My Life (Married Young)
Section 98
The sun has moved westward, even the reddish line on the ceiling began to appear, Arsya did his car splitting the dense streets of the capital.
Today he came home a little late, because there was a little problem in his company that he had to solve immediately.
Tired and tired approaching the body of the man who has now turned 28 years old, he exhaled his rough breath, and returned to focus on the road in front of him.
Derrr...
arsya's device on the dashboard shook, immediately he grabbed the flat object, and smiled faintly when looking at the screen, Mikayla was the son of her cousin's sister who called.
" assalamualaikum, mi?" greet Arsya after the phone call is connected.
" waalaikumsalam, when will he go home?" ask the little girl.
"this is why you've come home, why?" ask Arsya.
"mi kangen same om, this is already at home om from last afternoon, om Arsya quickly go home yes, oh yes be careful on the road" replied the little girl excited, Arsya smiled faintly at the nephew's reply.
"yes dear, love her om" answered Arsya.
" okay om, Mikayla wait love you om Arsya," said Mikayla enthusiastically.
Arsya continued to drive his car at a moderate speed, the rain fell without being asked, and without permission.
Suddenly from the front driving a black sedan car that drove at high speed, Arsya who was focusing on driving also slammed the steering wheel on the left side of the road, fortunately, he managed to avoid it if not the car would definitely hit his car.
While the black sedan car continues to go straight at high speed.
Arsya stroked his chest and many times he uttered an Istighfar in his heart.
"uh people why the hell bring a car kok kayak that, where it is raining like this later hit others how, Alhamdulillah good luck aja managed to avoid, if not rowdy can be gawat" arsya said while stroking his chest in shock.
After feeling better, Arsya went back on her journey.
The rain was falling more and more relentlessly, causing the road to become slippery.
Arsya continued to drive her car through the heavy rain.
About 15 minutes Arsya finally reached the house, he immediately parked his car, then he got out of the car.
" sir Tarmin will help put the car into the garage, sir?" arsya said while giving car keys to Mr. Tarmin.
" yes and ready" replied Mr. Tarmin received the car keys.
Arsya nodded and entered the house.
"Assalamualaikum" said Arsya
" waalaikumsalam" answered Raisa, he kissed the back of Arsya's hand and took over the bag that was in Arsya's hand.
"Why come home late anyway, not usually?" tanya Raisa walks beside Arsya.
" yes, there was a sudden business at the office, where just returned there was a car that almost crashed Abang's car, thankfully Alhamdulillah Abang managed to avoid" explained Arsya, Raisa was surprised to hear the husband.
"astaghfirullah but Abang did not why, right?" asked Raisa panicked, Arsya also gave a smile and gently stroked Raisa's arm that held her hand.
" Alhamdulillah dear Abang no why, and nothing less, God still love you brother" replied Arsya trying to calm Raisa.
" Alhamdulillah if it's bang, the heart of Raisa's heart is not calm from now on" said Raisa grateful.
" Mikayla was in the family room bang, already knew she was waiting for Abang," said Raisa.
Raisa and Arsya also arrived in the family room, he smiled to see his favorite nephew who was watching TV.
Arsya also stepped foot closer to the little girl, Mikayla who had been focused on watching did not know the existence of the om who was beside her.
" ahem" deheman Arsya made the little girl immediately turn aside, he smiled sweetly when he saw his beloved om had arrived.
" oom Arsya" cried Mikayla happy, he immediately hugged Arsya's body tightly.
" yes baby, you miss the same thing?" arsya asked gently stroked Mikayla's back.
" yes om, Mikayla is very similar om, om why did she go home long anyway? Mikayla bosen know?" cerocos the little girl, while releasing her embrace.
" hehe, sorry om ya baby, it was om important work in the office that can not om stay, but now om already beside you" replied Arsya smiled thinly, smiling, Mikayla nodded small and smiled sweetly.
" ohyah, where's your mama?" ask Arsya who did not find the whereabouts of her cousin's sister.
" ooh, did you come home an hour ago?" answer the little girl.
" loh why? do you also want to see your mom?" arsya asked confusedly.
"sister Rania is having business bang, the hospital suddenly called he said they were short of doctors because many of the victims of the bus accident, so do not want to miss Rania had to go anyway" raisa tries to explain.
" oh, so that's it, uh Rashya where's the deck ?" arsya asked because she did not find the whereabouts of the son.
"oh, Arsya is in her room bang" replied Raisa, Arsya was just a small nod in response.
" on Arsya?" call the little girl, Arsya turned her head.
" yes, baby, why mi?" ask Arsya.
" we take a walk tonight, long time ago Mikayla did not walk the same om Arsya "take Mikayla expectantly.
" yaudah after the night we go for a walk, indeed Mikayla wants to go for a walk where the hell?" arsya asked pinched the little girl's cheek.
" we go to the mall aja om, Mikayla want to buy toys, clothes, emmm makeup equipment especially yes?" mikayla said enthusiastically he seemed to be thinking what else he would buy.
" make up?" arsya asked confusedly.
" yes, make up, Arsya doesn't know?" mikayla looked at her confused om.
"you will be a child mi, where maybe you want to wear make up, later there is skin you can be irritated loh" said Arsya advising his nephew..
" jeez om Arsya, Mikayla does not want to buy makeup that is like being worn by the same mother as Aunt Raisa, " replied the little girl with an anxious tone.
" what do you think?" Arsya the more bingo made the little girl.
" it's a loh bang, make up that is special for children will exist, many of her sales tablets now " replied Raisa trying to explain.
" ooh, make up for the kids anyway, say dong from earlier om not know" said Arsya scratching his head.
As the three of them were joking around, Rashya came over with a face bent in annoyance.
" what's the face why is it?" arsya asked confused to see the look on the face of the son.
Instead of answering the father's question, Rashya preferred to drown his head in the mother's chest.
