Ma. Sinta was already hungry," asked Sinta without caring about Ayu and Rashid who were staring at her interaction with Ratih.
"Owalaah. My mom's son is hungry, right? Poor thing...Let's go up." Sinta went straight to the bike.
He looked at Rashid.
"I'm first, Mas. The request has been laper he said," said Ratih.
"Yes....Ja. Be careful, honey," said Rashid with a big smile.
Ratih immediately put his bike forward leaving Rashid and Ayu still staring at them.
"Nob yes Well if you have a mother. Want to eat stay said. And it must have been delicious masakin," said Ayu sadly.
Rashid stroked Ayu's head covered in a veil.
"Let's find you a new mama. I promise," said Rashid. In his heart also felt guilty for often ignoring the eating needs of his children.
"Where are you looking, Dad?" ask Ayu innocently.
Rashid looked at Ayu's face which was already a little pale from holding back the hunger.
"Here" answered Rashid.
Ayu looked at Rashid not understanding. Then look to the right and to the left. There was no mother around him.