Laila Bodyguard Surveyed

18. Haris Ustadz

Morning, the morning,

Laila's face looks excited, she put on her shoes, kissed the hands of father and mother while saying goodbye. "You want to go to work?" ask mother. "No Bun, I want to go to school" said Laila.

Laila rushed to the study along with Adel who was already waiting for her on the road. Adel happened to be not working, they also went to the Al ikhlas mosque where Haris preached.

The atmosphere of study seemed crowded among mothers, only a few young girls there. Laila looked forward to the preaching of Haris.

Suddenly his phone rang, which turned out to be a call from the boss. His heart was a little bad picking up the phone. "Assalamualaikum boss," said Laila on the phone.

"Waalaikumussalam, why haven't you come, come here quickly, it's already half ten" Arga ordered.

"That's the boss, it's Sunday, I have a Sunday off, as agreed from the beginning" protested Laila.

"No holiday, I never told you to take a Sunday off, you think I would be safe on Sunday? and you think criminals are going on Sunday off? no kan! come here quickly!" firmly Arga raised his tone on the phone.

"Getting down the nature of her nyebelin," inner Laila was upset.

Laila hurriedly turned off the phone and disabled her HP.

It was time for Ustadz Haris to be invited to deliver his preaching. Laila's eyes were fixed forward, looking at the ustadz she had once admired so much. Laila listened to tausiah from ustadz to the end.

The study was over, now Laila and Adel rushed home, but actually Laila still wanted to say hello to ustadz Haris.

"Why stop? you still want to see Haris, don't tell me you still like him?" Adel looked into Laila's eyes.

Laila just looked down as if she agreed with Adel's words.

"Oh Laila, if the situation is like this, like it's hard, he's famous, it will be.."

"Yes I know, I understand, I also did not expect," said Laila cut off Adel's conversation.

Laila and Adel walked back,

"Wait!" the voice of someone calling from behind. Laila and Adel turned, it turned out to be Haris.

Laila's eyes were surprised to see Haris stopping her steps. The view in front of him was so beautiful that he could not close his eyes.

"Laila! Adel!" haris looked at his two old friends.

"Well, we really did not expect, now that you are ustadz sir, we think you will not know us again" said Adel.

"Thank God I still remember, thank you for coming here" Haris said.

"Yes together" answered Laila, smiling behind her veil.

"Laila who now turns out to have veiled yes, Alhamdulillah, there are many changes," said Haris.

"Yes Alhamdulillah," said Adel while looking at Laila, he understood very well at this time Laila must be very happy.

"oh yes, I go first, because today I have another schedule, Assalamualaikum," said Haris and then stepped away.

Although it was only a momentary meeting, Laila was very happy to be able to talk to the man she had long admired.

***

Arga looked at the cynical Laila who was standing before him.

"Good yeah! you're five hours late" muttered Arga while drinking tea in the living room.

"Respecting boss Arga! I have the right to take a Sunday off, why the boss even told me to come here, I should now rest, and yet here there are no criminals" Laila protested to Arga's boss, his face is sour.

"Still complaining again, already there masakin me food, I have not eaten this morning, you really long," said Arga.

Laila wanted to protest again but she knew there would be no point in fighting the stubborn boss, while she still needed a fee for her sister.

***

While cooking Laila grumbles herself in the kitchen, venting her frustration at her arbitrary boss.

"I've been like Cinderella who was treated harshly by her stepmother, yes she is suitable to be a stepmother, presumably for mercy, obviously this is Sunday, does she not have a calendar? I haven't even washed my clothes, I've been told to come here, if it wasn't for me needing money, maybe I wouldn't want to be her bodyguard, after all, bodyguard, how to cook anyway, it's not clear, '" Laila grumbled out her frustration.

"Ehem, at least if you want to vilify me, do not let my ears sound," said Arga who turned out to stand behind Laila.

"Astaghfirullah.die me! " inner Laila, worried that Arga heard everything.

"Sorry boss, I was just.it's just acting practice, who knows I could be an advertising star," Laila evaded.

"Just have the laundry wash your clothes, I pay, if I need all your needs I bear," Arga said as if annoyed at Laila's remarks earlier.

"No need to bother the boss," said Laila and hurriedly finished his cooking.

The dish was listed on the dining table, Arga immediately ate it because he had not eaten since this morning.

"Choop here! you eat, "let Arga tell Laila,

"No boss, no boss" said Laila and went to the living room.

Suddenly a crying voice rang out in Laila's ears. The sound came from the direction of Bu Ranti's room. Laila hurried to Bu Ranti's room to check her condition.

"Mother why?" asked Laila who went straight in because the door was open.

"Sit down I need a storymate" said Miss Ranti tearfully. Laila sat next to Ranti on the bed.

Ms. Ranti cried hysterically while saying, "Laila, after he married another woman he was not satisfied as well, he always tried to take Arga's heart, especially now that Arga company has advanced, you know, the brash man invited my son to dinner with him and his second wife, yes, no one will understand how I feel" Ms Ranti complained to Laila.

Laila doesn't know how to comfort Ms. Ranti but she understands that a mother's heart must be hurt to see her husband with another wife.

"Yes I am not a mother, but I understand how you feel, I often watch the movie Wife who was hurt in Indosiar, maybe it is sick Mom, but you have to stay strong yes, I have to watch it, I'm sure one day you will be at the peak of happiness," said Laila calm the heart of the sad Bu Ranti.

"I have actually accepted this fact, but he still meddles in my business and my son's affairs" continued Ms. Ranti.

"Yes, I'm patient, after all Mr. Arga must still prioritize mother," said Laila to calm the heart of Bu Ranti.