
Early in the morning Zayn was ready to work but previously required him to go home for a while to pick up something and change clothes.
Susi was in the Mention. With Fatma and her family who made the atmosphere crowded.
"I'm home alone. So quiet, not as crowded as this," said Susi.
"Your family why not take Sus, let's roll." Fatma dropped her ass on the sofa by hugging her pillow.
"No way, sister, don't want to come with me, don't feel at home he said. Understand the villagers he he he ..." Susi chuckles to herself.
"If I'm with them. Zayn doesn't want to. Far away from work." Added Susi.
"Hem, that's for sure." Fatma nodded and opened her laptop.
"Sir Susi, help Umi yu? make a Sundanese cake." Take umi Santi.
"Oh you want, Umi. Mau," Susi was very enthusiastic, then stood following Umi and Bu Wati.
Stay, Fatma is alone there. And Arya was in the gym, Fatma's gaze was so serious to the laptop screen and her fingers were bent on the keyboard.
After a long time Fatma struggled in the family room. Fatma felt bored then moved to the top floor and chose the balcony as a place to sit and busy herself with a favorite laptop.
Arya enters Fatma's sealed room. Arya's eyes circled the empty room there was no shadow of his wife there.
"Outside the times," muttered Arya while bringing her steps to the bathroom. Want to clean his body that feels sticky.
His hand Arya turned the tap filling the bathube for a temporary soak.
About twenty minutes later, Arya took her steps out of the bathroom. And the blind eye Arya found the wife standing in front of the closet.
"Sa-yang" Fatma's sentence was cut off with her gaze turned towards Arya who was already standing not far from her.
"Why baby?" ask Arya to come closer. Hugging from behind.
Fatma took a long suit for herself. And a change of clothes for Arya.
"Where are you going? the clothes are a bit official." Arya was a little surprised.
"We have to go to a social service, I forgot that there's an event today." Fatma moved near the bed to store the clothes she took.
"O! I have to go with that?" arya asked while still hugging the wife's stomach and sticking her chin on the side of her shoulder.
"Follow, there's time." Fatma glanced to the side.
Cup! a small kiss landed on Fatma's shoulder, then faded her crib. "Alright then I'll come with you."
Both are ready. Fatma dressed up pretty, wearing a long suit. Horse-tied hair, yet still looks beautiful. He sat in front of a makeup mirror, putting powder on his cheek that was basically white smooth.
Then take his watch out of the drawer. Check the contents of the bag, the phone is already in. Looking towards Arya who is now wearing her rolex watch.
Fatma's steps approached and tidied up the collar of the Aryan shirt. For a moment Fatma looked at the radiant face of the husband. Then Fatma said. "Depart now yu? it's daytime."
"OKAY. Rania wasn't invited?" arya asked remembering the boy.
Fatma who walked through the door, said softly. "If you want to take it."
The two walked side by side with Fatma's hand holding Arya's hand.
"Where is that?" both eyes of Arya looking for the existence of Rania that he did not see.
"Some in front, playing." Fatma swung her steps into the kitchen, where the mothers were there.
"Mom, Umi. Me and Aa go first, okay?" pamit Fatma to the mother and mother-in-law.
"Oo, where are you going, Neng? don't go away, afraid there's nothing. It's tomorrow, diem we atuh at Aja's house." Umi anxiously looked towards the child and her mantle alternated.
"Yes, be careful. Quickly back." Message from Bu Wati.
"Not long, Umi, we'll be right back, ma'am." Arya kisses the back of her mother-in-law's hand and umin. Followed by Fatma while apaka-cepiki.
Then the two walked to the main door and crossed Abah and Wijaya who were playing chess on the floor. Outside too many people are still decorating the mension.
"Well, Dad, can I go first?" Arya grabbed the hands of the two men in turn.
"Where are you guys going?" ask Abah and Wijaya.
"There is business, just a minute," said Fatma.
"Ooh, just be careful." Mr. Wijaya nodded.
"Darling, come with me?" arya asked Rania after setting her foot on the terrace.
"Huh? want. Aunty's being invited too?" the boy looked at the father.
"May, come with me, Wi." Arya nodded.
"Yeah, are we in the car?" Rania pulled the hand of the Goddess cheerfully into the car.
"Come, but don't run." Pinta Dewi held firmly the boy's hand.
"Sorry, Madam! mr. Harlan didn't come in today, he said he wasn't well." Bi Ina peda Fatma.
For a moment Fatma fell silent and stared blankly at the assistant's head, then said. "Yes already. Just ask Mr. Dudin. Oya, send a doctor to Harlan's house." Fatma's Decree to bi Ina.
"Okay, Madam." BI Ina turned the body, walking backwards through the side road.
"Why baby?" search Arya while embracing her shoulder on the road to the car.
"That, Mr. Harlan is sick. Not going to work." Fatma said with a soft word.
"Ooh, it's okay! I can too." Arya opens the door for Fatma.
"There's Mr. Dudin,"
"Sir Harlan where is Mam?" asked Rania who was sitting in the back with the Goddess
"It hurts, Harlan's sir is sick." The goddess gave the answer that Rania asked. Fatma just nodded.
A few minutes later Mr. Dudin arrived. Then sit behind the wheel. "Where is this, madam?"
"To path xx," said Fatma briefly. He was busy replying to the chat on his phone.
"Iih, Mama playing mobile mulu. Pain in her eyes, look Rania's eyes clear you don't play cell phone." Rania protest when she saw her mother play mobile phone.
"Yes, it's right that adults are okay, sweet lady. Because of another need if the child should not, not yet the need and will interfere with the nerves of the brain." Obviously Dewi while rubbing Rania's back.
"But Rania's friend has a cell phone, some have a tablet too-"
"Kan Rania also has a tablet dear," Fatma cut out Rania's words.
"But, Rania is watching people know watch it. If my friend doesn't." The boy shook his head.
"Darling, hear Papa? why is Rania being watched so much by us? because we were afraid that Rania was watching something inappropriate and scary, so dear," said Arya, turning to Rania.
The goddess nodded to see Rania who was listening to her parents.
Half the way. Rania asked to buy ice cream and chicken wings. The car stopped ordering the Rania Pinta.
Thereafter. The car also drove quickly with the aim to the location of Fatma pinta.
About 30 minutes later, arrive at the destination. And there have been many people, donors and especially the recipients of aid.
They immediately got down and entered the building.
The donors held a short meeting. And Fatma hopes that if you have an event like this, don't ask the recipient to come. Better the donors themselves who deliver to their homes.
Don't allow society to jostle or even scramble. Places and also parts, especially those who are elderly or also disabled people.
But for now because it's a responsibility. Yes it is distributed only, which is divided from basic food and some envelopes from some of the larger donors including Fatma and Arya.
The little one did not escape giving compensation to orphans. With a very thick envelope.
"How much is it?" her bead of clear eyes Rania peeked at the contents of the envelope in her hand and then she lifted up.
"Settt .. Don't be so pamali." The goddess lowered Rania's hand down.
"He he he .." The boy grinned and then continued to divide the envelope.
"Aunty, pity huh? yu look at that guy walk so yeah!" rania's clear eyes looked at Haru towards a girl whose way was not normal.
Goddesses. "Yes, that's why we should be so grateful that Non. Healthy and still have complete parents, many are loving as well. Those orphans are children who no longer have parents, because their parents are dead."
Rania momentarily dumbfounded. And feel sorry for them all. Moreover, his eyes were fixed towards the child he had pointed at.
"Where are my mom and dad?" ask Rania to look for Arya and Fatma.
"Mama, papa over there. Still handing out groceries," Dewi's hand held Rania's hand in fear of disappearing, where many more people. Berabe if he gets out.
"You go to mama and papa!" rajuk Rania's. Sad-faced.
"Want to see you in yu?" The goddess took Rania and brought her inside, out of the multitude of people.
Fatma and Arya are also many other donors still distribute their groceries and money, to those in need. And it was finally finished.
"May all the parts and there be no one who does not feel happiness today." Fatma and the others.
"Please, the organized do not jostle the relaxed course. To avoid something we don't want." Arya's voice with the voice director appealed to the public to be more organized in leaving the place.
A few minutes later. The place that was just filled with people was gradually empty, they came home with groceries and some money.
The atmosphere became silent not boisterous or noisier as before not clear what was heard. Suddenly there was a loud sound from a place not far from the building.
Duarrrrrt! ....
Duarrrrt! ....
Duaarrrt! ....
It sounded so powerful, the sound of an explosion that made everything in the surrounding place shocked instead of playing.
And there were also those who reflexively squatted covering both ears. Many people were shouting, What is this?
"What's that?" yell at the others.
Arya held onto Fatma's hand tightly trying to calm down. "Quietly. Don't panic."
The goddess holding Rania was extremely gasp. Shock, fear. Then quickly bring Rania to Fatma who immediately Fatma took and in her embrace.
"What is that, Mam? what sounds?" rania asked with a worried face, frightened and then hid her face to the neck of the mother.
"So, Mama doesn't know either." Fatma hugged tightly and stroked Rania's hair.
Some people want to check into the location as well as Arya.
"Want to look there for a second? not going anywhere, huh? stay here." Arya's hand rubbed Fatma's shoulder. Not even Arya steps to reach five steps.
"Fire, fire ... There's a fire car." Shouted someone.
"Whose car is it?" tanya Dewi glanced towards Fatma.
Arya and the others further accelerate their steps towards the scene.How surprised Arya when she saw the burning was Fatma's car.
"Sir Dudin? Where is Mr Dudin?" Do you remember the driver who brought the car?
"Call the fire department. The chunky?" said the janitor and the security there.
Arya continues to look for the existence of Mr. Dudin, Arya's heart becomes worried for the driver. There was no way he was in a burning car and the fire was burning.
Arya's steps continued to look for the driver's whereabouts until finally there was a group of people who locked a man who sat crouching down and hugged his head, he looked shocked by the incident.
Arya approached and rubbed the shoulder of Mr. Dudin. Give her aqua water. "Sir, drink first."
Mr. Dudin looked up his face looked terrified and scohk. But soon he took the mineral without further ado sipping the mineral water.
"Why did it happen like this, sir?" arya asked softly. And got a slug straight from Mr. Dudin.
Great anxiety and worry is clearly illustrated from the face of Mr. Dudin who is not young anymore.
His eyes were staring at the fire that was still burning and was now trying to be extinguished by the fire department.
His lips were still a thousand words still, not a word out. Just a blank look ahead.
Arya rubbed his back, Mr. Dudin. He understood that this person could not be asked. Arya let her until Mr. Dudin feel calm.
Arya invites Mr. Dudin into the building to meet Fatma also held by the security there.
"Come, Sir. We rest inside before waiting for the car to pick up." Invite Arya to withdraw her hand slowly, Mr. Dudin.
Upon arrival inside, Fatma immediately berbrondongi Arya with some questions.
"What's burning Aa? whose car exploded or caught fire? how now? Mr. Dudin why does it look like such shock! it's not our car that goes to nothing?" The series of questions that Fatma asked Arya and looked at Mr. Dudin who looked still in shock.
Arya turned towards the wife. "Em ... Your car exploded and caught fire."
"What?" it was Fatma's turn to feel shock and disbelief with what she had heard.
Fatma's mouth is open. In disbelief if it happens, after all what is the reason that it can happen like that?
Fatma stared at Mr. Dudin who was exactly a confused person, still not believing in who befell him ....
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