Milky

Part. 110

Inside a restaurant building with a large satay poster plastered on one of its walls, a girl sits alone in a corner. It was the place Bima chose for her to wait, while she went to call Razka in her room.

Khaira did not blink with her mouth slightly open as Razka and Bima walked side by side towards her. He quickly stood up, bowing respectfully after the two were in front.

"Please sit!" Razka gave the order pointing to the chair the girl had occupied earlier. Bima sat on the other seat between the two of them.

Khaira gave Razka the file she brought, her eyes incessantly glancing at the faces of the two of them who were similar. He piled up questions in his heart.

"Khaira Nur Rahma!" razka said her name.

"I, Sir," said Khaira ducked to see the faces of the two.

"Best graduate in school, no work experience. Are you sure you want to work at this restaurant?" razka asked as she placed the file on the table and linked the fingers on it. He raised his gaze at the sweet face that was bowed in front.

"Right, Sir. I sure want to work here because I really need a job" said Khaira confidently. Razka smiled, he noticed Bima who was repeatedly caught glancing at the prospective employee.

"Why do you have to work? Isn't it time for you to go to college?" ask Razka again.

Khaira's face that had been raised again lowered her head to hear Razka's question. He bites his lips to weigh the right answer in his heart before speaking it through the mouth.

"I couldn't possibly go to college, while meeting my daily needs was hard. After my father died, I lived alone with my mother. Mom was getting older and often sickly, so I had to work to help Mom make ends meet. Generous sir, I promise I will work diligently here if you accept me. So whatever, I will accept the important thing I can work and make money for Mom," Khaira said with a twinkle of earnestness when she sat down with Razka.

Baim deserves to be captivated by her, this girl has honesty and is independent. Beautiful and sweet, very clever looking for a future wife.

He throws a glance at the downed son after hearing Khaira's reply.

You calm down, Ra. After you become a cave bri, live lu ama Mother cave responsible. You no longer need to live hard, you also will not cave permitin work. Promise cave, Ra. Promise cave.

Bima was determined in heart. The same determination as his wish made Tina and the Gods happy. He would not let his wife live a hard life. Just like a God who is willing to do anything to make Tina happy as well as herself.

"Mmm .. good. Hearing your purpose in work I can already understand. You're welcome, stay dressed like this because closing that letter preserves a woman's dignity and dignity." Razka threw a sincere smile at her future daughter-in-law.

Khaira ducked down many times to thank him.

"Thank you, Mister. Thank ye. May Allah repay all your kindness, and bestow blessings and happiness on your family" the girl said sincerely. He wiped the water that pooled in the eye pelupuk. Moved because in the end get a job to help Mom.

Razka nodded her head, "Aamiin. Thank you so much for the prayers you offer for me and my family. Now, don't you mind wearing a restaurant uniform like the others?" sahut Razka also pointed a finger at a worker who brought him a uniform.

"Friends, huh? Are you sure you're just a friend? I see a different look in your eyes, son," Razka sneered after Khaira left them.

Bima folded her lips, holding back her smile and feelings with a face she dared not lift. Razka ruffled her hair in a daze, making the young man look up showing a red hue on his cheek.

"What do you think of Dad?" the question is more like a whisper.

Razka frowned, teasing Bima by pretending not to understand.

"You mean she's a waiter here? Fits, Dad likes it. She is beautiful and attractive, there will be many male employees who are captivated by her beauty."

"No! Why did you say that?" concluded Bima quickly snatched Razka speech that just ended. The man chuckled at the jealousy on the son's face.

"Why did you tell him to work? Instead of marrying her and being responsible for her instead of her work gives other men a chance to approach her. Does God know about this?" said Razka who boasted Bima's self-esteem.

The young man's head bowed, thinking what Razka said was true. By working, he gives other men the chance to get close to Khaira. He sighed before looking at the bead of the Father.

"I'm still in college, Dad. Not having a steady job yet, after all Unmarried sister there is no way I could have preceded her. Especially, Khaira often said she wanted to work to help her mother. Dad, I leave him to Dad, please don't let your male employees do anything bad to him. Babeh problem, already know about Khaira, but do not know that I like him," said Bima pleaded with the father to take care of his future wife.

Razka smiled, her hands clapping Bima's hands holding her other hand. He assured her that she would be safe with him.

"You just calm down. Talk to God, son. Bring the girl in front of him. Introduce her as your future wife to them not as a friend. Do not turn your back on them, however they are your parents as well" Razka advised her son.

"Good, Dad. I understand," he said steadily. This is what it feels like to advise a boy. Talking from heart to heart, discussing men's issues. His happiness!

Ringing Bima's cell phone seized attention, he opened the message that Nasya sent to him. Both Bima's eyes widened. His jaw hardened, his teeth grumbled to hold back emotions.

"What's wrong?" asked Razka who was confused to see the change in Bima's face.

"Nothing, Dad. I'm leaving first, I have to promise I'll take care of him. I'm saying goodbye, Dad. Assalamu'alaikum!" He grabbed Razka's hand and kissed her.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam's chat. Be careful!" Bima shook her hands as she continued to carry her steps running out of the restaurant. There's no way she's telling Razka what happened to her youngest daughter. He must learn to protect them without relying on his father.

Bima darted away from the restaurant not wanting to be late until something bad happened to her sister.

"Bad! Damnit damnit! Watch out for you on, the cave won't let you out!" his sizzle from behind the clashing teeth. His hands tightly gripped the steering wheel, sometimes lashing him with annoyance.