
This afternoon I was allowed to leave the hospital. The nurse had removed the infusion hose attached to my body, just waiting for Mr. Amin to come pick up.
"What about Herdian?" ask mom suddenly.
"What's the way, Mom?"
"It's not just once that he saved your life. Has that feeling grown yet?"
"Why is this mom? From yesterday my feelings for Herdian continued. What should I answer if I don't have any feelings for him right now."
"Ehm ..lantas what about Keenan?"
"Same. I don't have any more feelings for her."
"Oh yeah, last night when Mom was with Anita in the cafeteria, she told me that Luna had appeared again. Is that really so?"
"Yes, Mom. We accidentally met him at a public funeral."
"Is he free?"
"He's free this month. Apparently Luna deliberately followed Anita from her home. He was devastated when he found out Gibran was dead. He accused me of being a pesky carrier and attacked me. But I'm not silent. I put up a fight to make him fall over the grass" I explained.
"She is a woman who does not know herself! Apparently prison did not make his bad behavior change at all. You have to be careful with Luna. It is not impossible that he still holds a grudge against you," said the mother.
I nodded in understanding.
Not long after that someone opened the door. Apparently my personal driver, Mr. Amin.
"Mom's coming home now?" tanyakanya.
"Sir Amin this how. From earlier we waited for Mr. Amin to come," said the mother.
"Sorry, Mom. Anu .. earlier I forgot where to put the car keys."
"God. Mr. Amin is not very old. Time is senile" said the mother.
what Mr. Amin responded by scratching the nape that I think is not itchy at all.
"Yes, we're home now, sir."
I moved from my seat. We also left the room.
"From today on, I won't let you take a taxi. I don't want this to happen again" said the mother on her way home.
"But, Mum. Mr. Amin's job is not just to pick me up. But Fina and Lyra are too."
"Yes, you learn to ride a car, then buy your own car. Or you're looking for a new driver. So Mr. Amin's job later is only to pick up Lyra and Fina. I think you have enough money to buy another car."
"Ehm .. is also true. I'll think about it later. Oh yes, sir. We stopped by for a while at the shop" I told Mr. Amin.
Arriving at the store.
"Oh my God, Mom. Finally my mother showed up too. We were worried because from yesterday afternoon my mother did not answer our phone. Plus Anita's mom kept calling us asking for her cake order" Ririn said.
"Mother from that direction. Where's my mom from or where?" Ana chimed.
"This zura just got home from the hospital" explained the mother.
"Hospital?" Both of my employees looked dumbfounded.
"Yes. Zura had a disaster when he was about to deliver the cake order Anita bu."
"Innalady. But, I'm not okay, right?" ask Ririn.
"It's okay how? Otherwise it would be impossible for Zura to be hospitalized" Mother said.
"So, what's really going on, Mom?" ask Ana.
"The taxi I was riding had an electrical short circuit after refueling and I was locked in it. I was unconscious. Thank God for sending his help through someone I know" he said.
"Alhamdulillah. Mother of good people, God will definitely protect Mother," said Ririn.
"Aamiin's."
"Oh yes, Mom. I already know why MAUREEN CAKE has been crowded in recent days" Ana said.
"wait. Your employee said the name of the cake shop was MAUREEN CAKE. Do you know who the owner is? Don't tell me that the owner is stubborn" said the mother.
"Ehm .. The owner of the cake shop is Maureen's sister, Mom."
"Absolutely creative. I can't stop thinking, after her husband opened the convection to rival your efforts, now it's her turn to open a cake shop. It must be his goal to rival this cake shop of yours. But your brother from childhood has no talent other than to seize what belongs to others. For example he took Fab- …"
"Mom," I shook my head as a gesture so that mother would not open the disgrace of Maureen in front of my two employees.
"Hm .. Rin .. Na. I go home first, yeah. My body still feels a little weak" I said.
"Yes, I have enough rest to recover quickly," said Ririn.
"Yes, Mom. For the order of the cake insyaallah I can handle myself."
"If you're overwhelmed, you just refuse the order. God willing, this week I'm looking for a friend for you."
"Good, Mom."
"We say goodbye, Assalamu'alaikum."
Me, my mother, and Mr. Amin left the cake shop.
My return was greeted by Lyra with a cheerful smile. But not with Fina, I don't know why I saw the look on her face so sour.
"Fina, help your mother into her room" she said.
"Can't walk alone?!" skink.
"You why the hell? I'm just asking you to help Zura get inside his room. Why are you so cynical?!" said mother.
"Already, Mom. It'sit's okay. I can go into my own room" I said.
I moved out of the living room and walked into my room. I didn't mind Fina's attitude just now. Maybe he is experiencing PMS so his mood is not good.
****
"How was your lecture, Fin?" I asked Fina between our dinners.
"Often, nothing special," the answer without even looking at me.
"Oh yeah, you're one class with Rizal, right? Mom heard she financed her own college by going freelance in a teen magazine. Is that really so?"
"What do you mean by Mother talking like that? Mother wants to compare me with Rizal who can afford his own school without relying on his parents? Unlike me who is usually troublesome? I can make my own money to pay for my college."
"Fine! You really why? Zura asked nicely. Why do you respond to such an unpleasant sentence?" mother protest.
"I'm full!" Fina moved out of her seat and left her plate that was not completely empty.
"Why with the kid? From that afternoon it was strange," said the mother.
"Maybe Fina is dizzy because of a lot of college work" I said.
"Mother" call Lyra.
"Yes, honey."
"Mister Fina was crying this morning."
"crying? Why why?" my many.
"Mother Fina cried after throwing away the bouquet of flowers in the trash."
What the hell is going on? Why did Fina's attitude turn cold on me? What does this have to do with the flower?
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