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Really...This feeling is not wrong, the feeling that has been splashed and nurtured for two more years with his halal partner, but why now both want to throw away the taste? just because each ego with frills wants to see the person he loves living happily. Ah...Bullshits! all of this will only hurt both of them. If only one of them was willing to start talking from heart to heart, of course this would not happen, but again the ego that overcomes that feeling, he said, the love that should have been growing in the age of his new marriage as long as this corn.
"Dad...!" Call Thalita while getting off her seat and scattering into Fauzi's arms.
"How's your beautiful daughter?" fauzi asked as he bowed, hugged her and kissed Thalita's cheek.
"Okay Dad", he said with a smile. "Dad sit down first, Thalita wants to finish the drink first, Daddy wants to?" tanyanya while pulling Fauzi's arm and asked him to sit next to her, so face to face with Afifa, now they are only blocked by a long table that is only 30 cm wide.
"Don't love, I'm waiting for you" Fauzi said with a smile, his tail catching the figure of Afifa who only stirred his drink with a straw while throwing his gaze into the streets. "Let's finish the drink" he said later to his daughter.
"Yes Dad, Thalita was picked up by both Father and Mother at once" Thalita said with a sweet smile.
Afifa placed the glass she was holding, then turned her gaze towards Thalita. "Thalita came home with Dad, yes, Mommy has to go to Umi's house, Umi is sick.
"Mother's sick? what pain?" ask Thalita.
"Umi fell baby, so..."
"It is not good to make excuses with Umi's pain to the children", Fauzi said suddenly cutting Afifa's speech with a flat voice as if insinuating her, making Afifa stare intently at her, but Fauzi just glanced at him and looked back at his daughter.
"Mmmm...Yes it's a pity, then, Mommy said yes, the angkot had come, Thalita went home with Dad", said Afifa while standing from his seat, "Assalamualaikum", then set his foot on the road and stopped the passing angkot.
"But Bund...Thalita", the boy was about to stand up after Afifa. But Fauzi stopped him by holding Thalita's hand.
"Greetings waalaikum", replied Fauzi slowly as he stared at the glass of Afifa before him which was still half left, but his hand still held Thalita's arm.
"Dad...Thalita wants to come with Mother, want to see Umi who is sick as well", whine Thalita when he saw Afifa had climbed into the angkot.
"Other times dear, Mother is busy right now", Fauzi calmed her daughter down, "Now we go home yuk!"
"Certain Mother?"
"Mother wants to stay at Umi's house first".
"Yaaaa..so at home there will be no Mother dong?", Thalita pouted.
"There's a Dad, Thalita doesn't want to be Dad?" ask Fauzi. But the boy was still pouting not answering. "Yes, I promise you tomorrow I don't work and we'll go for a walk all day" Fauzi said.
"Could Dad really?" ask Thalita sumringah.
"He'em", Fauzi nodded with a confident smile.
Thalita smiled and wanted to come home with Fauzi.
Fauzi took the purse and took out 50 thousand dollars to pay for the drink, but the owner of the stall said, the drink has been paid Afifa. he just sighed and put the wallet back in his pants pocket.
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During the night, Fauzi replaces Afifa's role as mother, she prepares all Thalita's needs, including helping her with PR and preparing food for the two of them, but again Fauzi gets a protest from her daughter, "Dad...that's not how it works, Ah...Dad. This is wrong, if Mother usually like gini, Dad... Thalita doesn't know about this, Ah...What father did.." 'Thalita protested when Fauzi helped work on her PR. "Kok tastes different, yes Daddy same fried rice made by Mother? this is Dad's preoccupation, it should be.bla..bla...." his protest again when Fauzi serves food for him, making Fauzu just stroke his chest holding his patience. Likewise, when he was about to sleep, Thalita always mentioned the usual habits of Afifa, which Fauzi did not know at all.
Fauzi looked at his daughter's face after she painstakingly kept him closed, then he stood up and walked towards his own room limply and lazily. He stretched his body just about anywhere on the bed still using his scabbard, his gaze going around looking for nothing, yet this room really felt hollow to him. Fauzi rubbed his face rough, then corrected his sleeping position, placed his head on a pillow and stretched out his left hand, glimpsed hands that usually there is someone asleep there while hugging himself accompanied by a sweet smile that always cools his heart, he said, it did not feel like a smile was carved from Fauzi's lips before he finally realized what had happened. He got up and sat himself on the bed hugging his own knees, long silent enough, then both his hands pulled his thick hair back, he got out of bed and stepped out of the room, take a drink of water and sit on the sofa while grabbing the remote and turning on the television.
The television continued to light up, whether what was going on on the glass screen there, Fauzi did not care, there was enough noise accompanying him, he said, to slightly reduce the loneliness and longing that is now peaking every night.
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On Sunday, after breakfast and cleaning up Umi's house, Afifa prepared to go to the place where she promised to meet Nadia at 10 this morning. He also said goodbye to Abi and Umi, then went by using a motorbike commonly used by Rizqi school.
Within 25 minutes of Afifa getting to the destination, apparently Nadia had not come, she was waiting in a stainless chair in front of the souvenir shop, Afifa saw her wrist had shown at 10:30, he said, he took a cell phone to call Nadia. But...
"Anti...!" nadia shouted from the side to surprise Afifa who was focusing on her phone screen.
"Astaghfirulloh's chat...Nadias...Good thing Anti no hangers, ck ck ck.. you are yes.", Greget Afifa while pinching the cheek of caby Nadia.
"Awwww.painful Anti...Ampiuuuun.", his whine while grinning, his face looks sumringah signifies that his heart condition is now very happy.
"Hmmm...is there any more like it? hayo..hayo... What's wrong?" goda Afifa while elbowing Nadia's arm.
"Hehe..." Nadia blushed embarrassedly, "Later also Anti-tau", he said again with a smile, making her round eyes narrowed because of pushed up her caby cheeks.
"Hmmm..okay deh if you don't want to tell a story" said Afifa, his hand toggle chins mencos nadia's, "So....we find here a gift?" afifa asked, answered with a nod of Nadia. "What do you want to buy, Nad?" afifa asked as she walked hand in hand with Nadia towards the entrance of the shop.
"Not yet to know An" he answered.
"Lo's? how do you not know?".
"Makanya Nadia ngajak Anti, maybe Anti tau gift suitable for Mas Ari", he said a little whisper in Afifa's ear, while blushing.
Afifa stopped her steps, then turned to face Nadia. "Mas Ari?" tanyanya.
Afifa thought for a moment, she just remembered that today's date did coincide with Farid's birthday, as soon as his memory revolved in the past, where he had given her a gift of a package of drawing equipment, and he had given her a gift, because he loved drawing to become the architect he is today. And that gift he gave on the same date as today. "Why ask Anti?" afifa said again after her memory returned to the present.
"Because Anti knows more about his favorite?" said Nadia.
"Why do you think like that?"
"Mas Ari often tells stories about Anti, and from his chatter, Nadia knows, if Anti used to be close enough to him, and of course Anti also knows a lot about his favorite. Aren't you...?" said Nadia, which is enough to make Afifa confused to answer it.
"Oh.gitu yes.", Afifa smiled crisply while thinking what the right answer would be if Nadia kept asking about her relationship with Farid in the past.
"Yes.eat it Come on, An! Help Nadia find a suitable gift for her", Nadia pulls Afifa's hand into the store.
Nadia's eyes revolved around looking at the souvenirs neatly lined up on the storefront, her eyes fixed on the branded watch in an elegant style in front of her. "Anti..., how about a watch?" ask Nadia.
"Looks like he already has" Afifa replied.
"Glass eyes?".
"He doesn't like glasses".
"Bag? a shirt? a jacket?" nadia asked repeatedly, but Afifa still shook her head, making Nadia frustrated what to choose.
"Hats only", said Afifa, suddenly he remembered the face of Farid who was covered in sweat when he came out of the Wulan house construction project at that time.
"Hats? why hats?" nadia asked astonished, of the many expensive gifts mentioned himself, why Afifa even chose a hat that cost less of course than the objects he mentioned earlier.
"She seems to need a hat to work when the day is hot, she often comes on a project, and it seems like she never wears a hat", Afifa looked at Nadia who was a little confused, "do not look at the price, but the benefits, buy two! let him change if the other one is dirty" said Afifa.
Nadia still frowned, then looked at Afifa with a probing look, "Seems like Anti knows her very well?" nadia asked, suddenly making Afifa jerked at the question posed by Nadia.
"Oh.that's it.., that's because Anti would have been a school with him, so.At least Anti tau lah.", said Afifa with a crisp smile of course.
Nadia rounded her mouth without a sound, her eyebrows slightly raised, perhaps she was still hesitant with Afifa's reply. Then he again asked, "Anti.gimana if we buy it at the supermarket aja, it looks like Nadia knows a good hat-selling place, later all we have lunch there.
"Keep...here?" asked Afifa astonished, he felt bad too if he did not buy it there.
"Here there's a match, Come on.!", again Nadia pulled Afifa's hand, Afifa was forced to follow after nodding to the shopkeeper as an apology.
The two walked towards the supermarket which stood towering about 50 meters away from the previous store. The two entered and circled around looking for the object in question, until Nadia finally found a hat that fit for her to give Farid, two hats branded in black and dark blue, simple but elegant. Nadia asked the waiter to wrap it as a gift and put it in a phaper bag.
Nadia seems to send a message to someone, then invite Afifa to go up to the 4th floor for lunch.As long as in the elevator Nadia's face looks more radiant, the face looks more radiant, sometimes he smiled to himself while staring at the phaper bag in his hand. Afifa didn't say much she just followed what Nadia wanted.
The elevator stopped right in front of the restaurant, next to which there was a Timezone that was quite large, Afifa had looked at him for a moment to see some children who were busy playing with his parents, a smile carved from his lips.
"This is Anti" said Nadia, then invited Afifa to sit on a rectangular table with four chairs around it.
Nadia ordered food, sometimes she stared at the clock on her phone screen, she looked nervous, it seemed like someone was waiting for her. Nadia stood up and told Afifa to go to the back.
Afifa simply nodded and waited by herself at the customer's desk while looking through the incoming messages on her phone, until someone's voice called her name.
"Afifa Asalamualaikum... How are you?" tanyakanya.
As Afifa lifted her head, her eyes caught someone standing in front of her smiling sweetly at her.
"Wa.alaikum salam", replied Afifa, immediately he bowed his gaze after his eyes had met the man.
"May I sit here?" asked the man who was none other than Farid, Afifa only fell silent, then Farid continued his words. "So Nadia asked me to come here, where is she?"
"Oh.that, again, to back a moment", Afifa answered a little smile to appreciate the person in front of her.
Farid glanced at the package of gifts lying on the table, but he did not ask. To remove the stiffness between them, Farid only asked about Nadia's lecture, and in fact it managed to make Afifa talk and answer all Farid's questions. Their conversation continued, not feeling his existence was being noticed by a pair of eyes that had just come past the two of them while leading a small child towards the Timezone vehicle.
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