
Soon Syila's phone rang again. It says 'Dad'. Shila hurriedly lifted him up.
''Honey, what are the nights you called Dad ?'' Ask Dad, I'm panicking.
Syila smiled, feeling the affection of my father who never knew the distance, time, and circumstances.
''Heii, who contacted who ? Let me see who made the call ?'' Dad laughed.
''Daddy's spoiled daughter. Now it's smart to turn the facts.'' Syilapun.
Syila felt thirsty, she called by walking towards the kitchen.
''What's the matter honey, how are you doing ? You still like making troublemakers no ?''
''Father, Syila swore, apart from Father and Mother, Syila did not dare to be a troublemaker.'' The laugh of jokes.
''Syila well Well here. Aunt Noah treated Syila like her own daughter. What about Mom and Dad ? Do you miss me ?''
Dika who happened to see Syila out of the room followed him secretly. She was curious as to who Syila was calling these nights, her face looking so happy.
''Of course, honey, we miss you all the time. This house feels like no occupants, very quiet. Especially with lemon tea with great love. I would love to drink it.'' Said Father.
''Mother's frying is also often intact, no one steals it, while Mother is still busy flipping other fried foods. What else with a sudden kiss while turning the fish. Mom misses him. Sangat.'' Connect Mother.
She laughed, but her eyes were crying. In a hurry he scoured it.
''Mom hasn't slept either, am I interrupting ?''
''Talk to your own child where there is disturbing dear ?? We're even happy. You became a lullaby to make our sleep better.'' Answer Mom again.
Unsatiated.. Syila was happy, hearing the longing words from her parents.
''Honey, the spirit. Take good care of yourself and your honor, too. Father and Mother are waiting for you to return with all your victories.'' Daddyh.
'I promise Well, Mom, I will make you not regret having given birth to me and raised me to what I am today.'
''Syila promise.'' His words are full of conviction.
Call ended. Syila was about to return to her room, after one apple she bit.
''Innalillahi..!!'' Syila said as she held onto her chest. And the other hand was ready to throw an apple.
''You !!!" With his surprise.
''Syila, it's your own fiancee. But it's like you're seeing a ghost.'' Said Dika sok sad, even though he deliberately. I don't know, he just felt happy when he was harassing Syila.
''You are intentionally ?'' Ask Syila full of questions. Dika just chuckles.
''Have I been sleepy, you also went to bed, tomorrow we should wake up early.''
***
Tomorrow. Syila woke up the earliest. He prepared Dika's dry clothes, which he washed last night. Then he ironed it. After that Syila made fried rice for breakfast.
After everything was done he went to clean his body and immediately prepared, he had to go to the office Dika used to go to campus, so the route this morning.
Today is Friday. Syila remembers her activities on campus later. Social service.
Syila wanted to deliver Dika's clothes, but the door was still closed.
Tok tock..
So many times he knocked on the door of the room, but still no answer.
Finally he opened the door slowly, ''When ? You're awake yet ?'' He said when the door opened a little.
'The bed is neat, ah probably taking a shower.'
When I left, the bathroom door opened.
Appears Dika who only uses a towel on her waist is also wet hair.
Syila immediately turned her back and closed her eyes with her hands.
''I don't see !'' Syila Reflek.
No less surprised, but after that he was ordinary. With Laura he was used to being bare-chested, especially with Syila, his future wife. How thought.
''Stop talking recklessly Dika. I'm here to make sure you're awake or haven't delivered your change of clothes, I've prepared in bed.'' Answer Syila. His ears are red.
''Ohh thank you.'' Said Dika right in Syila's ear, then blew it.
Getting such treatment Syila could not stand, there was a creeping on his body, but not the yam.
With a quick step Syila left Dika without saying any words.
Closing the door of Dika's room then leaned back by holding her chest and then touching her cheek.
'It's not good for my heart.'
''Sylvia !'' Syila was again surprised by Aunt Noah's call.
''You why ? Your face is flushed, you have a fever ?''
'Ah Auntie is hot but not a fever, I'm confused too'
''No Bi, just a little sultry, just finished preparing breakfast.'' Lying Syila.
''Then what are you doing here ?''
''Introducing Dika's clothes, Bi.''
***
Sampah in Dika's office, coinciding with Laura who was from wearing Dika's car.
''About..?'' His eyes sparkled, as if he was hitting the jackpot.
''Yes.'' Answer Dika.
''Here's your car key, thank you, if you don't lend it out I may be rained on, I have a greeting from Mom. You were asked to visit.'' Laura said in front of Syila and Dika.
''When I left, I left !'' Cut out Syila who somehow changed her mood instantly.
''Wait,'' Dika grabbed his wallet and then issued 10 pieces of red cash, ''For your snacks.''
Syila smiled as she took the money.
''Wahh thanks. I put in for social service, yes, later in the afternoon want to visit the orphanage. Campus events.'' Syila smiled sweetly, even to the point of making employees who passed her hit the pole, because of her focus on Syila.
It did not escape Laura's sight.
'Even he focused his gaze on this snot boy. And what was it, given money even for the social service of the campus. Stupid !'
Dika is proud, if other women are given money surely he will use it for his personal purposes, but Syila is not.
''As you go, don't get close to any man, take care of yourself.'' He rubbed Syila's head.
''When you see many of your subordinates who pay attention to your behavior. You're embarrassing me.''
''You don't know them Syila, why should you be ashamed ?''
''It's up to you, I'm leaving, and thank you for the money.'' Pamit Syila then left.
'When not giving a kiss ? I'm getting sure Dika doesn't really like Syila.'
***
On the campus, Syila was metting with the other members, discussing social service today.
The members are divided into several groups, each group will visit one of the orphanages, nursing homes, elementary schools, mosques or churches and homes of residents.
Each member is accompanied by 2 seniors.
Syila, Fanya is also their senior Sam and Rully one group as well as 3 others. They're going to visit the orphanage.
Since Syila and Fanya still had classes until noon, they left around 2.
The goods and money they will donate are none other than the masterpieces of members sold to the campus environment. The teachers participated.
Visiting activities will be done every Friday, once a month.
While other Fridays are used for masterpieces, trading or others that can make money.