Love from GIA

Episode 238 (Romantic Pretend)

Until the afternoon I was at my Mama's house, Mama gave me permission to leave tomorrow. And now, it's time for me to go home.

"Ma, I'm talking to Budhe, yeah,"

"Gia wants to go home first" I said.

My mother cried and hugged me.

"Gia, happy," said my mother.

Duuuara........

"Yes Ma, Gia is happy Mama is calm, hehehm," I said as I stroked my Mama's back.

My mom hugged me for a long time. I don't know why Mom became like this. Mama is no longer what she used to be, who is always cheerful and jolly.

"Bak, I'm saying goodbye," said Mama Feni.

"Budhe, thank you for taking care of Mama, Gia loves Budhe," I said as I shook Budhe's hand.

"Yes, Gia be careful abroad, calling Budhe continues" said Budhe.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said our greeting.

Mama Feni and I got into the car and rushed home.

Tin......

Mama Feni's hand for them, the car drove away from my Mama's House.

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The car drove fast across the highway.

"Today's mom is staying at Gia's house again, Ma" I guess.

"Sorry son, Mama can not sleep today, but tomorrow, Mama can take you to the airport," continued Mama Feni.

"Ooh yes already, no papa Ma, meaning this Gia direct anterin Mama to Home yes," said I.

"Yes, son,"

"Gia, actually Mama wants to come with you there, but you need time alone, so Mama doesn't want to bother you there,"

"Mama is worried, son," said Mama Feni as she shed her tears.

"Ma, Gia there was calm, even though Gia there was no acquaintance at all, but Gia had taken care of everything, both from the hotel and others,"

"So Mama was calm" I said.

"You promise me the same Mama, back to Indonesia, you have to be okay, Mama also will not say with Naufal where you go,"

"Kalo Naufal know, surely he will often susulin you there, even later your wound will not heal," said Mama Feni.

"Oh Allah, thank you kasiiihhhh, have given me in-laws as good as this, when talking to Mama Feni it feels like being with my own Mama, thank God, Mama Feni is very good," I murmured in my heart.

"Ma, why is Mom supporting me?? Sometimes, there are in-laws who are more defensive of their own children," I asked.

"This mother does not want to be a selfish in-law, does not want to prevent your daughter-in-law must be like this and so,"

"Mama used to be like this too if Naufal, not too stiff nor too free, for Mama He can choose his own path, he can choose his own path, so yes....that's what Mama is doing now with you, you're also Mama's son" my mother said.

"I'm the same Mas Naufal very different, '" I grumbled in my heart.

"Why? Different as you? Which life is always arranged like this and so, but no papa, it's also good, not wrong. Daannn the reason Mama mengesodohin you with Naufal is also one of the reasons, yes this is the reason, your life is directed, controlled, so Mama can not be wrong choose you," Mama Feni praised to me.

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Along the highway. We tell each other stories. Until it does not feel like it has arrived in front of Mama Feni's House.

"Ma, Gia didn't stop by, it's late at night, too" I said.

"Yes son, you're careful on the road" said Mama Feni.

"Yes Ma, thank you Ma, greetings to Papa" I said.

"Assalamu'alaikum Ma" I said.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Mama Feni.

I drove my car out of the scope of Mama Feni's spacious house.

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I've been at Mas Naufal's house for almost an hour.

***(At Home)

From the outside, I saw Mas Naufal's car was already there, the sign means Mas Naufal has gone home. But there is also a black sports car that is very luxurious.

"Whose car is that?? Is Mas Naufal's car new??"

I got out of the car and approached Mr. Joko to ask, what a coincidence that Mr. Joko was outside the Post.

"Sir, whose car is it?" I asked Mr. Joko.

"That's his guest Mr. Naufal Mbak," replied Mr. Joko.

"Mas Naufal's Tammu?? Who?" my question is in my heart.

"Oh yes sir then, I entered yes," I said.

"Please Buk, please," replied Mr. Joko.

As long as I walked into the house, I kept thinking. Who is coming.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said my greeting.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, well this is my wife coming home" said Mas Naufal, who was sitting with a man behind me.

"Here darling," call Mas Naufal.

I walked closer to Mas Naufal, it turns out that the guest of Mas Naufal who made me curious is Mas Raka.

Finally, I gathered with the three of them in the Living Room. Mas Naufal sat very close to me while crossing one of his legs that were resting on his right leg, with one of his hands hugging my arm.

We looked friendly at the time as if it was still harmonious.

He kept stroking my arm while talking to Mas Raka, Mas Naufal like there was no problem. He enjoyed it so much that it made me comfortable.

"Still working with her husband?" ask Mas Raka.

"No," I replied.

"Yes gini Ka if we are home again," said Mas Naufal who was romantic to me.

Bi Sarah came to give us all a drink. Bi Sarah was surprised to see me and Mas Naufal who seemed to have made peace.

"Monggo (Please) drink," said Bi Sarah.

"Eeemm, I'll go upstairs first, yes" I said.

"Loh why? No, your husband is here" said Mas Raka.

"Hehem," I just smiled at Mas Raka.

Even though Mas Naufal and I were fighting, in front of many people, I should still look harmonious with Mas Naufal. Because we both had a deal. Big problems we should never show in front of people.

"Mas, I'm going upstairs" said I who smiled stiffly looking at Mas Naufal.

"Yes dear" replied Mas Naufal.

I walked up alone, and Mas Naufal kept looking at me, maybe he thought I was no longer angry with him.

***(In Room)

I immediately rushed to take a shower because it was very late afternoon. Fortunately, at my mother's house, I prayed.

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After the magrib prayer, Mas Raka still did not return. So, I decided to pray alone without Mas Naufal.

Because it's not just my family that I appreciate. But also three of my employees. I'll be abroad for a long time.

I was very neat and ready to go with my tiny black tote bag. I went down and said goodbye to Mas Naufal.

***(In Living Room)

Mas Naufal had seen me while wrinkling his eyebrows, surely Mas Naufal was curious where I would go.

"Where are you going?" ask Mas Naufal as usual when we have no problem.

"I want to go to the Boutique, Mas" I replied.

"Who's same? By yourself?" ask Mas Naufal.

"Yes," I replied.

Mas Naufal has a cell phone in his pants pocket.

Tut...

"Whose phone is Mas Naufal?" my grumbling in my heart.

"Hallo Pak Joko,"

"Please now also deliver Gia to the boutique, use the car, now also yes sir," said Mas Naufal.

"Yes Mr. Naufal, ready sir, I will be there immediately" replied Mr. Joko.

Mas Naufal hung up the phone and placed the phone on the table.

"You he took Mr. Joko with you" Mas Naufal ordered.

I can't say "But" in front of Mas Raka like this. I don't want to have to obey him. This is also for my own good.

Maybe because Mama Feni was advising her, Mas Naufal became overprotective to me.

"Yes.iii, Mas" I replied.

Shortly after, Joko arrived. And Mas Naufal gave his car keys to Mr. Joko.

"Let's Buk" said Mr. Joko.

"Assalamu'alaikum" I said and left Mas Naufal and Mas Raka.

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***(In the Store)

Mas Naufal's car is parked in front of my boutique which is closed when it's night.

"Sir, you come in" I commanded.

"No Buk, I just wait here" replied Joko.

"I may be a long time ago, sir, you are not papa here?" I bowed my head right at the front door of the car.

"Yes Buk, ndak papa," replied Mr. Joko.

Mr. Joko has always been like that, very polite. Though many times Mas Naufal has said, anyone who works in his house, must be all the same.

"Yes, I went in first, sir" I said.

"Alright Buk" replied Joko.

I went into the store through the side door.

Greekkkkk.

I climbed the stairs straight up to the top floor.

I saw Isamu sitting in front of the TV writing.

"Sir Isamu" called me.

Your issue immediately looked at me and closed the book he wrote. Isamu stunt when I was there. Maybe Isamu was surprised because suddenly I was there. Rarely do I go to the Boutique at night if there are no orders in large quantities.

"Huge,"

"Which other where's Ma'am?" my many.

"Eeee...eeemmmm Haru same Hilya in room," replied Isamu.

"I ask for help, may be called Ma'am, because there is something I want to talk about" I said.

"Yes Buk," replied Isamu immediately tidied up all his books and immediately called Hilya and Haru.

I waited for them on the sofa where Isamu was sitting.

"Hud, tumben here at night," said Haru.

"Yes Buk, what is this? There must be a pre order just Buk," guess Hilya.

"Hehehem, no, I'm here to say goodbye" I replied.

The three of them were shocked when they heard the word "Pamit" from me.

"Astagfirullah, said Buk? Pamit where? Where are you going?" ask Haru.

"From tomorrow, I want to go abroad" I replied.

"Well, why is Ibuk there? Want to follow his son Ibuk? Want to get his son Ibuk there?" ask Haru who's struggling.

"Eeeemmmm....aaaaaa,"

"Waaah, Ibuk cool," praised Haru.

"How many months is there Buk?" ask Haru again.

"Not knowing Ma'am, but certainly will be long there," I replied with a smile on the three of them.

"So from tomorrow, aaaaa...for those who take care of me entrust all to Ms. Haru, yes," I said.

"Huh? My Buk?" replied Haru who was surprised and rounded her eyes.

"Yes, ma'am" I replied.

It seems Haru is very happy because it will temporarily replace me.

"So, for a while the one who replaced me was Mpa Haru, but Mbak Haru also keep doing his job as usual, just calling me there is an item coming or whatever, I submit the same Mba Haru,"

"Where's Ma'am? Mama Haru want to?" my many.

"You Buk, want my bangettt, Oh God did not expect Buk," replied Haru happily.

"Let's not hesitate if there's anything directly tell me," I said.

"But Buk, is Ibuk there business huh? What if Haru disturbs Ibuk?" sahut Hilya's.

"Aaaaaa...ngak papa kok Mbak, as much as I can respond, his business there relaxed kok Mbak, hehem," I replied. Fortunately, I was able to find an excuse. Lf it doesn't? I must have been found out.

"Okay Buk, sure I will carry out the task well, hehehe," said Haru.

"Inget loh in contact with Ibuk, not your girlfriend Aru," said Hilya.

You just shut up and listen.

"Huushst, there is this Mother, you are making me ashamed" Haru replied softly.

"Hehehe, no papa Mbak, same I santaia aja," I said.

"Have you eaten it all?" The question that was always not left behind when approaching these three of them.

"It's Buk, it's been," they answered.

"Recuredly already?" ask again.

"Yes Buk, we just bought our Buk chicken noodles" said Hilya.

"Who's bus here? Must be the same Mr. ya Buk, hihihihi," tease Haru.

"No, I am the same security guard Mas Naufal" I replied.

"Tumben Buk is not the same as you?" ask Haru.

"Make sure you are busy Aru tomorrow will go also Ibuk, yes Buk," said Hilya.

"I go tomorrow alone, without Mas Naufal, because here there will be Mas Naufal's work that can not be left at all, so I have to go alone," I said.

"Ooo yes Buk, hehehe," replied Hilya.

"The father is an important person Hil, it is impossible for you to come, especially Ibuk there long ago" said Haru.

"Sa, by the way, dong" joked Haru as he nudged Isamu.

"You're quiet extra level Buk, if you don't tap yes don't talk" said Haru.

Isamu just gave us his smile.

"Yes, I just want to say that, so don't forget, from tomorrow,"

"Yes, Brother Haru?" my spoken.

"Yes Buk, ready," replied Haru who was always excited and jolly.

"I want to go home directly, because pity Pak Joko waiting in the car, do not want me to bring in," I replied.

"Maybe it's not good Buk, because it's all girls here, hehehe," said Haru.

"Yes yes,"

"Yes, take care of the shop, Assalamu'alaikum" I said.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, be careful Buk, thank you for the visit," joked Haru and Hilya.

"Hehehem, yes Ma'am," I replied as I descended the stairs.

Mr. Joko was waiting for me to sit on the iron chair beside the Boutique and enjoy the roving boiled beans.

"Have Buk?" ask Mr. Joko.

"Already Sir, Mr if you still want to eat in further or not papa, I can wait in the car," I said.

"It's already Buk" replied Mr. Joko.

Mr. Joko immediately gave several thousand pieces of money to the seller of boiled beans and then entered back into the car.

Seriate........