Sincere Love Former Office Girl

Bi Ida's House

Erlina screams hysterically after Arion's departure. The woman ruffled the entire contents of her expensive shoe cabinet like a madman.

Arion had really lowered his pride, and he should not simply submit to the man. He has to teach Arion a lesson.

"I'll make sure your life is a mess, boy," he muttered in anger, before shouting again.

"Mother Erlina why, son?" bi Ida asked, as soon as she crossed paths with Arion downstairs. The voice of the woman's cry actually echoed all the way downstairs.

"Just ignore him." Answer Arion cuek.

"Oh yeah, thank you for the help, Mom? I tipped Sekar first," said the man. "Please, don't let him know about me" he continued.

Bi Ida nodded her head. "Yes, son, leave it to me."

"Then, I set out first," Arion took Bi Ida's hand and kissed her before leaving.

Arion already considers Bi Ida as his own mother, because the woman was the one who helped the late mother take care of him since childhood. No wonder, he also called Bi Ida, Mother, and considered Dini, the son of Bi Ida, as his own sister.

Initially Arion wanted Bi Ida to move with him after the father died, but Bi Ida refused on the grounds of wanting to keep the house full of memories. If he follows Arion away from there, then there is nothing left of the inhabitants of the house. Moreover, he did not want Erlina to freely control the house.

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Maghrib Bi Ida just returned home. Sekar greeted the middle-aged woman kindly.

"It's so pretty of you," praised Bi Ida when she saw Sekar. The woman could already guess that Sekar was an innocent and innocent girl. The type that matches Arion is cold and a bit of a forger.

"Thank you, ma'am" said Sekar shyly. The girl led Bi Ida and took her to the kitchen.

Bi Ida stared in amazement at the various simple foods presented on the table. Apparently, while waiting for their return, Sekar decided to process foodstuffs contained in the refrigerator. Some vegetable leaves have begun to wither, but he feels sorry if he has to throw it away, so Sekar decided to sort out the leaves that are still fresh to be processed.

"I'm sorry for my stupidity, Mom?"

Bi Ida patted Sekar's hand gently. "It's okay, Son, Mom and Dini are too busy working, so do not have time to process food. Left for a day alone, it was certain that they would end up in vain. Again thank you, sweet boy,"

Just nodding enthusiastically. It's good to be able to do something in this house. Slightly reduce the unpleasant taste because it has hitched a ride in this house.

"Mother take a shower first and pray first, then we eat. Don't wait here, he'll usually be home by nine."

Just nodding his head. He went back to his room to pray as well.

After praying and eating, Bi Ida helped Sekar compress his knee.

"Thank you once again, Mom," Sekar said on the sidelines of their chat. The girl felt uneasy as she was already lying on the front sofa of the television room, while Bi Ida was sitting on a crooked, facing towards her. The middle-aged woman was busy squeezing the cloth to compress the knees of Sekar.

"Do not hesitate, Son Sekar," replied Bi Ida. "Where did Son Sekar come from?" connect with Ida.

"I'm from M City, Mom." Answer Sekar.

"I'm an orphan, Mom. I just live with my Mbah and Bude." Answer Sekar while putting on a knotty smile.

Hearing Sekar's reply, Bi Ida was immediately shocked. He apologized because Arion never told him about it.

"It's okay, Mom, Mas Rion doesn't know much about me either."

Bi Ida looked at Sekar's face with a look of admiration. The middle-aged woman then took Sekar's hand and grasped it gently. "You must stay strong and healthy for Mbah and Budemu yes, Sekar," said Bi Ida.

"Yes, Mom." Answer with teary eyes.

For the sake of diverting the conversation, Bi Ida told a bit of Arion's past. "Little Rion was a smart and a little quiet kid. His parents were very pampering Rion. Understandably, he was an only child, so both his parents were a little overrated in nurturing him. Lucky, he didn't grow up to be a spoiled child." Said Ms. Ida initiating the conversation.

"He's a very independent boy. When children his age like to whine and cry, not so with Rion. He was not sad when his parents repeatedly did not come to important school events. Rion's childhood was a little lonely because often left to work. From there, Mother was often entrusted by her mother to accompany Rion." Tukas Bi Ida at length. He claims to be a friend of the late Rossane, Arion's biological mother.

"Thankfully they weren't selfish parents, so when Rion sat on the Junior High School bench, his mother decided to stop working and focus on taking care of her child."

"They're great parents. Mas Rion must be happy to continue with them until now." Praise Sekar.

Bi Ida shook her head. "It's the same with you. Both of his parents are dead."

She widened her eyes. He recalled, did Arion ever talk about his parents or not. So all this time Arion lived in kost'an not because he wanted to be independent, but he had lived alone.

The girl nodded her head sadly.

"Assalamualaikum," an Early voice sounded from the front fence. He entered the house, followed by Arion.

"Sir, I went to the hostel. I asked for a spare key to the boarding guard. I've put some clothes on. Sorry yes, Ma'am, if I was presumptuous to go in there," Dini spoke at length while handing over Sekar's suitcase. Arion and Dini did visit Kost-an Sekar first before going there.

"Sorry to trouble you. Once again thank you," said Sekar who immediately diiyakan Dini.

Bi Ida also told Dini to take a bath and eat together afterwards.

"Sheets are cooking for us" he told Dini and Arion.

"Well, thank you, Ma'am," said Dini sumringah.

"I'm the one who should thank you," Sekar smiled faintly. His heart warmed slightly over the hospitality of the mother and child.

"Yes, then. Because Nak Rion has come, I'm staying for a while huh," said Bi Ida resigned. Arion nodded his head.

"Will you eat first?" ask Sekar.

"Wait Here." Arion shook his head. "How's your wound?" tanyakanya.

"It's fine." Answer Sekar while showing his knee. Arion grimaced, imagining how miserable Sekar was the other day, who had to clean the large hall using an ordinary mop. His knees should rub against the floor for about two hours. Given that, he became even more resentful of Erlina.