Prayer of the Worthwhile. Taligama Lotus
The Part 14
The last few days Marwah helped her three children pack up and began to move their belongings to a new contract, some caring neighbors helped, not taking long, within three days their family had already occupied a rented house in the back alley.
Not far in fact, arguably even back each other in the position of the two rented, which makes it far, must turn the road, but the children of Marwah prefer to pass through the path beside the house, which makes it far away, it is still a dirt road, because it is empty land, but it can facilitate road access for them.
Marwah told the left-right neighbors in the old rented house, if anyone sought or asked their whereabouts to say they did not know, in fact he did not want to make the neighbors lie, all for the safety of his family.
Having the support of the RT chairman, Marwah's neighbors agreed to what he asked, they did care about women who were always good to their neighbors, never nosy with other people's affairs, even tend to be indifferent, he is only busy with his family.
It has been almost two weeks Marwah occupies a new contract, Jaka has visited his old contract several times, but did not meet the woman who has made the boss not soundly sleep and not good to eat.
Almost all of Marwah's neighbors who were asked about the family's whereabouts shut up, fear dominates even more if it still has to do with Marko, although the mother of three children knew that the man who had been so good to his family would not stay silent with the act of terror he received.
But it is better to prevent than late action, thank God the government has loosened PSBB regulations, Marwah is getting active in working, used goods are collected more and more, the collectors have also started to wiggle again.
Currently he only focuses on the work and his children, until a summons from the Religious Court came, apparently Sudrajad actually filed for divorce, of course, but for what mourned, he said, her husband will not return.
Organizing a new life with his three children is the main priority of Marwah now, some neighbors who were affected by PHK due to the pandemic that is sweeping began to collect used goods as well, they agreed to deposit in Marwah, Marwah, before selling on large collectors.
With fashion like this, Marwah's income is increasing, Rahma also Nisa always helps their mothers sort out the used goods collected, Fahmi remained with her job at the grocery store Pak Manaf.
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While in a refrigerated workspace, a man was grumpy at some people who looked like bodyguards,
"Searching for a woman only you guys are not sober, I've assigned this to you for a month, but no results whatsoever, very disappointing," the man's shout echoed throughout the room.
"If you still want my cooperation, find them until you can! and don't come back before you get any results, UNDERSTAND YOU?" , a shout back is heard.
"Eyeah, sir," simultaneously the answer came out of four sturdy men.
"Continue your duties."
"Okay sir, we'll excuse you" said one of them.
"Hmm."
Plunged his strapping body onto the maroon-colored sofa, which was in the corner of the room, leaning his wide back while twitching the temples with his fingers, there was no long sound of knocking on the door.
knok....
"Come in!" , a loud voice sounded from the room dominated by black and white which seemed masculine.
"Excuse me sir, there is a sister Sinta want to meet," explained the hijab woman who is her secretary.
"Ck, why else come here," the grumbling man who suddenly turned sour. "Yes, tell me to come in, 10 minutes of time I give, after that you come in, pretend I have an important meeting, okay?"
"Mas, how are you?" asked the woman who always looks fashionable and seems sexy when she was in Marko's room.
"Take the habit of saying hello, never taught what?" , great-granddaughter Marko in a cold tone.
"Sorry, forgot, lunch yuk Mas," Sinta said as she approached the man who had put on a sour look.
"What is the need to come here?" , still being cold and indifferent Marko responded to the arrival of the beautiful doctor sitting in front of him.
"You said it, take lunch," the spoiled tone was clearly heard from Sinta's voice.
"Sorry, God willing I fast." the most appropriate reason to reject the invitation of women who always do beauty treatments from head to toe.
"Seriously Mas? what day is fasting?" ,Love feels if Marko lied to her.
"That's why if the TPA is horrifying his ustadznya, do not babble himself, well I have been doing the last two months of fasting David, and today I am running it," Marko gave a long explanation.
"When will there be time for the two of us?" ,Love was sulking.
"Sorry, I don't have the time of unknown things, soon I also have metting, so I'm sorry I have to go out," Marko's subtle swipe at Sinta.
"Ck, yeah, I'm home." Sinta left Marko's room with a thick feeling of arrogance.
Very nice, fortunately love, if not already I shamanin, Sinta grumbled in the heart.
After Sinta returned Marko was restless, where were you Mar? why just disappear? what the hell's going on? restless in his heart when he found out the woman he loved just disappeared.
Wudhu then prostrated himself on his alphabet, that was all he could do, complained to the Khaliq, told all his gulana, asking for instructions on where to look for Marwah and her children, and, begging to be reunited with her heart lover.
Clear circles wet his cheeks, realizing so selfish of him when he asked his Lord a lot, while he always did wrong, committing sins and even obedience, really feeling ungrateful.
After chatting with the owner of life, Marko left the 4-storey building, a building built from the results of his labor for almost 10 years standing firmly on the outskirts of Jakarta, Jakarta, deliberately chosen a location far from the city crowd.
The latest Fortuner All Nu runs from the parking lot, taking the owner down the road to the village where the woman he missed should be.
The shiny black car was parked at the end of the alley, the owner walked towards the rented house that was being renovated, paying attention to all the activities of the construction workers, the longer his view blurred.
Tears could not be held back, tightness in his chest withstanding the whack of longing, a sense of loss more domineering, wounds that were opened again because of his abacial attitude, should it end like this, slumped in loneliness, and so on, coiled with a sense of loss, it's stupid that you Marko cried in his heart, still with his face puffy.
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Should Marko be disappointed again? wait for the continuation yes
