Mother to My Son

character introduction

Ting!

The sound of an open elevator made Hasna aware of the fun of seeing an Instagram account in her hape.

Not fun actually waiting for the elevator for almost 15 minutes because it is always full of employees at the office, it is most frustrating.

He had delayed the time to go home to 40 minutes so that the elevator was a bit empty but it was still full. He said there were 2 elevators being repaired, that's why there was a buildup in office hours.

There were only three people in the elevator, more precisely two adults and one cute girl with two hairpins.

“Please masyuuuk later cut it off kbulu close..” chat. ”hihihihihi funny bingits…."

In Hasna's heart there were rarely any children in the office. His face was round, gaunt like Marsya and The Bear, who became the Bear of these serious gentlemen. “Buset deh muka very unfriendly.. effect of home afternoon out of energy kanya”.

“This is syatu... It's duha…. It's not. It's emvat…." The Celoteh Marsya KW 1.

"Hmmm funnier than Marsya.".

“You want shatu ataw duha?" she said while pulling Hasna's skirt.

Hasna crouched down to see it to be level.  This kid offered him chocolate candy.

“Mau emvrat." he said as he reached out

Ting!

The elevator rang and a number of employees would enter but suddenly stopped looking at the one inside the elevator.

“Sorry Sir, we don't think there is a Father?”. They all back out. “Hah…. Who is he? Waduuuuh I don't know how this is.. ”

Hasna glanced at the two men standing next to her. This is the 2nd week he works in this office. Not much he knew, only the people who were one division with him in the Training and Development section.

One week back just learning the training documents that have been done and developed by the company. Most are only training programs for internal and training that employees follow outside the office.

“It's okay, please come in. Two lifts are being serviced and repaired, please enter we are both down" Her voice was heavy and deep.

“Widihh.. his voice is like a ruler so.. scents of power, feelings of Pak Jokowi whose voice is not so-so amat” Hasna smiled to himself.

"Then you want to be able to?” Marsya KW again attracted Hasna's attention. Dukkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. The urge to enter the elevator pushed Hasna against the wall and Marsya KW pressed, fortunately Hasna squatted down and resisted the urge of people who were jostling in.

“Woooooi.. There's this little boy don't push, seen dongg!” at once Hasna shouted as her body increasingly slid to the wall holding Marsya KW so as not to be squeezed.

“Huhhh style pretentious not want to enter the elevator once told to enter the rich horde Si Berat enter the condition.. uncontrolled,” thought while trying to resist the urge with his arm.

“Maura.. Papi carried here.” The man stretched out his hand to lift the child up. “Nda wants... This syuda dipeyuk syama kaka”.

Huftttt air is immediately stuffy, the maximum lift capacity makes oxygen feel a little.

“Big brother so as not to hot” Hasna directly lift Marsya KW. “Can-can faint nih child, the smell of sweat and oxygen a little, good luck ga cengeng nih boy.”

“Jaddii want syatu ataaaw duhaa?” Maura again held the candy in her hand, "Yak ambyuuun's son keukeuh nawarin candy." Hasna smiled amusedly.

“Emvraat” replied Hasna.

“Tidaaaa bole much later painful persistent. Teyus.. this is not emvrat taaapiii em vaat”.

Ting!

Hufftt. A moment of fresh air enters the elevator along with the employees exiting the elevator.

Hasna rushes out of the elevator following the two men in front of her, lowering Maura aka Marsya KW in front of them and tidying up the boy's clothes.

“Nothing Kaka should not be given candy, for Maura only.. Kaka is already sweet so can't eat candy”.

"Kaka tawu from which it tastes sweet.

"Eh. This boy does not know the flabbiness of qiqiqiqiqiqiqi." Hasna instantly distanced her head as Maura approached her face while sticking out her tongue.

“Gak... kaka joking.. kaka it feels like a hook do not lick .. kaka ask for candy just satru yah so that kaka do not pait".

The man carrying the two bags seemed to laugh broadly at Hasna and Maura's conversation whereas Papa Maura was just silent expressionlessly.

“Less sugar nih people .. his mother is diabetic times until his son is not getting sugar”

“Syatu kaka .. not satru..” said Maura while picking candy and giving it to Hasna.

"Thank you for holding Maura” She immediately carried her child and left Hasna who was still crouching.

“Thank you mba...we first...” Said the man carrying the bag in both hands.

“Hmmm Om that sweet smile that Assistant times.. faithful very up to bring the boss bag..yaiyalah Hasna ngapain so boz if all done alone emang elo”.

Hasna smiled to herself. Almost 7 pm better pray magrib first in the mushola office than go home now. Hasna rushed to the back of the Building for the Magrib Prayer in the mosque.

Lucky to work in this place provided a comfortable and clean Mushola for employees who perform worship. Musholanya is broad and can be used for Friday because it can contain many pilgrims. This is one of the reasons Hasna decided to work here when she got a job offer in Jakarta.