Son-in-law for Mom

Considerations

The car is back on the slide, the night is crawling up. Sapphira looked tired and sleepy, until she fell asleep. Realizing the girl next to him was sleeping, he shrank the volume of the sound from the car tape. A glance at the deep face of Safira. Face without makeup polish on it is interesting. Alva grinned at Deva's words.

"Loe's right, Dev! She's beautiful, but it's hard!" his inner.

The car had reached the courtyard of the house, back Alva glanced at the girl next to him. A mischievous grin appeared on his lips, but then shook his head leaving Sapphira alone. Alva entered the house directly to the room. The clock shows ten o'clock at night. Santi's mother had apparently rested, as had her husband. No one knows Safira was just left by Alva in the car.

The man just came out of the bathroom. His face looks fresh. Towards the kitchen making a warm cup of coffee while playing the gadget, Alvaro sat in the living room. When he was busy surfing in cyberspace suddenly he remembered something. He rushed out to the car.

His eyes narrowed as he did not find the girl he had left behind. He glanced at the timepiece on his wrist at exactly eleven p.m. Shrugging his shoulders he locked the car, went back in and locked the house. Alva thinks Safira has entered the house. Without him knowing that the girl was still inside, he lay in the back seat.

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"Alfa, wake! Which safira?" santi's mother shouted while knocking on her son's bedroom door. With eyes still sleepy he opened the door while shaking.

"Yes he slept in Al's room, Mom. Yes in his room" replied the man rubbing his face. However, the gaze of the woman who had given birth to him made that face turn serious. Santi's mother explained that Safira was not in the room.

"If she was in the room, she would have woken up very early in the morning" said Santi, looking annoyed at Alva. For a moment he thought.

"So she's not in her room?" he asked back.

"Where did you leave him? Search it!" His mother's voice was rising. Rushing Alva threw the blanket that he had been holding. Bare-chested he went down the stairs, snatching a car key running into the garage.

"Damn! Is that chick still there?" annoyed. Rushing Alva opened the car door. Sapphira looked curled up to her knees with her eyes condensing. Sweat is visible on the forehead. Alva ruffled her hair, gesturing for the girl to come out. He saw Sapphira closing her eyes when she saw him.

"Ck! Stop getting me in trouble!" his mouthful looked in annoyance as he slammed the door and left Sapphira. While wiping off the sweat, he stepped into the house. Santi's mother welcomes him by asking that he forgive Alva.

"I was wrong, Mom. Last night I overslept, maybe Mas Al had woken up, but I was the one who slept too much" he said smiling. The bespectacled woman returned Sapphira's smile, and ordered that she clean up immediately.

"Alfa, later when Safira is ready, you accompany him to the store that we want to open it, yes, there are already some people who will help clean up," said Miss Santi at breakfast. The man looked at his mother.

"Mom, yesterday Al was tired of shopping, why now have to Al again anyway?" protest while putting pieces of bread into the mouth.

"There's no harm, right. It's Sunday after all, you're free. So you can focus on helping Safira." Mr. Yuda who had been silent had spoken. Alva frowned looking at her parents. Just as he was about to reply to Pak Yuda's words, his eyes caught the figure of Safira flashed towards the kitchen. Alva shook her head to leave the dining table.

"Alva, you haven't finished breakfast yet," call her father.

"Udah full," he said up the stairs to the room.

"Safira, you will be the same Al to the store that I once showed ya. All the goods have been transported there," said Ibu Santi kindly while saying that he does not need to be too tired.

"There are some people there who will help clean up, you just set it up, I go first" he smiled and walked away with Mr. Yuda.

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The girl in white tied her hair back leaving some children with fallen hair on the left and right sides. Polishing the face with powder then out of the room. Just as he was about to step towards the stairs, Safira turned to the next room. Doubt he wanted to invite Alva like Santi's mother's message earlier. Given the events of last night, the man must have been as angry as ever.

The girl continued her steps down the stairs.

"Safira, are we leaving now?" Joko sir greeted him. Smiling he nodded. However, the family driver looked confused.

" What's up, sir?" tanyanya wonder

The skinny man asked about Alva.

"It's okay, sir. I can do it myself," replied Safira invites Mr. Joko with a gesture. The shop that Safira was going to use for expression was still in a complex of Alva houses. Only the location is located at the front of the complex gate.

There were some workers cleaning the room. Like Miss Santi said that she does not need to work too tired, because everything has been cleaned. He just need to tidy up and determine the location and setting of the space.

"Mr, it's noon. Is Mama not hungry?" Mr. Joko who just arrived brought food. Safira smiled in a shudder.

"Let's eat first, Ma'am. Sick later" asked the man who had a grandchild.

"Sir Joko ate it. Coincidentally I've been snacking on this," he replied showing me a pack of cheese sticks that he deliberately brought from the house earlier. Mr. Joko joked that he would not be full if he ate it. All the workers in the room laughed. The Al family's private driver invited the others to take a lunch break. Safira continued his work.

While at home, Alfa had just taken a shower and it was seen that she was preparing to leave. White T-shirt attached fitting on his athletic body with blue black denim pants do not forget sneakers complete the look of the tall man. With a little running he went down the stairs.

"Where is Mas Al going?" Mbok Mirah who was tidying the dining table asked.

"Go away, Mbok," he replied indifferently.

"Mas, but I ordered Mas Al ...."

"Nemenin' the chick?" he looked at the woman in front of him. Mbok Mira nodded. Sneering was seen on Alva's lips, he shook his head as he said, "already, Mbok. I don't want to see it. Oh right, Mbok has no male neighbors?" He turned his body to face Mbok Mirah. The woman squinted not understanding the question of her employer's son.

He smiled back, grinning. While restoring his hair he said that Mbok Mirah looking for a mate for Safira.

"Why is that, Mas Al? My mom and dad ...."

"Ck! That would never have happened, if Mbok wanted to help me find a mate for the village girl," Alvaro replied leaving the beleaguered Mbok Mirah.

The sun no longer gives sting like that. The sky has changed color. The workers came home, while Sapphira was still tidying up the tables and chairs. The cake shop will open in two days. That means he will be more busy preparing cake items that will be used as a mainstay of his shop. The shop was two-story, the top could be used to rest. There is a queen size bed complete with a refrigerator and bathroom. Very inconvenient.

"Mbak Safira, there's Mom" exclaimed Mr. Joko. The girl saw Santi's mother and Mr. Yuda walking over. The faces of the two seemed satisfied with the room. He saw Santi's mother's eyes probing towards him.

"Where's alva, Safira?"

The girl looked a little nervous. While glancing at Mr. Joko who was standing next to him he said, "Mas Alva was here, he just left, Mom."

While nodding, Santi's mother took Safira home with her.

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The cake shop finally arrived. Ms. Santi told her to wear the clothes she bought at the time. The strict woman also wanted her to use the makeup available in the room. It had been an hour that Sapphira was blown away in front of the mirror. He did not know how to use all the beauty tools in front of him. He only knew how to wear lipstick, at that time he had attended a carnival. That's all he can.

"Alva, please call Sapphira to come down. We all have to come early!" Pak Yuda ruled over his son who was just about to descend. It looks like Alva is breathing rough. Then he knocked on the door.

"Splash! Waiting for it, nyusahin!" he kept knocking. The door was opened, the tapered face appeared with a soft green dress and a pink lipstick finish adorned the lips. His eyes looked at Alva who was standing right in front of him. The man stared intensely from toe to head. A small grin was imprinted on his lips. While gesturing with his chin he invited the girl down immediately.

"Mas Al!" call doubtful.

Alva glanced in annoyance.

"Otherwise?"

"I can not walk in these shoes," he said while carrying white high heels.

"Ck! If you can't, don't be forced. What are you wearing! Buruan, do not make shame and trouble the crowd! Understood?" Alva signals for Sapphira to come down.

The girl nodded without staring following the footsteps of the man in front of her.

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