
Like the usual morning routine, take a shower, have breakfast and get back to work. That's what Fattan and Sakia did. In the two-storey minimalist shophouse they rented, the two were having breakfast. Sakia is still with her attitude and Fattan is still with her pursuit of his wife's love.
"Dec, don't force your energy too much. If tired, Kia can go home rest at the shophouse. Brother works also for Kia not for anyone else" Fattan reminded.
"Yes, Brother" Sakia replied briefly.
After breakfast, Fattan picks up her briefcase and also the car keys she puts on the sofa. "Son's left first" said Fattan, stroking his wife's head who happened to be not wearing a hijab.
"Yes, be careful sister" Sakia smiled back then kissed her husband's hand.
After Fattan left, Sakia sat on the sofa grabbing her phone on the table and turning on her phone screen. His eyes were rounded while reading the status that Sabila posted on the Facebook App.
"No shame, already know her brother's fiance but still want to be captured"
That is the status content in Sabila's upload. A woman who begins to seek sensation, the reason for her crime is still a mystery. And his goal is blurred because of what, everything is still a question mark and only he knows the real reason.
"O Allah, Brother Sabila!" Sakia growled, squeezing her phone firmly. "It seems that my attitude of always giving up is a big mistake" Sakia murmured.
Sakia breathed in the air deeply and exhaled her slowly. Try to be as relaxed as possible so that his mind is calm. The woman wanted to go to her mother's house and hit her sister again but it felt useless. Papa Aher will definitely defend Sabila, that's what Sakia had in mind.
Drt drt...
Sakia's phone rang, plastered an unknown number on the phone's screen. Sakia frowned staring at the incoming call.
"Whose number is this?" sakia muttered wondering. "Assalamualaikum" he swiped after sliding the green picture.
"Yes right"
"What's? A flower? I didn't order flowers, sir. You have the wrong address"
"Yes already. Just a minute, sir"
Tut tut tut tut.
Sakia lazily went into the room to take the hijab and went down to the first floor through the stairs next to the shophouse. The woman approached the courier who delivered the flowers. Out of who, that must be the flower for Sakia Princess Ahmadenar.
"Sir, please check the address again. You were wrong" Fadila told the courier.
"No way, ma'am. The number I called rang and the name of the person who picked up was also the same as the name of the recipient of this flower"
"Yes too. Hehehehe" Sakia's grin. Sakia receives the flowers sent to her and goes up to the second floor. Arriving on the second floor, the woman placed the flowers on the table. Flowers were sent for him from a mysterious person.
"Who the hell sent me flowers" murmured Sakia.
...--...
Alif parked his car in front of the boutique. The independent man got out of the car and into the boutique approached his business friend. Inside the boutique, there are already Nurin, Nada and Sakia who are packing customer orders.
"Assalamualaikum" said Alif smiling widely.
"Waalaikumsalam handsome brother. Tumben style is different. Again have a crush on someone ya" ledek Nada chuckles. How not, Alif comes with a style that is quite stunning. The man was wearing a white short-sleeved distro shirt and long crem pants and a white resclusive baseball cap.
"Sir Alif, knows dong" whined Nurin.
"I'm also actually curious" Sakia said with a big smile.
Alif chuckles. "Three of you could. This heart is still for the people of the past" Alif said carving out a smile.
"He who disavows is sad too!" sakia's mind was upset.
"Kia, don't pout dong. Later the beauty is gone" said Alif teasing.
"Who's pouting" elak Sakia. Obviously his face looks tangled but still he dodged it.
...--...
Hospital in M City
Fattan was busy in the ER with some of her co-workers. Since morning many patients are brought in the ER with different complaints. There are patients who are food poisoning, there are accidents, some are from referrals from other cities and there are patients who are short of breath and there are still other complaints. Fortunately, there are several young doctors newly assigned to the ER so that patients can be treated immediately.
"So, how's my son doing?" ask a middle-aged woman who is none other than the mother of one of the patients handled by Fattan.
"Mother calm down, Buk. Mother's son we've handled. And thank God, his condition has improved" said Fattan smiling.
"Thank you very much, doctor" said the mother.
"That's my job, Buk. Excuse me first" said Fattan.
The busyness made Fattan and the morning shift doctors unaware of the time that was already afternoon and it was time for them to go home. Fattan glanced at her watch, the time was five o'clock in the afternoon, it was time for her to go home and rest. Since the doctor who had a night shift had arrived, Fattan chose to go home to the shophouse.
On the way home. Fattan looks not excited. The man was confused and did not know how to please a woman. He and Sabila were not dating and just applied. Know how to kiss too because Sabila who always play nyosor if they meet. That is one of the differences between Sakia and Sabila. Sakia takes care of herself, while Sabila is the opposite of Sakia.
Fattan pulled the car over the side of the road. The man went outside to buy moonlight and cold drinks. After buying the moonlight and cold drinks, Fattan returned to the car and continued on her way.
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"Assalamualaikum" Fattan said a greeting while knocking on the door.
Sakia, who was teaching, rushed to open the door for her husband. "Waalaikumsalam" Sakia replied and took the bag and cake that her husband had brought
"Sister, who's this?" sakia asked as she put the bright moon and cold drinks on the table.
"For us" replied Fattan as she sat her butt on the sofa and closed her eyes.
Sakia looked at her tired-looking husband. "Sir Fattan's pity, she must be tired" Sakia's inner. The woman sat next to her husband. "Sister, behind Kia" Sakia said.
Fattan opened his eyes, looking at his wife in confusion. "For?" ask Fattan.
"Don't ask too many questions. Quickly behind Kia" Sakia said.
Fattan also according to. The man confirmed his sitting position and turned his back to his wife. A few tens of seconds later, he carved out a smile as his wife massaged both his shoulders.
"Oh my God, how stupid I am. I wasted the love of a woman so sincere to me" Inner Fattan.
Sakia massaged her husband's shoulder for a long time. "I'm sorry Brother Fattan. Forgive my selfish attitude" inner Sakia.
"Kia" called Fattan turned to face her, but Sakia chose to lower her gaze to avoid her husband's gaze. Indeed the feeling of love is no longer there for her husband but the affection as a brother and sister is still there.
"Sister won't ask for Brother's rights as long as Kia still hasn't opened her heart to Brother. Fattan didn't want to, Kia did it because she had to. It's enough that you've made mistakes in the past. It's enough that Brother Fattan hurt Kia. Brother Fattan does not want to add to the wound again" said Fattan seriously.
"Sister Fattan, even if Kia doesn't love her sister anymore. But Kia is the legitimate wife of Brother Fattan. Accepting Kia's brother as Kia's husband then it's a sign that Kia is ready with all the obligations that Kia has to live, even the bed. No more forced words. No love does not mean that obligations must be ignored" explained Sakia.