
" Mom I'm leaving first!" Pamit Syeira is busy stuffing things into a sling bag. Walk towards Diana's mother who was in the kitchen.
" Yes be careful. Don't speed if you bring the bike. I'd love to be afraid that you'd bring a bike like that." Said Diana's mother, who was making cookie dough on the table.
" Yes ma'am, Syeira also if speeding see the condition. When the streets are crowded Syeira also does not speed. If it's quiet, then Syeira takes a higher speed."
" Yes already. Whatever you do, I'm just praying for the best." Diana's mother resigned, most importantly she had prayed for the safety of Sheira. And Syeira is also an expert in riding motorcycles. Maybe a little did not make Mother Diana worry.
Hearing her mother's words, Sheira smiled. Her mother always prayed for the best for Sheira.
" Sheira departs, assalamualaikum." Kissing Diana's palm.
" Neylorda." Then continue making the cake.
*****
Arriving at the company Syeira immediately headed to his room to immediately do the work.
Put the bag in the drawer under the table and also the jacket he was wearing. Syeira did not want to make her chair into a lot of items that eventually made the room untidy.
Any item that he does not use at work, put in a slightly large drawer under the table.
Only the phone is on the table. Because cell phones are very important if there are serious things that contact him.
Opening a laptop owned by the office, which is indeed a facility that Syeira must use when serving as an assistant marketing manager.
Start doing one by one the work that comes in via email. He had to work on it immediately if it was finished it would be given to Jeni.
" There are so many emails coming in, which don't stop anymore." Gumam Syeira sees messages from incoming emails constantly. Moreover, he had only worked on a few. But it's been sent again and again.
Blebep...
Hearing her phone ring, Syeira turned her eyes towards the phone. Stopping work on the laptop.
" Yes hello mbak?"
" Have you been working on the email that just came in ra?"
" It's mbak, it's what I'm doing."
" Oh yes already. Speed up, ra, because I need it right away."
" Okay, ma'am." Put your phone near your laptop.
Back to work. It was fortunate that Syeira was smart so she didn't matter if she had to quickly solve. Because he had also been taught by Jeni before. And for now he can handle himself.
*****
Elsewhere, as usual, Mrs Zena visited the orphanage. Gifts some children who live in a home and gives a little money for the needs of children.
The children there are mostly street children who have no place to live and parents. There were also children employed by thugs to beg and so on. Then the results are given to the goons and they only get food.
Lady Zena, who saw the children were not well cared for, told some of the guards to take the children and put them in the orphanage.
Having such high power was not difficult for Lady Zena to take those poor children. Moreover, her son and husband were most feared in this country. Who dares to challenge him, none.
The orphanage also belonged to Mrs Zena whom she used for abandoned children abandoned by her parents.
" How are the children growing?" Ask Mrs Zena to the person who runs this orphanage. To educate the children to be better.
" Thank God, they're growing well, ma'am. Lessons are also beginning to be accepted." Obviously Mother Wanda. He's about 40 years old. Hired by Mrs Zena to take care of the children. Wanda's mother was not alone either, she was helped by some people as well.
" Thank you, then. Children can learn more about the lesson. I'm afraid they won't learn."
" No, they enjoy learning. Because many friends also learn so they are excited. There are also new teachers who volunteer to teach the children here to learn. Moreover, his way to attract children to want to learn is so good. There are many ideas."
" Hem, thank God. There are also those who care about children."
" It's true, madam."
Oek oek oek
" Who's that, ma'am?" Madam Zena asked who heard the sound of the baby crying. Because as far as he knows there are no babies in the orphanage. Only 2-year-olds are the smallest.
" Oh that's the kid who was found yesterday at the door of the parlour. It looks like a new baby was put here." Obviously Mother Wanda.
" Oh my goodness. How to be separated from his parents." Madam Zena said sadly. Babies who have not received the affection of parents, abandoned just like that in an orphanage.
" Yes you're right, I want to see the baby. Can I?"
" I can, I can. Let me deliver."
They moved from their seats to the nursery.
Passing through several rooms occupied by children.
There was already someone who fondled and gave formula milk to the baby.
" Come on, please come in." Say Mother Wanda.
" Oh yeah, excuse me." Say Mrs Zena politely as she walks into the room.
" Eh Madam. Please come in, definitely want to see this baby huh." Said Ms. Fitri, who was holding the baby.
" Yes, he said there's a new baby coming in here huh?"
" Yes ma'am."
Lady Zena approached the baby, she looked and started carrying.
A very cute and adorable baby. Beautiful, white skin and black hair is quite thick. Eyes that are closed after drinking milk. Maybe he was full, he went back to sleep.
" It's really funny. Adu du, you whose name is beautiful. Hem?" Said Mrs Zena in a shrinking voice. Like asking the baby to talk and as if he could talk.
" It just so happens that it hasn't been named yet, Madam can name the baby."
" What if his name was Fawnia. Which means it's precious." Madam Zena smiled as she stroked the baby's forehead.
Ms. Wanda and Ms. Fitri smiled hearing the name and meaning of the given name.
" Good, very good name. Fawnia, hello. Welcome to the world." Said Mother Wanda who was a little closer to Madam Zena.
" Milk and various supplies have you bought?"
" Yes, we bought it yesterday afternoon."
" Oh yes, then. I'll buy some more equipment for Fawnia."
" Yes, Madam."
Ms. Wanda and Ms. Fitri sat on the sofa that had been provided in Fawnia's room. They waited for Lady Zena who loved to hold Fawnia. It appears that Lady Zena is very sincere and affectionate towards Fawnia. Although from the people who are well-respected Mrs Zena still remember a small and simple person like them.
A little melody for Fawnia when she wanted to cry.
Fawnia felt slumbering to sleep. Lady Zena put in the baby box that was already available.
" Take good care of Fawnia. If something happens or need something call. No pa-pa." Mrs Zena's Message to Ms. Wanda and Ms. Fitri. Because he felt he had been in the orphanage for too long.
" Good Mistress."
" I'll say goodbye, Assalamualaikum."
" Neylorda."
Get in the ready car in front of the gate of the orphanage.
" We're going to Alex's company, sir." Said Mrs Zena who just got into the car.
" Good mistress." Turn your head and nod politely.
A few minutes later, Mrs Zena's car arrived at Alex's company.
Enter the office with a bag worth hundreds of millions. Gracefully Mrs Zena walked towards the elevator . Everyone knows that Miss Zena is Alex's mom. They bowed their heads in honor of Lady Zena's arrival.
Reply with a friendly smile to all of them. Because Lady Zena is basically a good person and if that person does nothing wrong then Lady Zena will also reply well.
Ting..
Heading towards Alex's room, but suddenly while walking his head was dizzy and,,
Bruck...