Sense of Sense

Indemnify

Ashqar approached Sapphira with a feeling of anxious expectation. His wife is typical of people who have high sympathy and are easily touched by the difficulties of others, but that does not mean it lowers the attitude of caution that is ingrained.

“Mah,” call Ashqar, stand behind Safira and touch his shoulder. “The father accidentally bumped the barrier and made the front dent. He wants responsibility, how?”

The smile on Safira's face faded. He looked back and subconsciously raised his tone. “Penisher?”

“I don't know how bad. Do we check first?” fresh Ashqar.

“No need to exaggerate, Fi. I was justin aja, later brother who finish the car.”

Safira looked at Rafa cynically. “No want! That's my car with Mas Ashqar, you don't have to follow.”

Rafa blinked, quite surprised by Safira's unexpected reaction. “Tap—”

“The father told me to come in, Mas. Not good to chat in corridor.”

Ashqar muttered in response. Before making Safira's request, he had time to throw a concerned look at his sister-in-law.

Then immediately the atmosphere became tense as Rafa and Ranee broke away by going to their rooms, while Ashqar, Safira and Budi—staff valet, sat in the living room.

“Please explain the chronology again, Sir,” pinta Safira after Pak Budi introduced himself, provoking tension to reach the highest point.

Budi quietly gulped then ventured to look at the flat face of the woman who was no older than her youngest daughter. The man in his early 50s had worked as a valet staff for five years and things like that had actually happened, but not as bad as they are today and also not a VVIP guest.

Budi with a vibrating voice held explained the details of the incident and also thrust a photo of the damage to Safira's car.

“I'm definitely responsible, Mom. But please don't go to the manager, ma'am? I don't want to be fired.”

Safira scratched his forehead. Cars that are three months old are over, the result of Ashqar's old car sales and their savings,

must have suffered severe damage. The front bumper is dented deep enough to crack— almost split, and some scratches lift the paint from the black car.

“Mas, if summed up, how much total loss?”

Ashqar turned his head, looking at Sapphira in disbelief. “Yang?”

Ashqar knew very well that Sapphira did not easily believe in strangers. However, asking for compensation for accidental accidents is something that is beyond his expectations.

“How much, Mas?”

“Yang, Mr. Budi already want to show responsibility, loh. I don't think it's worth the restitution.”

Safira looked at Ashqar not like it. “Just because Pak Budi wants responsibility so I ask Mas to totalin the cost of car repairs?”

Ashqar. However, Sapphira's serious expression, which he rarely saw, left Ashqar with no choice. While exhaling, Ashqar said, “3 to 4 million.”

“So how, Sir?”

Sapphira's question sounded like bad news for Budi, impressed pressurized and can not be rejected. “Iya, Mom. I changed a number of that. But sorry, can the payment be repaid?”

“If you can't now, sir?”

Slowly bowing your face. “Sorry, Mom. But if now I don't have that much money.”

Safira. “What is it ... how much money is in your wallet now?”

Budi again raised his face, Safira looked at with a confused look. However, his hand continued to move towards the back pocket.

“200 thousand, Bu,” he said, showing the contents of a shabby leather wallet whose brown color has faded.

Safira was silent for a moment. “Then I take 100rb.”

“Yang, enough.” Ashqar rebuked Sapphira with his slow and deep tone of voice. “You don't overdo it.”

“Mas if you want to upset me later,” said Safira, ignoring Ashqar's reprimand. “Pak Budi still intends to make responsibility, ‘kan?”

“I-iya, Bu.” With a little bit of a heavy heart, Budi handed a hundred thousand to Sapphira.

In fact, he intended to use the remaining money of his salary to buy medicine for his wife who has diabetes. However, the profit is unachievable, the unfortunate cannot be denied. Everything is God's business.

“I received yes, Sir. One hundred thousand of this I consider compensation Father because I have not been careful and make my car damaged. Please next time something like this doesn't happen again.”

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Well, I was inspired by that, but .. with the version I adapted for Safira. So how? Has anyone managed to guess the perspective? 🤭