ON PAUSE!!!

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"Alhamdulillah, it's finally over, Mom." said Anin thanked when the cakes she made with her mother since morning was partially finished.

Miss Vienna also smiled with relief to see the cakes made by her and her daughter, none of whom failed. Although he only got fifteen jars, at least he and his daughter have completed half of them, so that later in the afternoon or tomorrow they can finish again some of them.

"Yes, Son. Alhamdulillahot. You better clean up now. It was past the time of dzuhur." he said he looked exhausted. However, Miss Vienna is still trying to look spirited in the eyes of her daughter.

Anin could still see the tired look on her mother's face even though she tried to cover it up.

"Mother first. This dirty furniture so that Anin will be right, mother also has to rest. Or Anin find someone to help Anin finish this half, so that mom can rest a lot" he said.

Ms. Vienna immediately shook her head to hear her daughter's words. "Don't! I don't pa-pa really, I can still do all this" she assured the princess.

"But, Mum..."

"Udah, mom's not pa-pa. Just a short break mom must be strong again, hehe." he continued. "You have to clean your mother first yes, you don't forget to pray."

Anin assented to his mother's words, inevitably he had to agree with his mother's decision.

After the departure of his mother, Anin cleaned up furniture such as basins and other tools that were dirty to be collected before washing.

While waiting for his mother to clean up, Anin decided to wash the dirty furniture now so that later he could immediately fight again to make cakes.

On the sidelines of his activity, suddenly his cellphone sounded from the direction of the table. Anin immediately washed her hands and wiped them and went to the table and grabbed her cell phone. It was a message from an unknown number.

+6285********

My driver's coming to pick you up soon, get ready.

(P)

Anin scrunched her forehead, who was the one who sent the message to her. And those initials?

Is it possible to do yoga? Why not use the usual number?

"I just call, deh, I'm afraid of pranksters."

Soon Anin looking for her lover's contact, after finding it Anin directly press the phone icon.

After waiting for a while, it turns out that his girlfriend's phone is not active.

"Cock is off, anyway? Where is yoga going?" mumbling wonder. Not usually also his lover turned off his cell phone.

"Is this message really from Mas Yoga? What about you?" Anin bit her finger because she was confused about what to do.

After struggling with his thoughts, Anin finally decided to get ready, maybe his lover wanted to surprise him. So give a mysterious message like that.

Anin put back her cellphone and hurriedly continued washing the furniture that had been delayed. After a while, everything was washed clean. Anin immediately rushed to get a towel and went to the bathroom which was still in the kitchen.

After cleaning, Anin turned to his room to dress and perform dzuhur prayer.

Twenty minutes later, Anin was ready for what she looked like. He went out and looked for his mother who was resting in his room.

"Mom going to bed?" anin asked when she saw her mother was still awake.

"Yes, Son. Mom's gonna take a little nap. Where are you going to get that neat?" tanyanya while waking up again from her sleeping position.

"Anin let's go out for a second, ma'am. Like Mas Yoga want to meet." he explained between sure not sure.

"Kayaknya? Who called you?" tanyanya.

"That's it, Mom. Just sent Anin the same message from the new number."

"That's why don't you go, son. Fearful that message is not from Nak Yoga." break it up.

Tin, Tin, Tin

The sound of a car horn suddenly sounded from the courtyard of the house. Anin and Miss Vienna asked each other in their respective gazes.

"That must be the one who's going to pick Anin up, Mom." Anin explained.

"Yes, already. Let's go outside." take Miss Vienna. Anin nodded then followed her mother out.

And sure enough, outside already stood a man in his typical bodyguard uniform.

"With Anin's mother?" ask the man to make sure.

"Yes." Anin replied.

"Wait!" tukas Bu Vienna. "Is this really what I told you to pick up my daughter, Nak Yoga?"

"Yes, Mom. If you do not believe this is the master ID card that is entrusted to me in case your mother or mother does not believe." he said while handing over the ID to Anin.

Anin received and saw it and it was true that the ID card belonged to her lover. "Yes Ma'am, this is KTP Mas Yoga. It means, actually, the one who sent a message to Anin is really Mas Yoga."

Miss Vienna also checked the ID card. Although he still looks less trusting, but he agreed with the words of his daughter.

"Yes already. You be careful yes, do not go home at night." he said, which was immediately asserted by Anin.

"Can I hold your ID?" asked Miss Vienna to the bodyguard while raising her palm. Just in case something happens to his daughter he can directly report it to the police.

The man seemed doubtful. Why did he get it, he thought. "Yes Ma'am." With hesitation the man immediately handed over his ID as collateral.

"Mom, isn't it too much?" whispered Anin felt bad for the man in front of her.

"For your safety. I won't believe it." she said. Anin did not believe her mother had a different attitude than usual, impressed assertive and vigilant.

"So you can leave now?" asked the man who could not stand being stared at by horror by the middle-aged woman.

"Yes." Anin replied. "Anin's leaving, Mom. I take a break, don't make cakes." Pinta Anin.

"Yes, be careful." the message. Then Miss Vienna looked firmly again at the man who had been seen shriek.

"Don't fuck around, your ID's the same as mine!"

"I-iya ma'am, safe." she replied nervously.

After Anin was immediately said goodbye, Anin greeted her mother and then rushed to go to the car.

The car slowly advanced out of the yard.

Along the way Anin was made nervous because it is not usually this mysterious Yoga.

"Where are we really going, Mom?" finally the question came out of his mouth.

"Sorry, Ma'am. Mr. Yoga forbade me to tell you his place" he replied, which made Anin even more astonished.

Anin chose to stay quiet and let the man take her where he was. Anin still felt safe because the car he was riding was still driving in the crowd of the city road.

Up to half an hour later, the car entered the building area that looks very luxurious. Anin was amazed at how tall the building was. It's just that the state of the building looks a little quiet, is it possible because of Sunday? So, what building is this?

"We have arrived, Ma'am" said the bodyguard who surprised Anin. After saying that the man went out and opened the door for Anin.

"Please."

"Thank you." said Anin, then stepped down.

"Let me take you."

Anin nodded then followed the steps of the bodyguard entering the building. Anin sweeps every corner of the room that looks very classy its interior. He did not expect to be able to feel set foot in this magnificent place.

"Sorry, Ma'am. I can only take you here. Please come in, then go up to the 30th floor. Later there will be someone who will pick you up." he told me.

Anin was a little surprised because she did not know how to use the elevator. "But I can't take the elevator, Mas."

The man then told how to use the buttons in the elevator. Not long after, Anin finally understood.

Anin entered immediately after the man left. Honestly, he was very afraid to be in the rectangular-shaped room alone. Anin closed her eyes until the elevator door opened again.

Anin opened her eyes, she slightly snapped as someone was already standing before her.

"Come, sir is waiting for you" said the man.

Anin who was still in shock only responded with a nod. He followed the man who looked very neat.

Soon, his steps stopped because the man stopped right in front of a door. The man knocked on the door and said. "Sir, the one you're waiting for has come."

"Yes, tell me to come in!"

The deg!

That sound?!