
" because this is my house "safira sahut who already holds the handle of the entrance.
" this is my son's house " said the woman who approached safira.
" what?" sahut Safira who was surprised that the mother who was beside him was the mother of Mr. Yudha.
safira and the mother went straight into the house, sapphires who entered swiftly to his room he could only go back and forth and bite his finger.he was curious about what the mother was doing, and he was, safira immediately eavesdropped from behind the door what he was talking to Mr. Yudha.
" no need" said the mother of Mr. Yudha who slammed the glass with nonsense.
" so, he's not your girlfriend " said Mr. Yudha's mother who pointed to his room safira.
" i told you he was my housemate" said Mr. Yudha who wanted to pour water into his mother's glass.
" what housemate, she's a woman" said Mr. Yudha's mother who drank water.
" he's not your boyfriend, is he, but you live with him ?" sahut the mother asked Yudha.
" i didn't live with him because he was my girlfriend" Yudha said, explaining to his mother.
" he's a tenant" Yudha told his mother.
" you really won't get married?" a mother who cannot say - another word to her child.
" do you want your mother to die ?" the mother pointed to her.
" why are you talking about it again" said Yudha, who disliked his mother's death.
" i told you I don't want to marry " said Yudha sir who explained to his mother that he did not want to marry.
" your father wants a divorce" said the mother who was angry with Mr. Yudha.
" he will divorce mom if you won't marry "said mom who is sad but doesn't tear out.
" do you want to go through it at the age of a mother like this" said the mother who held her chest and turned her head towards Pak Yudha.
" please understand mother, mother wants to be happy" said the mother who asked that she marry safira.
" how you are so selfish" said the mother to mr. Yudha.
now Yudha's mother and father had ended their conversation, and now Mr. Yudha told his mother to rest for a while and Mr. Yudha wanted to chat with the sapphires about the marriage.
" previously forgive me "said Mr. Yudha who apologized before their conversation began.
" usually I never receive anyone else visiting the house" said Mr. Yudha with sapphires on a leisurely walk passing by beautiful flowers.
" she's not an ordinary person, she's your mother "safira sahut whose original story is mother.
" all the parents must care about their children "safira sahut who turned towards pak yudha.
" all they want is to fulfill their wishes through their children "said Pak Yudha who knows that his mother wants Pak Yudha married so that his mother's relationship with his father is not divided.
" if it doesn't matter, you can ignore him " said Mr. Yudha who told safira and immediately their footsteps both stopped.
" no, how can I ignore it? " sawut safira who shook his head with a sign of dislike.
" the director I know said there was an empty room I could occupy" said Safira, who recalled Mr Tomi's words last week.
" and I can also stay there for a while" sahut safira told Mr. Yudha that he would stay outside until his mother came home.
" by the time my money is enough, I will rent my own room "safira sahut who has thought about his work money for anything.
" well, I will return the rent this month to your account" said Yudha sir who wants to return the sapphire rent.
" then I'll go to work first" said Yudha sir who said goodbye to safira.
" yes "safira with a sweet smile.
safira arrived at the apartment and straightened up her clothes and put them in a suitcase.
" Kitty" said the sapphire - Elus fur Kitty, yes now the safira and Kitty are in the safira room.
" i've been close to you "safira sahut to Kitty's cat.
" i know you'll be bored after I'm gone" said a sapphire who stroked Kitty's cat's stomach.
" what is this "safira sahut who started braining - Atik his computer.
" what?" sahut safira who put his head forward close to the leptop screen, and who was previously Kitty was asleep in clothes - clothes that were stacking sapphires arrived - suddenly woke up in shock.
" this sir is not just a simple repair" said Safira who is now in the room with Mr. Latif.
" it's just a different drama" sahut safira said, showing the paper to Mr. Latif.
" what's up? do you agree with the Afika writer who fixed your manuscript" said Mr. Latif who was arranging the goods in the room.
" but the whole story, but what difference this is with another silly drama "safira sahut who pointed the manuscript paper towards Mr. Latif.
" i mean, why add the secret story of birth to the story of his youth?" sahut safira who explains why in the script there is no biodata birth of the main character.
" miss safira, why are you an amateur" said Mr. Latif to safira (amateurs are activities that are done on the basis of pleasure and not to earn a living, for example in people who play music, paint, dance for as pleasure) .
" sorry?" sahut safira who does not understand the words of Mr. Latif.
" we all know that the story of youth is fresh, and interesting" said Mr. Latif who explained to safira.
" but will anyone watch it?" sahut Pak Latif who asked safira.
" people only watch it during times of conflict" said Mr. Latif who explained about the script made by safira.
" miss Safira, I heard you graduated from the Indonesian National University. I also heard it from the author of Afika" said Mr. Latif who heard the safira biodata from Afika's mother.
" the income of your friends must be a lot" said Mr. Latif who underestimated safira.
" and you should also be at the age of 30 years, and how can you live in a place like this" said Mr. Latif who does not like the new safira residence.
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