
The days full of sadness and longing now they lived together. Hoping for a miracle from God, their beloved son would return home soon, returning to their lap.
The longing that settles in the heart, adding to the pills of waiting that somehow up to when. It hurt, because it could only wait. Every effort has no result. The boy was lost to the earth.
What a cruel person who has separated them. Separating the child from his parents. Which mother would willingly be separated with a baby that she conceived for nine months. Who risked his life for the birth of the baby. Even more painful, the boy was snatched away without a word without a sound. Go without a goodbye.
It's not easy to forget that little boy. A cheerful, carefree and very adorable boy. The boy who used to fill the loneliness of the mansion. Now what is the meaning of their lives, just empty and empty.
For almost a year Adam left, during which time the wound in Medina's heart gaped and wet. The pent-up longing adds to the pain of the wound. Like a wound watered with salt water, so painful so painful.
Medina is now back at work at Zaskia's boutique to forget her sadness a little. Not for money, just as a distraction. Not always sad to remember Adam, the funny boy. However, when Medina met Kei, she would recall her baby, adding to her longing. If it had been so Medina would have taken Keira to her house. So often Keira stayed at the house of Medina. Zaskia, who understood Medina's condition, granted Medina permission to take Keira.
Medina loved Keira so much. He considers Keira to be his own daughter. Keira was also used to being close to Medina. Whatever Medina gave Keira, because so unfortunately. Sometimes Keira asks Adam, the girl also misses Adam a lot. Made Medina's heart even more sliced.
"Ki, this is a dress order from the Affandi family has arrived. There were thirty-six shirts in total. Twenty-four pieces of dress, and the rest twelve pieces of shirt. Isn't that right Ki? The motif and color are right this one, right?" tanya Medina counted the new family uniform.
"Attent." Zaskia looked at the booking records in her book and matched them with the new clothes coming up.
"Good, all on order. Later you call Mrs Affandi yes, Me. I said yesterday the day after tomorrow. I didn't expect this day to come" Zaskia said, recalculating the number of clothes ordered.
"Every boss," said Medina smiling.
"Me? You are not papa? How pale today?" ask Zaskia worried. Zaskia only realized that her best friend's face was pale as usual.
"I'm not papa Ki. I'm doing fine. Maybe lack of sleep. You know, I'm often insomniac." Medina forced her smile. Actually Medina's head is very dizzy. But he did not want to worry his friend.
"Really Me? You're pale, you just go home!" Zaskia.
"No Ki, I really don't papa," declined Medina.
"Yes, you sit down first. Let's get this all done, Laila."
"La," call Zaskia.
"Yes to Kia. What's up?" ask Laila.
"You put all these clothes up on that shelf over there, huh? After that you call Mrs Affandi. Just look for the number on that table. It's in the phone book," Zaskia ordered.
"La, don't let Me do anything, he's not well."
"Good Ma'am." Laila started to do what Zaskia told her to do.
"Kia, don't spoil me like this. This is not fair. Poor Laila, I'm also an employee here" protested Medina.
"Already, don't argue! Or I'll call Ray," Zaskia threatened.
"Please Ki .. don't give a call to Mas Ray. Poor him, it has been too much to bear the burden," said Medina pleading.
"Makanya follow my words! Or I'll tell Ray you're not feeling well."
"Yes, yeah. I'll just sit down." Medina relented realizing she would not be able to fight her best friend.
"Do I want to take you to the doctor, Me?" ask Zaskia while matching the stock of goods with her notes.
"No need to Ki. I'll drink paracetamol as well" Medina refused. Zaskia clucked at the sight of her friend who was so stubborn.
"Me. Don't you get tired, okay? If you need anything, just call Laila. I have to go see a client" Zaskia said as she grabbed her handbag.
"Yes .. bauble," protest Medina.
"La!"
"You help Ma'am Me yeah if she needs anything."
"Yes Ma'am. Ready," answered Laila.
"Have I left?" Zaskia finally left the place.
"Excuse me, I want to find a dress for the engagement party" said a guest who had just arrived shortly after Zaskia's departure.
"Ah, not me. I'm just the sister of the bride."
"Oh, let's get his shirt over there." Medina shows you pretty dresses.
"This is a classic model. Impressed graceful and elegant. It's cream, dusty and white." Medina explained.
"If this is the latest model. However, it is a little open. Because it is designed to display a sexy and charming impression. These are different colors. If it is appropriate, I will bring the stock from the warehouse," Medina said again. Medina tried to endure the headache that felt increasingly piercing.
"Please choose first, later if there is a suitable please let me know. Excuse me to the toilet for a minute" said Medina.
He just turned his body. Suddenly his gaze darkened, his body collapsing helplessly.
Bruckk
"Eh, Mother ... Why mom?" The boutique visitor was surprised to see Medina suddenly fall.
"Please! Help me!" The visitor panicked and shouted for help.
"Eh, Ma'am Me ...." Laila who was carrying a pile of clothes immediately put on the table and approached Medina who had fallen unconscious.
"What is this, Ma'am?" ask Laila to the boutique visitor
"So this ma'am helped me pick a shirt. He went to the toilet, uh.. Suddenly he fell unconscious."
"Oh my God, how is this? Do I have to call Zaskia Ma'am? Want to call Ma'am Me's husband, I don't know his number."
"Well, just call Zaski" Laila decided to call Zaskia.
Tut tut tut tut
The phone is connected, before long Zaskia picked up the phone from Laila.
"Mak Zaskia, drugged," Laila said in a panic
"Why, La? Speaking of which clearly," Zaskia shouted in surprise.
"Anu Ma'am, anu ... Ma'am Me suddenly fainted. I don't have her husband's number. Mbak Me's phone is also locked with a pattern, I don't know how to unlock it" Laila explained.
"Yes, I'm back at the boutique. You try to wake me up. There's white oil in the desk drawer."
"Okay Ma'am, hurry up Ma'am. Ma'am Me is so pale."
Finally Zaskia turned her car back to the Boutique. He immediately contacted his client to postpone the meeting until later in the afternoon. Luckily, Zaskia's client was willing to understand after hearing the story from Zaskia.
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