Love from GIA

Episode 198 (What's the News??)

In the afternoon, Naufal came to my room without Jas

His doctor.

“Loh Mas, why not get ready??" my many.

“Darling, sorry I can't go home with you,”

the answer.

“Haa? Wh why? You have any more business??” ask me while

scrunched up both my eyebrows.

“Iya Darling, last time you prayed alone right, I

it was in a hurry to not participate in jama’ah prayer,” he replied.

“Oh yes no papa, I went home ojol aja,” said me

putting something in my bag.

“No, no, you take the car,” replied Naufal.

“Loh la keep you how??" ask again.

“I'm easy, I don't know what time I'm back, either,

let me just go home riding ojol, you will not be in danger,” he said.

“It's really you who climbed ojol??" ask me again to convince Naufal.

“Iya Darling, mending me who rose from you,”

naufal.

“This is the key,” connect it while giving the car key

hers me.

“Go home directly, do not turn around,” said Naufal.

“Iya Mas, want to turn where to try, you are-there aja,”

I said.

“So bad his wife Naufal,” joked Naufal while

stroking my head.

I kissed Naufal's hand.

“I go home Mas,” pamitku.

“Iya, later I can't tell you my clock back

how much, like a mallm, watch out do not speed, slow down,” said Naufal.

“HHmm yes,” I replied.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” salamku.

“Wa’alaikumsalam,” answers.

I left Naufal in my room.

I walked into the parking lot alone, and Mr. Bastian

greets me.

“Home alone Gi??" ask her while following me walking

in parking.

“Iya Sir, Mas Naufal has business he said,” I replied.

“Neither Mr. Bastian yes,” guess me.

“Beda Gi, hehehem, your husband is a busy man,” said Sir

Bastians.

“Hehehehe,” I just smiled at Mr. Bastian.

We walked to the parking lot and found our cars.

Mr. Bastian's car drove ahead of my car, Mr. Bastian occasionally laxed to me.

I'm following Mr. Bastian's car from behind.

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On the way I passed a school, in front of me

seeing a little boy who was sitting alone, even though the school was deserted.

“Kok seems like I know the same face of the boy??” I murmured in my heart.

“Loh is his son Mas Naufal,” said.

I slowly stopped the car in front of the school.

I saw him again from the car, I want to prove it

was it really his son Mas Raka Mas Naufal.

Dam's real, even though I don't know the boy's name yet,

but I saw him when Mas Raka made a video call with Mas Naufal.

I got out of the car and approached the boy.

“Hey, hello,” I greet him warmly, so that he does not

scared me.

“Tante who?” tanyakanya.

“Eemmm…..This aunt is Om Naufal's wife, do you remember??” my many.

“Om Naufal his cement Papa??” ask him back.

“Yes your Papa friend,” I replied while nodding my head.

“Who are you here waiting for?” my many.

“Wait for the invitation of Mr. Aunt Driver,” he replied.

“Eemmm...” I saw the road but no car yet

passing and only public transportation.

“Where to go between Auntie,” said.

“No aunt, I just wait here, Mama said I don't

can go anywhere until Mr. Driver pick me up,” he replied.

“But it's late afternoon, later if you're okay

hows it?? No papa with Aunt, later Aunt told your Mama,” persuade me.

“Ngot want Aunty,” answer still kekeh reject me.

But I can't leave him alone, let alone him

he is the son of my husband.

“Ya already Aunty Temenin yes here waiting for Mr. Driver,” said me

who sat beside him.

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Half an hour later, the boy was not picked up.

“Sopir you haven't picked up yet, mending on Auntie's shuttle yes,”

my spoken.

“Stranquil, later your mother will not be angry, right Mama

you're Auntie's friend too, yeah,” cajole her.

He just kept quiet watching me.

“And we've been waiting a long time here, pity you later

he will go home from school to rest,”.

“In between Aunty huh?” my many.

“Ya I already want Auntie,” the answer finally wants to me

intercropping.

“But you know where your house is??” my many.

“Tau Aunt,” answer.

“Ya already in car Aunty yes,” I said.

We both got in the car. My car was for

take this kid home.

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“Loh this kayak leads to the housing of his house Revina

temen Abay yes??” I murmured in my heart.

“Ah is impossible,” I say in my heart while staying focused

drive.

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A few minutes later, we went inside a

housing.

“This is your home??” my many.

“Iya Aunty,” answer.

But luckily, my guess was wrong, Revina and this kid were right

one housing but with different alley.

This boy led me all the way to deliver him.

“Tante, later in front there is a gate house black yes, it is

My home,” he said.

Slowly my car was running.

“Which gate is this?? Inia da two??” my many.

“For a little more Auntie,” answered.

My car stopped in front of Mas Raka House.

“Bentar, Auntie between you down,” I said.

I held the boy's hand and he opened the key

the gate then told me to come in.

Tok…..

I knocked on the door of the house.

“Assalamu’alaikum,”.

Tok…

Gleekkkkk….

I smiled at the man who opened the door for us.

Deeeeegggg……

I directly faced the man, I tried to

still smiling at him, but my gaze was sharp at him, the man was also very shocked when he saw me being with this child.

This man is Mr. Kevin.

Mr. Kevin's view becomes unpleasant with two

his suddenly shrunken eyebrows and forehead saw me.

I don't understand why I could see him again,

what does all this have to do.

Why is there a Mr. Kevin again.

I swallowed my saliva slowly because I wanted to open a chat

with Mr. Kevin.

“Eemmmm......mmmmmm.....i...sss....

he was in front of his school, so I drove him to his house,” I said with a nervous smile at this scary Mr. Kevin.

I tried to stay ordinary in front of him. Even he didn't answer me, he still glared at me.

“Mika in,” says Naufal.

“Oooo so this child is called Mika,” I said in my heart.

“Hehehehe, yes Mika is in,” Mika replied with pleasure.

“Please yes Aunt already in between,” said Mika.

“Tante don't go inside first,” says Mika.

“Memm…..Aunty went straight home Mika,” I said.

“Yaaah, yes next time play to my house again yes Aunt,”

said Mika.

“Agheemm...ii.iya Mika,” I replied as my lips trembled.

Mika also entered the rymahan.

“Still,” said Mr. Kevin.

Brraakkkk.

I was shocked to stand right in front of the door.

I bow my head.

“I'm wrong is it the same Mr Kevin??” my question is in my heart.

“Kok Pak Kevin can be at his house Mika??” ask me again inside

hearts.

I stepped my foot back into the car.

On the way I was still thinking about it.

“What is the relationship between Mika and Mr Kevin, how can you??”

I murmured in my heart.

“Mas Naufal seems not to know about this,” I said while

biting fingers.

“Sir Kevin doesn't seem to like me very much, though

I try to be ordinary to him, I have what's wrong again yes same him??”

I grumbled in a heart that kept wondering.

“Did I speak with Mas Naufal,” I said in the car.

“Huuumm, no, no way I discuss Mr. Kevin again the same

Mas Naufal,”.

actually was.

“What is Mika's son Mr Kevin huh???”

“Certain, Revina who is it??”

“Does Mr Kevin have two wives??”

“No, it can't be sure, but it can also be,” I muttered

in car.

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Until I got home, my brain was still going on

wondered.

***(At Home)

I parked my car in front of the house.

I went straight into the house, forgetting

unsaid.

“Ma, Mama is in but don't say hello??” ask Abay who

approached me directly.

“Oh yes, Assalamu’alaikum,” ucapsalamku with a smile

to him.

“Wa’alaikumsalam,” Abay replied.

“Mama why??? Must have done a lot today??’

asked Abay who seemed to understand with the look of my face that was a lot

the mind.

“engg...enggak Nak enggak, Mama ordinary, not much more.

mind kok,” answered me.

Abay walked out peeking into the car.

“Ma, Papa where?? How come you didn't go home with Papa??” ask

Abay.

“Papa's still busy, son, so can't go home yet, Mama's home

alone,” replied.

“Emmmm,” replied Abay directly ran back to his room.

I followed Abay to my own room.

***(In Room)

I immediately removed my hood and rushed inside

bathrooms.

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After taking a shower, I dry my hair with a hair dryer

sitting in front of my glass.

I thought back to what I shouldn't have

think, but I'm very curious.

“Why is Mr Kevin still angry with me?? Nainti can

Mika can't meet again with me, but that's Mas Raka's son,” my murmur

in front of glass.

“Aaarrrgghhh, it's none of my business,” I said.

Waiting for my hair to dry.

Adhan Magrib roared, but Naufal did not return.

He seems very busy.

“Allahuakbar…….Allahuakbar,”

Abay came into my room.

“Ma, Papa hasn't come home yet?” ask Abay.

“Not yet, like Papa came home the night, Mama didn't know, but,

and Papa doesn't know either,” I replied.

“Yaaaah, can't have dinner with dong Ma,” says

Abay.

“It looks like mini mala can't Nak,” I said.

“Hhhmm, yes it is Ma,” replied Abay resigned.

“Sholat gih Darling,” I told Abay.

“Mama is praying??’ ask Abay.

“Not yet, this is Mama wudhu,” I replied.

Abay returned to his room, and I hurried to fetch some water

wudu.

And immediately perform magrib prayer alone in the room.

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After the prayer, I taught with Abay both.

Abay seems restless because his Papa hasn't come home yet.

“Abay, why?? Wait for Papa??” my many.

“Iya Ma, Papa must be long,” replied Abay.

“But Papa must have gone home kok Nak,” persuaded me.

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After teaching, I took Abay down for dinner.

Abay just kept looking at my face, my brain kept on

wondering who Mika, Mas Raka and Mr. Kevin really are.

“Mama,” call Abay.

“Mama why daydream?” ask Abay.

“Oh emm...ngak papa Nak, Mama kayaknya drowsiness deh,” answered me

I had to lie to Abay.

“Yakin Mama just sleepy??” ask Abay correctly

looking into both my eyes.

“Iya Nak,” I replied.

***(In Living Room)

Bi Sarah prepared her dinner.

“Which other where Bi??’ my many.

“Others said later tonight want to cook your own Ma'am,

so don't come to dinner,” Bi Sarah replied.

“Mas Naufal where is Mbak?? Why not present yourself?”

ask Bi Sarah back.

“Mas Naufal is still busy Bi, can't go home yet,” I replied.

“Means eating only 3 people this is Mbak, hehehem,”

said Bi Sarah.

“Iya Bi, hehehe, how else?? There is no member who

other,” candaku.

We enjoyed dinner with just three of us, no

as always.

“Ma, later Mama after pray isya’ directly sleep yes,”

abay.

“Hehehem, why??’ tell me Smabil frowned second

my eyebrows.

“Kan earlier Mama said sleepy,” said Abay.

“Hehehe, yes, two children Mama understanding very,” praise me.

“Abay too, out of prayers isya’ should go straight to sleep, same TV

Ps her in matiin, yes,” I said change.

“Hehehe, yes Ma,” replied Abay.

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Finished all the food we ate three, Naufal

still not home.

I had a little chat with Bi sarah in the Room

Eating while eating adzn isy’.

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A few minutes later, finally adzan isya’ too

reverberate.

“Udah isya’, prayer time,” I said.

“Ma, Abay up first yes,” said Abay.

“Iya Nak,” I replied.

I take care of the dirty dishes and the glass.

“Aduuuh Mbak, no need, his shirt is dirty, so Bibi

just,” said Bi Sarah.

“Ahehehe, not papa Bi, Gia also no longer anything in

kok, biarin Gia auxiliary Bi sarah nyuci all this,” I said.

“Ndak already Mbak, this is the duty of Aunty,” said Bi Sarah.

“Bibi...nggak papa, Gia who wants to be alone,” paksaku.

“Ya already Ma'am if so,” said Bi Sarah.

In the Kitchen I helped Bi Sarah wash dishes and all cooking utensils.

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Soon enough, my job and Bi Sarah's done.

“Huufftt, clean already Bi,” said.

“Makasih Mbak already helped Bibi, should not be necessary

Mbak no papa,” said Bi Sarah.

“Aaagghh no papa Bi, don't do it,” I said.

“Gia and above ya Bi, Auntie break,”.

“Hehehehe, enggeh Mbak (Yes Mbak)” Bi Sarah replied.

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I went back to my room to pray isya’.

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A few hours later, it was already 9 p.m., Naufal had not

also meet me in my room.

***(In Room)

“Huuumm, Mas Naufal really haven't come home yet, last word to me was pas magrib,” I said.

I decided to go to bed first

Naufal.

I put my body on the bed, and I pull out a thick blanket.

“Uuummm, good Yes Allah,” I said when very comfortable to be on my bed.

Seriate.....

Hayoooo misses Mr Kevin who??? hehehe