
"You why the hell bro from earlier coughing mute ?" aldo asked when he saw Tommy who had somehow coughed continuously.
"It's okay there seems to be dust stuck." said Tommy reasoned.
"Where do you know who owns this place is a woman ?" ask Tommy.
"No." Aldo pointed to a bartender who was concocting drinks.
"The other woman is also jal*ng." chirped Austin.
"Don't just accuse." Tommy shouted in annoyance.
"There are good women having bars." said Austin a little emotionally.
"Why are you both so loud ?" snapped Aldo.
"So he accused people of being reckless" Tommy said, staring at Austin.
"I'm not accusing but the fact that women are doing well in the office, not in the bar. How can someone who has no experience in bars but can have ar. Think, at best also former lady jal*ng."
For a moment Tommy was silent to digest Austin's words just now "What Austin said, Nisa always switched the conversation if I asked about this bar or about her existence on this K island." inner Tommy.
"but this place is different from other places, for some reason since Tommy brought me here first. I feel more at ease and at ease." Said Aldo, he looked out into the dark sea, visible flickering lights from a passing ship.
Next day
This morning Nisa and her son are already at the airport, they will leave for Malaysia to attend the anniversary of the wedding of Fachri and his wife, who are now in the city, after about an hour of flight, they arrived in the capital.
"Thank you, Nis, for coming to my sister's house" said Fajirah, his wife Fachri, as they were chatting in the living room.
"Sama-sama, sister, I am also happy to be able to help sister prepare her show." said Nisa.
"Later there will be some guests also from Indonesia, some socialite mothers customers at the boutique, tomorrow you know okay" said Fajirah.
While King is seen sitting on Fachri's lap, they look like father and son. Fachri was very fond of King, even he and his wife often went to the island of K just to meet with King. Because until now had not been blessed with a child, so they considered King like his own child.
Afternoon
Nisa and Fajirah go to a shopping mall in one of the Mall in the city, they plan to buy something for the event tomorrow. As for King since this morning, Fachri had already dominated him. He loved King so much, and so did King. The little boy found a father figure in Fachri.
"Sister, it looks like Nisa's phone is missing in the car" Nisa said when they just entered the Mall.
"Nisa take it first yes, sister first Nisa will follow." continued Nisa again.
Then Nisa walked out to the parking lot of her car, she followed the row of cars lined up neatly there. When he opened the car door, he heard the voice of someone asking for help. Nisa immediately looked for the origin of the voice, it was seen that a middle-aged woman was fighting over a bag with two men.
"Looks like a robber, what's here is no cctv. Could be they act here." Inner Nisa seemed to look for the location of the cctv in the parking building
Nisa quickly kicked the leg of one of the thieves who would run away with the woman's bag, until the bag was thrown.
"Mrs quickly grab the bag and run away." shouted Nisa.
Then the woman immediately grabbed her bag and hid behind one of the vehicles there.
Nisa wants to lead her kick again but too late, the other thief has taken out a knife and attacked her. Luckily he was able to dodge despite getting a slight scratch on his arm. Shortly after Nisa beat the two thieves, there were some security who came to help her.
After the two thieves were taken away by security, Nisa immediately took her phone in the car and immediately cleaned the wound on her arm and wrapped it with sterile gauze.
"Thank you, son." Madame Celine said.
The middle-aged woman that Nisa helped was Celine's mother Austin's mistress, she had just come out of the Mall, when she was in the parking lot there were two people who approached her and tried to grab her bag.
"Are you okay, ma'am ?"
"I'm fine, but it looks like you're the one who got hurt, son." Madam Celine watched Nisa's arm wrapped in gauze.
"It's okay just a small wound, then excuse me madam, my sister is waiting inside."
"Who is your name, son, and where is your home. I'll send you a gift as a sign of gratitude."
"No need madam, I sincerely help." Nisa smiled sweetly, then she passed away leaving mistress Celine.
"Good girl, looks like she's also from Indonesia." said Madam Celine.
Then Nisa goes inside the Mall again, she is seen taking the escalator to a shop upstairs where Fajirah is waiting for her.
"Sorry, my sister waited a long time" said Nisa, she saw Fajirah had brought some paper bags in her hands.
"Where have you been Nis, that's your arm why ?" Fajirah looked towards the arm of Nisa's hand wrapped in gauze.
"It's okay my brother just a little wound." Nisa smiled sweetly.
"Fight again ?"
Nisa looks smirked, her brother always scolded her if he knew Nisa was doing things that harm him.
"You can't Nis act like a normal girl ?" Fajirah.
"Scan be normal, brother."
"If a woman is normal, when there is danger she will cry out for help. Not like you're facing it yourself."
"but Nisa can't stay silent sister, look at the other person being hurt."
"It's hard to talk to a stubborn kid like you, after this we'll stop by the doctor first check your wounds."
"It's just a little cut, it'll heal itself."
"but if not handled properly, the wound can cause scars" said Fajirah, he looks worried.
"Thank you brother." Nisa hugs Fajirah.
Nisa is so moved, she is grateful in her life to be reunited with good people like the late Dawn and her family. To make a big change in his life to this day.
Perhaps this is the fruit of the kindness of his parents in the past, where his late parents were very generous. Although living in the village they always care about the people around who are more difficult, but Nisa's life changed drastically since her parents died, a life that is in short supply not to mention insults from people because of its social status.