Rahman's Love Is Not Just a Taste

Everything's Uncovered

Umaiza boarded the elevator after Rahma's mother was nearby.

"Calm down, son,"

"Yes, Mom. I'll meet until what time?"

" In a minute, my meeting's over,"

"Alhamdulillah, Mother. Umaiza calmly heard it,"

Elevator Door open.

Umaiza and Rahma's mom are out soon.

"Sir, how did Mr. Rahman enter the room?" umaiza asked softly, her panic slightly lessened.

"Nothing, Ma'am," replied Pak Baskoro's secretary with a smile.

"Thank you Ma'am, I went to Mr. Rahman's room first,"

"Well, ma'am," he answered.

"It turns out to be friendly and kind too" muttered secretary Pak Baskoro.

Rahma's mother smiled at the muttering of her secretary. And back to her husband's room.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Umaiza said as she opened Rahman's door.

"Waalaikummussalaam, Za, here come in" said Rahman happily.

"Has Bima been here again?" ask Umaiza while sitting on the sofa.

"Not yet, why?"

"Oh, not yet. It's okay, brother,"

"So, let's continue working first, yeah,"

"Yes, just relax. Do not be disturbed by the existence of Za," said Umaiza with a smile by showing her dimples.

Rahman refocused on work.

Umaiza took a glass and filled the water from the dispenser. And again sit down by opening a magazine that is next to the chair.

Tok.dok...

the sound of the door on the knock.

"Come in" said Rahman who is still focused on working.

The door is opened and enter Bima and Dewa sir. How surprised they were to see Umaiza sitting on the sofa.

Umaiza pretended to see the magazine but sometimes matanys glanced and focused ears to Rahman and Pak Bima.

"Is Mr Rahman ready to go out of town?" ask Pak Bima.

Rahman did not answer to keep working.

"If Mr. Rahman does not go, the business outside the city will be neglected" continued Pak Bima.

"Sorry, yes, Mr. Bima. My boss is Mr. Baskoro." Rahman replied relaxed.

"Yes, but Mr. Baskoro told me to order Mr. Rahman out of the city" said Pak Bima a little upset.

"Astagfirullah, how come you bring me the hell?" lirih Umaiza in heart.

Rahman called Pak Baskoro's secretary and soon the secretary came.

"Is there anything you can help?" ask Pak Baskoro's secretary after he was in Rahman's room.

"Is there a schedule of out-of-town meetings with clients within these three days?"

"Nothing, sir."

"Please go back to the place" Rahman told Pak Baskoro's secretary.

"Have you explained, sir?" asked Rahman to Pak Bima without further ado.

Bima and Dewa tried to convince Rahman to leave.

"Already sir, however you forced my future husband to leave. I will never allow it" Umaiza said as she stood and approached Rahman.

"It's office business,"

"Dad's secretary, said there's no office business,"

Pak Bima and Dewa fell silent.

"Sister, tell me what happened last night?"

"Sister in the legals on the street, same friends Roni. Almost killed, but the patrol came. Thank God, Brother still survived," Rahman's story, deliberately Umaiza wanted to hear it in front of Pak Bima and Dewa.

"Astagfirullah, it didn't work last night, now it's on again?" ask Umaiza.

Rahman did not understand.

"Roni now like it wasn't our fault, sir. But the fault of himself, now his friends become victims of prison, whether the Father and Brother of God also want to go to prison as well, how is the fate of Roni next?"

"Because this is all your fault?"

"Sir, love cannot be forced. Is for Roni's happiness, you want to sacrifice the fate of girls, selfish,"

"Now we have to do what, we can't bear to see Roni like that?"

"Will by killing Rahman, Roni be happy and come back to her senses or will I accept Roni's love?"

"At least we are satisfied, you or Rahman will suffer greatly,"

"Astagfirullah, sir, Brother, our faith is not that shallow. Our love is not because of lust but because of God. Now instead of your Father and Brother resenting or hating us, better find Roni a psychiatrist so that someone leads in a better direction,"

Hearing the words from Umaiza again like a hard slap, Pak Bima lowered his head and cried. Brother Dewa looked at Umaiza's face fixedly.

"Rahman, happy you have Umaiza who loves you so sincerely. Now I understand why Roni loves him so much. But Roni interpreted love in the wrong sense," said Brother Dewa while shedding tears.

Mr. Baskoro came in with a bit of anger

"Bima, you've been working here a long time. Why would you want to kill my daughter's future husband, huh?" said Mr. Baskoro who wanted to hit Pak Bima. Umaiza immediately arrested Mr. Baskoro.

"I actually from yesterday wanted to beat up your son, but still appreciate you, now what you did is outrageous,"

"Dad, calm down" said Umaiza as she rubbed Mr. Baskoro's back.

"I'm sorry, we sir, we are caliph" said Dewa.

"Dad, you got a psychiatrist?" tanya Umaiza tried to divert the conversation and to cover up the sadness of hearing the words of Mr. Baskoro.

"Some, honey, for whom?"

"To Roni, Well, to help her heal,"

"Look, how genuine is my daughter. You want to kill her future husband, instead,"

"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry, I'm khilaf,"

"There, later in the afternoon I will tell the doctor to come to your house, Bim," said Mr. Baskoro.

"Thank you, sir." said Mr. Bima.

"I did this for Umaiza."

"Thank you, dad." hugging me.

"If you want to know, actually I want to match Umaiza with Rahman when Rahman joined this company. But because Umaiza has not met finally I save that desire. When yesterday we found Umaiza and Rahman who drove him, it looks like they are already very familiar and know each other. Even Rahman met Umaiza. This is God's way, God's help to my desires. Allah make all his affairs easy." explained Mr. Baskoro.

Pak Bima and Dewa nodded slowly.

"It turns out there was a father's interference in our relationship" Umaiza said with a smile.

"So whatever the obstacles, In Shaa Allah you will not be separated. Because there's a father and a mother's do'a," while hugging Umaiza and kissing the top of Umaiza's head.

"Thank you, Sir. Already entrusted Umaiza to be Rahman's mentor," said Rahman was moved to hear the words of Pak Baskoro.

"I'm sorry and thank you for your help" said Pak Bima.

Pak Bima and Dewa came out of Rahman's room.

"Za, thank you for helping out today, sister,"

"Yes, Brother. You welcome. Sister-to-be husband Za, if there's anything to sister, Za will also be sorry,"

Mr. Baskoro smiled and rubbed the head of Umaiza who was quick to respond and wise.

Mr. Baskoro went into the room and met Rahma's mother again.

"Sister, the room is clean, neat. And in that corner, it looks like Za knows the flower? while walking towards the vase containing the flowers.

"That's the flower you bought from Za" with a smile.

"Cock in the workspace?" looking towards Rahman.

"Let you always work with the flowers made by Za's delicate hands,"

"Why do you know, Za's hands are smooth or rough?" ask Umaiza astonished.

"So right, Za, hold brother's hand,"

"But is it not conscious?" while walking closer to Rahman.

"Silver is aware of the touch of Za's hand, then Za recites the do'a-do'a that makes the heart of the shady brother, Za helps the brother to ablution, and the dhuha prayer. It all made my sister feel moved,"

"Ih, nasty. If you know it is aware that Za will not memapah and help sister ablution," Umaiza pouted.

"Silver is fully aware when already praying dhuha, before brother has not been fully aware. Bima sir learned where did ya, the science of hypnosis?" asked Rahman smiling amusedly remembering the incident earlier.

"Tau, ach," Umaiza was angry.

"Don't be angry, when angry it looks more beautiful. There'll be a shaitan through, brother kiss, will you?"

"Ih, amit-amit. Not yet," while shrugging both shoulders and smiling.

"Well, so smile. Beautiful natural,"

"Sir, Za would like to come home?"

"Later in the afternoon with brother, boss?"

"No, pity you're afraid to take a break."

"Rahma's mother slept in a special room" Rahman said.

"meaning?"

"Yes, in Pak Baskoro's room there is a special room where Mr. Baskoro or Ms. Rahma rest when here,"

"Ooo,"

"Za, you want to rest?"

"Za, want to eat the real thing. Try Za to Dad's room who knows if there's any fruit or drink,"

"In the refrigerator sister is also there, just try Za open. To eat it later at rest yes, sister order in the cafeteria,"

"Don't order, just eat in the cafeteria. All Za wants to know how the father's employees,"

"May, Brother get the job done first,"

Umaiza came out of the room Rahman was going to the room Pak Baskoro, previously chatting first with the secretary Pak Baskoro.

"Sir, forgive Umaiza yes, if Umaiza was not polite,"

"It's okay, I get it, Ma'am, it looked really panicked,"

"Call me Umaiza, just to be more familiar. I'm Pak Baskoro's son and Rahma's long-lost mother." explains Umaiza.

"I'm Alifa," while giving her hand.

Umaiza welcomed Alifa's hand with a smile, "It's nice to meet Alifa,"

"Together, Umaiza,"

Umaiza entered Pak Baskoro's room.

"Well, Mom, where?"

"Mother rest, son, want to rest too?"

"No, Dad, Umaiza is going to loot the food in my dad's fridge, " with a smile.

"Yang Umaiza would like, just take it. for the snack is in the bottom cupboard,"

"Good, Dad,"

Umaiza took a drink and some fruits, picked up a knife and a plate. Umaiza peeled mango quite a lot, to give to father and Rahman. Because surely they both have a lot of work today.

Tomorrow the two will take Umaiza to campus for a hearing.