My Love is Wrong

Pram is not calm

PREMATURE

Hearing Ara hurt, either my spirit became saggy. I'm not excited. I was sitting in the head of a shop.

I know Ara is excited and doesn't give up easily. Ever since our meeting back, I've never seen Ara complain. Either because of illness or because his business is again down turnover. Ara was always firm and smiling.

Only one that often makes Ara sad sometimes to cry is her conflict with her husband's family that was not completed from the beginning of the marriage until the marriage was almost 20 years old.

My son Rahma called me.

"Pa... Papa where is it? This is a customer going to Papa's office. Adek had said Papa was still among the orders maybe later in the afternoon just in the office."

"What's the name Dek?"

"So don't know Pa. Adek asked but the father was angry. Adek was confused. This is the father waiting for Papa. Papa's coming back to the office..." Rahma.

"Yes Deck. Ne Papa back to the office." I ended the call.

I then headed to the office. About 20 minutes later I arrived at the office.

I saw a motorbike parked in front of my office. "Hmmm who is... How to meet you." Thought.

Then I went in and greeted. The father stood up and greeted me. The father introduced himself, and said the reason should meet me directly.

After 15 minutes of talking, we agreed. This father gave a large order from his office. I am so grateful.

After all the urusa is done, I talk about the order to Rahma.

"Dec... Tomorrow next time if there is a person who is insistent like before want to meet Papa, Adek must remain patient to face it and respond politely... So just tell him to wait and give me a drink of water." I said.

"Yes Pa... Last Adek kesel ma the father, exhausted maksa really have to meet with those who have this business. Cook the father does not want to deal ma Adek. It's gonna be a Pa's sesel." Rahma said while turning her mouth.

I smiled at Rahma's behavior. My son still acts like a child. I stood up and kissed Rahma's hair.

"Yeah Dek, learn patience... Don't be like Papa's impatient." I said as I played my eyebrows up and down and smiled.

"Hmmm Dad..."Rahma manyun and glared.

I laugh.

I tried to draw a design, but my thoughts went to Ara. "How's Ara doing?" Thought.

I took a deep breath. I didn't know that Rahma my son was watching me. My hands and eyes are on the laptop but my mind is on Ara.

"Pa... Papa why? Kok from earlier Adek observed Papa like there was another problem. Papa take a deep breath." Rahma.

I was shocked and then I tried to divert the conversation.

"This is Papa again drawing the Deck. Just Papa is not in the mood yet. It feels like Papa wants to buy his Mood. Where can I buy Dek?" I asked while putting on a serious face.

"Papa mean, what kind of Mood would Papa buy.?" Said Rahma origin replied, because again busy the picture too.

I laughed out loud. And Rahma turned her head towards me while raising her eyebrows.

"Why are you laughing? Adek yaa ketawain?" Ask Rahma pouting.

I got out of my chair, and then I walked over to my son.

"Dear babe... Papa said that Papa was again a picture but Papa again not Mood, Papa's trus said Papa wanted to buy Mood, just Papa confused to buy where?" Kuelus my son's hair.

Adek glared immediately.

"Iiih Papa is sweet, Adek think what is eee yunya Papa who is no longer in the mood. Hmmm."

I smile.

"Sir... What is this picture?"

"This is Pa, adek want a picture for Budi sir orderan. But Adek couldn't fit the line. Adek kesel." Rahma.

"Ooh that's to.... Here Papa teach."

I then taught Rahma to draw. I'm happy to see Rahma helping me in the office.

I took my phone, I was hoping for a message from Ara. But ternayta does not exist. I sat down and came out of the office. I sat in the corner burning my cigarette.

"Fra... I love you... I miss Ar. I keep thinking of you." Bathink.