She's Maduku
Chapter 4
Finished performing the maghrib prayer, Shafiah hastily folded his face and sajad and kept it on the table.
He slowly opened the door to his room, looking around to make sure no one else saw him. Very carefully, Shafiah went down the stairs while looking around.
Incidentally, the helpers were getting directions from the head of the supervisor, freely he took warm water and some pieces of cake in the refrigerator, not forgetting he also brought fever-lowering drugs.
"Dek, wake deck. I brought you water with bread." Shafiah said when he was in the warehouse, then petrified Azky to sit down.
"Alhamdulillah, it turns out that in this house there are good people too. Listen to God." Inner Azky muttered while drinking the water that Shafiah gave.
After a while, his eyes began to open even though he was still weak, but now he already had the energy to speak even with a voice that was still weak. "Thank you."
"I brought cake, and fever-lowering medicine, I'll help you, yeah, eat the cake first." Say it while feeding. "Sorry, I don't want to break your bond, if they see your bond open, they'll find out who helped you."
"I'm fine, madam."
After eating a few pieces of cake, he helped Azky to immediately take the medicine.
He stared in amazement at the file Bram was carrying was chuckling on the floor, eager to read the contents of the file, because of the very thin time, he undo his intentions. "I'm sorry, I can't read it to you, my time isn't much."
"It's okay, ma'am, I'm very grateful for your help, if it wasn't for you, I might be dead by now."
"No, this is all with God's help, I am only an intermediary. I suddenly had the courage to meet you here, this must be because God moved my courage." Said Shafiah while rubbing Azky's shoulder.
He smiled, his strength began to return. "Look at the madam."
"I'll be out, hopefully your fever will come down soon." Shafiah tidied the packets of cake and medicine so as not to leave a trace. "Who's your name?" Ask Shafiah.
"A..Azky mistress."
"Azky, don't say anything about this."
Azky nodded in understanding. After that, Shafiah immediately left before someone saw her.
"God, may the girl recover quickly." Shafiah said after storing the glass on the table.
Shortly after, a little boy called out to him from a distance. "Mother..." He ran to the mother and hugged her.
"Dear Baby, are you home? Who was in the same mosque?" Ask Shafiah to her son who has just returned from the mosque to pray Maghrib.
"Sama pak Asep bun, tadi pak Asep very long. whereas his prayer has been completed, but he is still sitting, for long." Abiyu complained to his mother.
"Dear baby, Asep's father was not just sitting, Asep's father must have been recited first."
"But old mother." Abiyu protested while pursing her lips.
"Tomorrow, if Mr. Asep Dzikir, Abiyu follow, so do not feel long."
"What right?"
"Yes." Yeah." Answers reassured.
"alright. Abiyu laper mother,Abiyu wants to eat." Her request.
"Let's eat, mama's also a very laper." Invite Shafiah while carrying her daughter to the dining room.
Before long the servants were surprised to see Shafiah and Abiyu already at the dinner table, while the food they had not prepared on the table. "Watch, that's the lady and the young master. Come quickly you serve dinner on the table before Mr. Zahfran knows." Tell the butler to the servants.
"I'm sorry ma'am, so I took too long to brief them" said Ms. Ira, the butler at the house.
"Nothing ma'am, but next time pay attention to the time again yes, Ira's mom knows the nature of my husband if I see this."
"Yes, ma'am, I understand, once again I'm sorry."
After finishing the dinner on the table, the servants stepped back and stood right behind the master's seat.
Sure enough, not long Zahfran came walking towards the dining table followed by his two bodyguards.
"Yeah.." Abiyu said when he saw the father coming he came down from his seat and then ran to the father while extending his hand while asking for it in the carrying.
Without hesitation, the father immediately carried his son." Big champ's dad." Her speech.
"Dad why long?Abiyu was very hungry" said the son, while spoiled in his father's arms.
"Dad was my son's job." Zahfran said then he sat on the chair still holding his son.
"Daddy is praying maghrib?" Abiyu asked innocently.
"Lt.dad.. Oh yeah, you're not hungry, but we're eating now." Zahfran tried to divert the conversation.
"Eight, I'm so hungry Dad, too late."
"I'm sorry son."
The waiter stepped forward scooping the rice onto their plate, but very quickly Shafiah prevented it. "Mom.."
"Yes madam?"
"Let me get it." Say Shafiah while scooping rice on the plate of her husband and son.
"But madam, it's my duty."
"Why?usually they're all set up, they're I've got a really big paycheck." Tympan Zahfran.
"Mas, I also want to get a reward for serving my husband, if they do everything, when is the chance I get a reward from my husband?"
"As you are."
"Eat a lot, son." He said as he rubbed the top of his son's hair.
They also had dinner without much talk, just a little joke with Abiyu.
On the sidelines of their activities, they often talk before going to bed, and this time they are busy accompanying Abiyu to play in the family room.
Long enough they were there, and time was getting late, several times Abiyu yawned sleepily. "You want to sleep now, son?" Ask the mother while rubbing her back.
"Yes bun, I'm sleepy." He looked up at the head on the face of the mother.
"Oh yeah, we slept..?"
Abiyu nodded in response, too heavy a drowsiness.
Shafiah said goodbye to her husband. "I was first, mas, he was sleepy"
"Hmmm.." Answer without saying.
Not far away when the Shafiah left the husband who was still relaxing, saw Bram coming to him, he seemed to whisper something into Zahfran's ear, he said,after that Zahfran immediately stood up from his seat and walked in following Bram from behind towards the warehouse.
"***What else is this?will they torture the girl again***? Inner Shafiah was very worried.
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