Somplak Boss

Part 35: Insinuating!

"Renaaaa...!!!" yell at Viola, because Rena tuned Alan Walker's music too tight, to the point that her eardrum broke.

"Don't be loud!" Viola unplugged the music box cable from the terminal violently.

"Isshh, don't be killed!" Rena snorted and pelted Viola with a small doll right on her head.

Viola glared while tracing the waist.

"His, Mama, if you're glaring like a demon." Rena grating.

"Not to be naughty!"

Rena rolled her eyes lazily. "Nangis is said to be naughty, the sound of music is said to be naughty. What good one? Watch draKor?"

"You're saying keep answering, huh?!"

Rena hugged both knees, then drowned her face while crying sobbing.

That further clouded Viola's mind. He who had been anxious to think of Rustam who did not return home from yesterday, even added the burden of Rena's stubbornness that made him more frustrated.

"Crying there, ah, Mama's dizzy!" Viola sat on the sofa while massaging his forehead.

He grabbed the landline and typed in a few digits to call Rustam. Because the Viola still does not have a more sophisticated mobile phone, because it is not allowed by Rustam. He knew that dozens of times his calls were unanswered. But she kept trying to contact her husband out of concern.

Drrrtt...

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Rustam's phone above the nightstand rang. But Rustam was still reluctant to lift it. Until finally, the woman who was lying next to him snorted then moved from her position wrapped by a blanket.

"Don't lift!" sergeant Rustam.

The woman nodded. "Brisik, I want to slam the phone!"

"Not the right idea."

"Who from, anyway?" asked the woman again lying next to Rustam because she was still sleepy.

"My beloved wife."

The woman smiled smirkingly. "Why are you sick?"

"If you don't get caught, it won't hurt."

"Ayeah, husband loves wife but still playing with other women?" satirize the woman.

"It's been my hobby since young."

"So, disgusting!" The woman shuddered and turned her back to Rustam.

"Like each other for fun. Like my wife is commitment, wrong?"

"Nose brindles, yes, keep a runny nose!" hiss the woman.

"That's the principle of life." Rustam chuckles. "Like your life principle, make money by all means even if you have to sell yourself."

***

Erwin fell silent on the porch of the house contemplating Viola's mother's speech yesterday. Worry always envelops the tranquility of his life. Especially with a sense of longing that burst in filled the cavity in his heart to Rena. Makes Erwin more nervous.

Well, yeah, it feels like holding back the homesickness of the child? Look, yes, the pain of holding back longing to meet? Look, huh? Look, huh? Those words continued to ring in Erwin's mind. Make the man realize something. Both of her parents experienced the same thing when they missed her.

"Asstag." Erwin stroked his face, begging for forgiveness and repenting to Allah. Maybe this is a rebuke, that in fact he still has parents who wait for his presence even if only briefly. Parents who always take care of it from childhood to adulthood, and eventually neglect to them just because they are busy taking care of world affairs. Our parents don't need money, but they need beautiful smiles from the children they raise. Yeah, that's all. Unostentatious. But, it's very difficult to get granted.

Erwin grabbed his phone and called Zahra who was working at a food stall. "Assalamu'alaikum, hello, Zahra?" erwin said after the phone was picked up.

"..."

"We're going to Malang now."

"..."

"I want to look at Mom. If you don't want to come, papa, let's..."

"..."

"Yaudah, I'm picking you up, yeah!"

***

After getting a call from Erwin, Zahra immediately rushed home. Get ready to dress up, to stay over. After everything was done, Erwin called his errand boy to find a plane ticket to Malang.

"Make what, Mom?" Zahra dropped off the phone Erwin was holding.

"What are we going to ride?" Erwin scrunched his forehead.

"Personal driver." Zahra raised her eyebrows to Erwin then turned towards the door.

"Ecc.mm...." Deheman's voice sounded so familiar to Erwin's ears. Looks the tip of the pantopel shoes in the doorway, then present the figure of a man wearing an office suit complete with bow tie after the door opened.

"I'm willing to take you there." Refan nodded respectfully to Erwin.

"Kok, are you suddenly here?" Erwin looked confused.

"Obviously, I'm an affair, Mom." Zahra grinned the horse, which Erwin greeted with a sharp plot.

"Hehe, yes-yes be kidding." Zahra held up her middle finger and index finger.

"Cheating the office can't be, it can be the same as a motorcycle taxi!" Erwin pinched Zahra's hand slowly, causing Zahra to chuckle.

"Well, what, so gini's past, anyway?" Refan scratched his head that did not itch.

"He was waiting for you at the shop, Mas. But, you do not come with Eh, very fitting you call ngajak to Malang. He kindly offered to be a personal driver" Zahra explained.

"Hmm, the dream affair." Erwin cleared a short.

"What kind of cheating is food, anyway?" ask Zahra plain pretender.

"The expensive food you ate at the restaurant but you didn't pay, and it ended up being pounded."

"Isshh, stop-stop!! Don't talk about cheating."

Erwin chuckled then moved while carrying a small suitcase. "You started it."

"Mistype."

"But it's too late to take a private car."

"Hmm, not pa-pa. Sometimes we feel homecoming by car, while walking to enjoy the view."

"I'm gonna call grandpa. Do not want to come" said Erwin.

"No need, sir. My grandfather did not like being in the village. You forget, if grandfather is still upset because Mr. Erwin's parents do not want to replace the grandfather lead the company."

"Ah, yes. Let's get ready to go."

Zahra then knew why the relationship between grandfather and both parents Erwin was not harmonious.

Hmm, fortunately his grandson is willing to straighten out developing grandfather's company.

***

The three of them got into the car. "Before we go, we pray first. Let the journey go well. Travel prayer, plus reading sholawat, surah al-iklash, and verse chair."

Refan smiled as he prayed in his heart. He misses Erwin's tausyias.

"Kok, a lot of it, Mas?" zahra Protest.

"Try asking the person who had the accident. Just ask on the road read sholawat no? Did you read Surah Al-Klash? Read the Chair verse? The answer must be no."

"But it's called calamity, Mas."

"Ssttt, there is no harm in us trying. With prayer and effort. Don't be too resigned to fate, everything can be changed by prayer."

"Destiny is inevitable..."

Erwin fell silent.

"You're a grandiose comment, readers Bos Somplak only no one wants to comment, really."

"Bodo, I'm, right, not as good as them."

"Partially I wonder the same who read the story of Boss Somplak, how many do not want to comment at all, huh?"

"Maybe most likely watched Tom & Jerry. It exists but there is no sound."

"But there are still some points that comment, thank God. Then they're just like us." Erwin chuckles.

"That does not want to comment us doain them let his hands be thumbs up all, yuk, Mas."

"Huss, no ugly prayer!"

"They're breaking up! Zahra has dandan cute as well as they don't want to comment."

"How about if we don't need to be nongol?" asked Erwin to give an idea.

"Don't, ah, I pity the same one who's waiting for the story to update."

"Huuff..." Erwin sighed. "Part of them are insinuated instead of realizing it even added ngeselin."

The refan who was driving the car snorted. "By what, anyway? It's not really a role at all."

Seriate...