Rahman's Love Is Not Just a Taste

Crying happily

Rahman went home, then went to the bathroom. Rahman in the bathroom a little while. After everything was clean, Rahman came out of the bathroom with a towel. Then wear casual clothes to look relaxed.

Once tidy, Rahman went to Mother's house for breakfast.

"Where are you going to be tidy?"

"You go to Umaiza's house,"

"Kangen yes, just the night met," Mother seduced

"Farid where, Bun?" diverting conversations.

"Still asleep,"

Then Rahman had breakfast.

Waiting for Mr. Baskoro by reading the newspaper. Lots of terrible news. Rape, murder, kidnapping and more. Makes Rahman's heart feel sorry for the victim and upset to the perpetrators.

Mr. Baskoro has arrived, deliberately not stopping by first. And wait for Rahman from across. Rahman got into the car and walked in the back of Pak Baskoro's car.

Mr. Baskoro gave way to Rahman first. And follow Rahman from behind.

Not long before Rahman and Pak Baskoro arrived at the orphanage, where Umaiza was raised.

"Well, this is an orphanage we didn't touch at all to find our daughter" whispered Rahma.

Rahman walked first.

There were children playing outside, Rahman approached him.

"We're meeting with the orphanage's mother. Can you show me where we can meet him?" rahman.

"Come, come with me" said a boy named Bowo.

We followed from behind.

"Mother Aisyah wants to see Mom" Bowo said.

"Thank you, Bowo," stood up and walked towards us.

"My name is Aisyah,"

"I'm Rahma" shaman while hugging.

"I'm Baskoro,"

Aisyah's mother cupped her hands in front of her chest.

"And I'm Rahman," followed the same thing with Mother Aisyah.

Mr. Baskoro, Ms. Rahma and Ms. Aisyah entered, Rahman chose to wait in the long chair. Because it feels beyond Rahman's capacity to know the purpose and purpose of his boss here.

Umaiza who was walking towards Mother Aisyah's room saw a man sitting. Wearing casual dress, t-shirts and pants canvas material. Umaiza.

"What are you doing here" asked Umaiza to the man in front of her who was busy playing his phone.

A familiar voice in Rahman's ear, Rahman raised his head to Umaiza.

"Sister Rahman, what are you doing here?"

"You kangen, so play here early in the morning" teased Rahman.

"Can't miss the one who isn't the mahrom of sin" while sitting next to Rahman.

"If it's his future wife, how?"

"Everything so, later if it is legal to be a husband and wife can say kangen," replied Umaiza firmly.

Rahman just smiled looking at Umaiza annoyed.

"Smile again, ugly. I've met you there now home. Umaiza wants to finish typing the script,"

"How many chapters are left?"

"Leave the cover,"

"When it's done, here's brother print,"

"Is it not a hassle?"

"No, your future husband will support his future wife in completing her script. To get married quickly," said Rahman seriously.

Umaiza's heart was running around inside there hearing Rahman's sincere words.

"Have breakfast?"

"Here, just before here Umaiza had breakfast first,"

"Well, this morning we have breakfast at this time?"

"Netic thesis, hehehe,"

"Hard work apparently, already wanted to be applied?"

Umaiza rolled her eyes at Rahman and put on a sullen face.

"Mother Ayesha has a guest?"

"Yes, my brother escorted Rahma and Mr. Baskoro" Rahman said.

"Mother Rahma and Mr. Baskoro" Umaiza recalled their names. "Yes, on the business card that Mother gave her name was written Rahma and Pak Baskoro,"

"Know Umaiza?"

Umaiza recounted yesterday's incident to Rahman.

"What relationship are they having with their brother?"

"They're the owners of the company where you work,"

"Ooo,"

"It just so happens that Umaiza is here, let's go in, someone wants to see you,"

"Good, Mom,"

Unknowingly Umaiza pulled Rahman's hand, because inevitably Rahman had to know it.

Rahman did not reject what Umaiza had done.

"Assalamu'alaikum," Umaiza said hello to Rahma's mother.

"Waalaikummussalaam" they answered.

Mr. Baskoro looked at Umaiza without blinking.

Umaiza waved to Rahman to sit on the chair. And Umaiza sat beside Rahma's mother.

Mr. Baskoro saw Umaiza like he saw his wife. Sitting side by side like a betel in two.

"Why did Mr. Baskoro see Umaiza like that, Mom?" umaiza asked in a whisper to Rahma's mother.

Rahma's mother hit her husband's thigh to resuscitate him.

"Truely said Mother, Umaiza is beautiful. Similar to Mom,"

"Ehem," Rahman cleared his throat.

"Why are you here" asked Mr. Baskoro, only to realize that Rahman was inside.

"Umaiza is upset, sir," said Umaiza slowly.

Rahma's mother smiled.

"Umaiza, your premonition about your parents is true. They're your parents. But to further confirm what Umaiza is ready for DNA testing,"

Umaiza immediately hugged Rahma's mother and cried, "Mother, Umaiza's mother?" and hugged again. Both were crying and Mr. Baskoro hugged them from behind Rahma's mother.

"Parent, child. Umaiza the son of Mr Boss?." asked Rahman in disbelief. "However, seeing the faces of Rahma and Umaiza at a glance is very similar" Rahman continued.

"Umaiza wants to" said Umaiza without thinking

"Well, can it be today?" ask Rahma's mother.

"Try me on the phone first,"

Mr. Baskoro called his personal doctor and was immediately accepted.

"Corn," the voice from the sebrang

"Jiang, Doc. I'd like a DNA test if it can be this afternoon?"

"Please sir, I wait,"

"Can, Mom," said Mr. Baskoro

"The DNA test will be done now, is Umaiza ready?" ask Rahma's mother.

"Yes, Mom. In Shayah Allah, ready. But Rahman's coming, right?"

Rahma's mother turned to Rahman and smiled.

"Okay, Brother will come. Can you sir?"

"If that's my daughter's request, you won't be able to resist,"

Rahma's mother, Rahman, Aisyah's mother and Umaiza smiled happily at Mr. Baskoro's words.

Umaiza said goodbye to shower and get ready before leaving.

"You like my daughter?" ask Mr. Baskoro.

"Yes, Sir. From the beginning met with Umaiza already liked. Especially after seeing his personality. And his attention to Mother." said Rahman not clumsy.

"Mother, Mother lost dong with your mother Rahman," teased Mother Rahma.

"No dong, Mom. Umaiza's son is sholehah, even she wants to be devoted to Mother and Father,"

"It seems that you know a lot about my daughter Umaiza," teased Mr. Baskoro.

"Ah, not really. Later Mother and Father who will know more about Umaiza, unless it has been my companion," replied Rahman while chuckling.

Aisyah's mother simply smiled hearing their chatter.

"Mother Aisyah can I see photos of Umaiza as a child?"

"Don't love it, Mom. Later in the jampe-jampe with Rahman," said Pak Baskoro joking.

"Ah, Father. If you want to be in the jampe-jampe right now, xixixi,"

Rahman and Pak Baskoro if in the office very serious but if outside the office looks like a son and father, friend, brother. Joking sometimes goes too far.

Umaiza comes with a pink gamis stelan and an ash veil added with white skin.

"Umaiza is ready,"

Rahman's brother still bengong see the appearance of Umaiza, but in the hands of Pak Baskoro.

Rahma's mother took Umaiza and they said goodbye to Aisha's mother.

Rahman followed from behind.

On his way outside, Mr. Baskoro gave the key to Rahman. Rahman opened the doors of Umaiza and so did Mr. Baskoro. Mr. Baskoro sat in front, next to Rahman. Behind Umaiza and Rahma's mother.

Umaiza, your dream is just a few steps away.

I will remain loyal to accompany you to continue to support and help you.

May you remain as Umaiza now

hasn't changed.