
Ashqar did not pick up Safira's third call just as the car spun at a large intersection, then drove along the main road leading to the hospital. She suspects that her husband turned off the ringtone or kept his phone somewhere else.
Safira was almost attacked by panic, but fortunately the taxi driver tried to give logical advice in the middle of this situation.
“Anu .. Mbak if her husband can not be contacted maybe try calling a brother or a parent. Continue not to panic, Ma'am, set his breath,” he said, glancing at Safira from the middle spy.
“Kok, I know my husband?” phone
“My wife used to be that too, Ma'am.”
“Oh.” Safira nodded her mafhum then followed the driver's advice.
While breathing in, he weighed in on who was the quickest to ask for help. Vera. One name crossed his mind, but his good friend and prospective brother-in-law was not in Solo. Then another name stopped by as the most possible alternative for Safira to ask for help. He quickly searches for Rafa's contact and contacts him.
Sapphira is anxious, she hopes that Rafa is not as busy as Ashqar. And unlike what he expected, Rafa immediately raised his call in the first ringtone.
“There, Fi?” ask Rafa without further ado. There was a lot of noise around Rafa, from what Safira could catch it seemed like Rafa was in the middle of the plantation.
“Business?”
“Not so. What was? If you need anything say aja.”
Safira glanced at Zain who was still rubbing his stomach, it made his chest feel warm then he realized that the pain in his stomach had subsided. “Anu .. I think I want a birth, brother. I ask for help Brother anter bag in my room at the house Father, the contents of baby equipment.”
“Oh, it's aj— Uh! You want a birth?” peekit Rafa's. Safira kept her phone away from her ears. Then when he brought her back closer, Rafa had already strafed her with questions. “This is you at home, ‘kan? I'll pick it up now, wait a minute. Fifteen minutes until.”
Safira could hear a noise from across the connection. Fifteen minutes? Does your brother have superpowers? Even with a speed of 80km/h, a car takes approximately one hour from the plantation to get to his house.
“No listen first!” safira exclaimed, stopping Rafa's chattering. “I've arrived at the hospital, so you just take the bag and keep coming here. Same for please pick up Mas Ashqar. She has a meeting and my phone is not lifted at all.”
Safira glanced over from the window, a large plaque inscribed with R.S Mother and Child clearly visible. As soon as Rafa regains self-control and responds to Safira's request, the phone connection is cut off.
Assisted by the driver, Safira managed to arrive safely. Of course the business of the driver and himself has been completed complete with payments that are deliberately exaggerated. Fortunately he met a fairly reliable driver, otherwise Safira might have given birth in the car due to panic.
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Ashqar is in the midst of serious discussions on business cooperation with representatives of drug and animal feed supply company, PT. Bio Pratama, when Rafa barges into the meeting room. Not enough with her disrespect, Rafa also interrupted the discussion and asked for the meeting to be postponed temporarily.
Just a coincidence, which fortunately, Rafa gets to know the company's representatives and unilaterally asks for a meeting to be rescheduled. And what makes Ashqar inexhaustible is that the reckless idea of Rafa is taken for granted by the representatives of the PT.
“You should have a reasonable reason for all this, Rafa?” ashqar growled as the meeting room left only the two of them. “And how can they approve you so?”
“The explanation will be, you come with me now.”
Ashqar raised his palm and took two steps back. “No way, clear first. You can't seem like a gini just because your connection is wider.”
“Safira wants to give birth, she is already in the hospital,” said Rafa, in the end. Although he actually wants to drag Ashqar right now or at least punch his jaw.
Ashqar looked at him with wide eyes and was full of shock. “Why didn't you say from earlier?”
Rafa's forehead wrinkled, his eyes narrowed and looked at Ashqar in disbelief. Even when Ashqar left the room, he was still dumbstruck on the spot. “Fucking brother-in-law,” his hisses, overtaking Ashqar.
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Today updates one chapter, because I am still pursuing office work. But hopefully it can be entertainment for all of you who are waiting for the continuation of this story