SOUND FOR DILARA

CHAPTER 37. EARLY FRIDAY

One week later.

This morning Dila prepared all Ezra's needs at the dinner table.

Starting from his work tab that has been fully charged battery, the tie he has concluded is also a handkerchief. Not forgetting the note on the slip case.

"Sorry I touched Master's stuff. I thought it was important, so I helped power it up when I saw it on the couch in the television room. I didn't open the cover at all."

"Ties and handkerchiefs, Aunt asked me, before she went to the market this morning to put her on the dinner table."

Sweet girl in plain black dress with full sleeve buttoned variations, beautified by an old ash hijab decorated with pattern gradations, making Dila's skin a yellow langsat more contrasting.

When Ezra came down, his little wife was arranging the position of a coffee cup and oats with fruit toppings and date syrup, his favorite new menu.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Dila retreated. Intending to let his young master have breakfast by himself as all was ready.

"Sit down" Ezra blocked Dila's move to re-enter the room.

Feeling her steps being thwarted, Dila raised her face.

"My company" said Ezra softly, as their eyes fell.

The Young Master pulled out a chair then sat there. While Dila hesitated because Ezra once said he did not want to see it. He also wrote a note immediately.

"Sorry, Sir. Didn't you say I should keep my distance?"

Checkmate.

The man in the suit fell silent. Let Dila go. His mood deteriorated, he then read the writing on his tab.

"Usually if Auntie chooses a tie, likes to bump into my outfit. Tumben today the choice is fitting, even contrasting, as well as his handkerchief" said Ezra in his heart.

Ezra was almost done when Dila came back, carrying a backpack and jacket, as if intending to leave.

He put the notes back on the table.

"I'm going to the bookstore, after that to Sudirman, all the way to the national library." The girl waited for her husband's reaction.

Ezra pulled Dila's arm to sit right next to him. "Who?"

"Mba Winda, women's online motorcycle taxi." Write Dila.

"Don't go anywhere after your business is done." Ezra wrote under Dila's notes.

He took the wallet out of his pocket in his suit and handed him five hundred thousand bills.

Dila nodded after reading Ezra's message, reaching for her hand to kiss, but pushing back the money her husband gave her.

The girl got up, took all the dirty utensils off the table and took them to the kitchen.

"Crazy!" exclaims Ezra but is revealed by the girl.

"No need to shout, you know I can't be horrified. Ck, your voice turned out to hurt my ears," Dila's inner.

After tidying up the kitchen again, young Madam El Qavi rushed down to the lobby because Mba Winda had been waiting.

I guess her handsome husband is gone. It turned out that Ezra was still waiting for him in the living room.

"That." Ezra pointed to one tie of money on the table. Then he went out from before the girl out of Apart.

Dila ignored, he caught up with Ezra even running ahead of him towards the elevator that was about to close.

"You're not polite to your husband. Uh, money?" Ezra staggering. Let's call Auntie later to save the money if it's not on her touch.

The black girl first arrived at the lobby, passing Rolex there. The two greeted each other bowing their bodies.

"It's not all right, it's just that," complained Ezra when Dila no longer turned to him.

"Ehheemmm, not good with wife, boss. It's early in the morning" Rolex said.

"Who?"

"God, it was the neighbor .. someone complained," Rolex said.

...***...

By evening.

Ezra was home when Dila arrived. The girl looked tired carrying many books in her hands.

"New home? ngelayab first? I'm telling you not to go anywhere," Ezra scolded as he passed by and held Dila's step.

Physically tired, Dila did not want to argue. She ignored her husband.

"Crazy, not polite! your husband is talking" cried Ezra.

"It's hard to set!" yell Ezra again.

While in the room.

"I'm tired. It feels like I'm angry when I come home late, but I'm not going anywhere."

Feeling his body tired, the new script that appeared this time made it a little difficult for him.

He also chose to clean himself first, so that his body was back in shape because of the water splash. After that, he took his laptop to the living room. I need some fresh air.

"Where else are you going?" prevent Ezra as Dila crosses the living room.

"Crazy!"

"Ish, yell mute."

Deghs.

Dilara stopped, immediately turned back to the room. Forgetting that Ezra is home, he can't show up in front of her.

Misunderstandings that will continue to accumulate until the time to soar high and will decay back to touch the earth, began.

*

For two days Ezra had not seen his little wife. This time he asked Bi Inah to call Dilara.

"Bi, please call him, I want to talk in the study," Ezra said.

The well-built man who had been neatly wearing a casual outfit this morning, had his hair well-stocked with a little pomade. He sat on the long sofa as the girl he was waiting for entered.

"Sit down." Ezra opened his hand, hinting for the girl to sit down.

"I'm going to go two weeks for a business event. Don't go anywhere" said Ezra. He also wrote on paper.

"Today I'm leaving. This is for you, the pin is the same as the apart password."

Ezra handed Dila a platinum card.

"We see if you are wise in using my facilities" said Ezra.

Without many words, Dila nodded then left Ezra just like that.

"Udah, is that it? no further ado?" wonder Ezra.

CEO El Qavi finally left his residence, down to the lobby to meet Rolex who had been waiting.

...***...

Almost three weeks passed.

Both Ezra and Dila who do not consider the meaning of each other's existence, are indifferent to the news of each other.

Until one night, at one in the morning.

Geck. Geck. Geck.

"Bi, Bibi.." there was a tap on the wall and a panic, on the door of Bi Inah's room.

Saying the voice of a man who did not know what was being talked about, Dilara did not intend to listen to the commotion in the morning blind. His eyes had just successfully closed, now they have been pushed back.

"We're in the trap. I managed to bring Young Master with Sonny. We're in a daze," Rolex panics to Bi Inah.

"So that means, is Nak Ezra hurt?"

"Yes. If his physique was strong, he would have escaped this critical condition but otherwise, his vital organs were compromised and were fatal ... Sonny scanned the liquid, not only containing something but also a serum that could make the effect worse if not...."

"What?" ask Aunty.

"Son, just you," Rolex couldn't go on.

"The enemy's goal this time is to make the Young Master paralyzed and damage the brain so that he will be disabled" said Sonny.

"Innalillahi, then where is he? what have you done?" Aunt hysterical.

"Sonny made a bidder before we brought her back here. But ... try Auntie see," they both said.

When these three men reached Ezra's room, they found out that Young Master El Qavi was struggling.

"Den.." cried Auntie.

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