Sense of Sense

Threats

Rafa fell silent with both hands folded on his chest. His mind thought hard, making conclusions from the information they had obtained. Rafa can not move freely as before, Edi will face the election for the nomination of the second period DPRD Chairman, it is important for him to keep any information is not leaked and used as a political weapon from Edi opponents.

While he himself still has to deal with Ranee who is increasingly sensitive ahead of their wedding day. Rafa is completely clueless with the way women think, Ranee always asks to accompany him to check the small things that even the WO they rent can do. Who married that WO or us, anyway? It is always the same reason whenever Rafa tries to resist Ranee's wishes and ends up in a crushing defeat by him.

“Pak, other than because he was pem— Besides because of that, is there any other reason Pakde Teguh to hurt Safira?”

Edi smiled faintly then turned the chair slightly sideways. Safira was not the only victim of the tragedy twelve years ago, Rafa had a difficult time for a child his age at that time.

“A year ago, the father and the late Eyangmu came to visit Mas Teguh in the field. There was a moment about ten minutes Eyang Prapti left the room to pick up the phone, at that time there was not much you could ask until suddenly Mas Teguh asked about Safira.”

Rafa's forehead is wrinkled. “Absp about Safira? What did he ask?”

“Base-basis, inquire about news. But after some questions he said that the father should be careful with the safety of Sapphira if you do not want him to fate like your mother.”

Rafa could not hide his surprise. Unknowingly he stood up and kicked down the table. “What is masudnya? That's a threat, why don't you tell me this?”

“A year ago, you asked me to tighten up Safira surveillance, right?”

Rafa flinched, the memory of Edi's sudden request coming into his mind. At that time Edi looked anxious and immediately asked Rafa to increase supervision of Safira. However, when he asked why, Edi refused.

“A year ago there was no serious threat unless Safira accidentally got into trouble. Even when the boy met Alvin and Zain, the father had rushed to find out the identity of the two and had nothing to do with Mas Teguh. But now ... father can not take this trivial matter especially the possibility of Mas Teguh know where Safira lives is very large.”

Rafa slammed his body on the chair, rubbed his face with his palm and swore. “Why didn't you say you had a threat from that person? I'm not a kid anymore, sir. I can do things you can't do with the title of Mr.”

The tension between the two is tight. Rafa is much tougher than Safira, if her daughter is stubborn and tends to avoid all problems, Rafa is just the opposite. The boy would face anything that stood in his way and sometimes made Edi feel worried.

“Father apologized,” said Edi, his voice somewhat muffled with heavy rain outside.

“Hah?” Edi spontaneously turned around, looking at Rafa in wonder. “No, Safira was once afraid of the loud noise of childhood after that event. But after a few months, which I heard from your grandmother that Safira's fear was gone.”

“Bener too, Safira is not only once this makes a vegetable asem. Then why did he faint so?”

“Safira fainted?” edi exclaimed, unconsciously standing from the chair.

“Tadi mornings, I just said that the asem vegetable is my favorite. It wasn't long before she suddenly fainted.”

“Maybe Safira exhausted,” said Edi, sounding relieved. Then he sat back in the chair. “He takes care of three children at once, not to mention another homework.”

However, it does not make Rafa feel calm even though Edi's words are very reasonable. His sister's marriage was unusual, Safira had to be a mother of two children at once, not to mention with Harsha who was still a baby. Is there a trauma that he and Edi did not know about?

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Sorry for the update I changed the malem, hopefully you are still patient enough to wait for the continuation of the story

Btw, with humility I would like to ask for your prayers for the health of my parents who this afternoon are again critical. And may those of you who are being given trials, whatever they may be, be given strength and healing.

For those of you who are healthy and still struggling in the midst of pandemic, PPKM, healthy always yes. Love u everything 🖤