She's Maduku

Chapter 83

Just try Om let Zahfran polygamy, events like this will never happen Om, karna at that time Shafiah has sincerely accepted Azky as his honey."

"Trainer..." This time Mr. Herlambang really shouted, upset because he continued to blame him.

"Why? did I say it wrong?"

"You've crossed the line." Firmly Mr. Herlambang.

"But that's the fact Om, when the Shafiah sincerely accepted Azky, he separated them, what end? Zahfran still loves her, right? Especially now that he knows that he has a child with Azky, his guilt makes Zahfran love Azky more and more."

"It is not love, rather guilt." said Mr. Herlambang.

"What can om guarantee, if it's not love, and only guilt?"

Fatih's question made Herlambang still frozen, they looked at each other without saying, until the voice of Aisha and Asiyah who broke the silence in their midst. "Grandfather..."

Mr. Herlambang turned his face away from the glare of Fatih's sharp eyes. "Yes, son..?" Saut sir Herlambang was nervous.

Asiyah ran over to Mr. Herlambang. "I want to drink grandpa." His ink with breath gasping for running.

"Well, I'll buy you a drink, wait here with Fatih." Said Mr. Herlambang while standing from his seat.

What did Mr Herlambang do?on his desk at this time there was mineral water belonging to the twins, but because of his nervousness, Herlambang until he did not realize it and returned to buy drinking water.

Jakarta at 22:00

It seems that Shafiah is in the sport of preparation for tomorrow meet with Mr. Willy who ordered a lot of clothes from him, and Mr. Willy just wants the design from the hands of Shafiah directly.

He is so busy that he does not realize that Zahfran sent him messages many times.

Not out of reason, Zahfran now sent a message to his younger Khadijah. "Assalamotum. Khadijah, what's your brother-in-law?" Ask Zahfran the contents in the message.

"Waalaikumsalam, Mba Shafiah is still busy designing mas." Answer Khadijah.

"Has he eaten?"

"Not yet."

"Are you not preparing food for the Shafiah?"

"Some, I'm preparing food, but Mba Shafiah hasn't touched that food."

"You sure you prepared him some food? or maybe he doesn't like the food you're preparing?"

"Well.what the hell is Zahfran? that was his name. I'm Vidiocall, yeah.." Khadijah said before replying to a message from his older brother Zahfran.

When Khadijah contacted Zahfran via Vidiocall, Zahfran immediately refused. "Loh.ko was rejected anyway?" Khadijah stared in wonder at his phone.

Zahfran sent his sister a message. "Don't Vidiocall."

"Some don't believe it, why the hell? mas Zahfran again fight with mba Shafiah?"

"Joe.." Call the Shafiah who is currently sitting in his great chair.

"Yes mba?"

"Can you come here for a second?"

"OK." Khadijah kept his cell phone on the table, then approached Shafiah. "Why mba?" Khadijah asked as he stood beside her and stared straight at the Shafiah Laptop on the table.

"I can only design one pair for the host.Do you think this is good with the concept of the party, Mr Willy?" Tanya Shafiah looked a little confused.

Khadijah. "Suitable mba, the sound is also good, not too light." Khadijah.

"Alright, tomorrow we show you this design mba."

Khadijah was again curious about the state of his brother's relationship, so he ventured to ask Shafiah. "Mr..." Khadijah asked a little doubtfully.

"Hmmm..." Shafiah replied without saying, still focusing on her Laptoop screen.

"Later on, you're not a laper yet."

"Later sick loh mba, eat first deh."

"So, this is a little bit more."

Khadijah stared at the clock on the wall, the time at 23:00. "***At night, you are a shafiah belu********************** eat, not to rest also***." Khadijah Gumam.

Suddenly the Shafiah phone back on, Khadija saw the name listed on the phone screen. "My husband." Said Khadijah near Shafiah, and Shafiah immediately turned to him.

"Why?"

"That's mba, mba nyala phone, a message from my husband."

Shafiah glanced from the side looking forward, her phone color was far away from her.

"Am I open mba?"

"Don't."

"Why.why? it's from Zahfran."

"It's okay." Shafiah stared back at the screen, and occasionally glanced at the phone she put behind her laptop. "***If I open your message now, my inspiration may be lost mas***." Inner Shafiah.

Shafiah continued to work late into the night without touching the food Shifa prepared on the table.

Morning arrived, Karna Shafiah still came month, he woke up a little afternoon from Khadijah and Shifa who woke up first to do the Fajr Prayer.

Because of a message from his brother Zahfran who asked them to cook healthy dishes for his wife, then for breakfast this morning Khadija and Shifa had to cook for themselves.

Their voices were quite rowdy in the kitchen, making Shafiah wake up from her sleep. He squirmed as he opened his eyes and looked at the clock on the nightstand. "Hour 6?" He also woke up and sat down.

He took his cell phone in a drawer with more than ten messages from Zahfran for him. "This is how much you send a message." Mumbled.

She opened a message from her husband.

"Darling..have you arrived?"

"Don't go straight to the boutique, take a break in the apartment."

"Have you had dinner?"

"Don't sleep too late."

And so on until several times Zahfran sent a message, until the last he said his longing. "Darling.mas longs..."

Reading the last message that Zahfran sent, making Shafiah's heart feel sore.he hugged his phone while closing his eyes. "I miss you too, but I can't be by your side right now."

Luckily the Shafiah has two outstanding working partners like Khadijah and Shifa, not just cooking, they even help the Shafiah prepare all his work needs.

Until it was time to meet them at a Cafe XX in Jakarta, Shafiah went to meet Mr. Willy with Khadijah, Karna Shifa had to stay at the boutique they just went alone.

"Have you contacted Mr Willy?" Ask Khadijah Shafiah while walking into the cafe.

"We should have arrived too late, but they must not have come" Khadijah said.

"They're buyers, we're sellers, and the buyers have to wait for us."

"Yes yes mba he.he.."

While waiting for the arrival of Mr. Willy, they first ordered drinks and some snacks.

Soon the waiter came to bring the order. "This is the order." Said the waiter.

The voice was very familiar to the ears of Shafiah, curious colora ie looked up his head at the face of the servant covered by his black hat. "Bram...?" Say Shafiah with perfectly round eyes as if not believing the figure in front of him now.

"Mrs...?"

Not only that, even in the corner there is a male figure who secretly follows the Shafiah to enter the Cafe as a regular visitor.

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