
Today, Kiara and Habibie decided to return. Actually they could have gone home later that night, but Habibie asked her parents to go home soon after knowing the sad thing that happened to Kiara in her childhood.
The woman did not talk much. Since getting into the car until now, he had been completely silent. Her lips are like a mute for some reason.
"You're thrush?" ask Habibie.
Kiara remained silent. The woman turned her face instead, refusing to turn to her husband so upset Kiara at that time.
"Near!"
"What the hell!" sob with a very high tone of voice. "If you want to go home, go home. Why should there be so much chattering," he said. Kiara was still angry but her tone grew increasingly deep. "Udah said do not want to go home, instead maksa went home!"
Although the woman was just muttering, Habibie could hear her very clearly. Habibie stopped his car on the edge then turned to look at Kiara.
"Listen, Kiara. You're not Ummi's son, you're my wife! Even though you are very eager to meet with Ummi, if there is no permission from me, you must not leave, let alone this to stay over. Be sinful!"
Kiara heard this with her kamit mouth. The woman repeated what Habibie said with the movement of her mouth. He did not feel reluctant at all, Habibie always scolded him, for what he hesitated against the man.
"Near!"
"Hmmm!"
"From tomorrow, you must set the memorization to me. Started with juz Amma."
"What?"
"There is no objection. We start at dawn tomorrow, if there's anything to correct, you'll have to memorize again after isya."
"If you don't want to?"
Habibie smiled grinning. The man shrugged both his shoulders indifferently. Return the car at a high enough speed.
"If you don't want to. Bi Arum same Devi I fired today too."
"Massa!" pekik Kiara did not accept. "okay! I'll learn, but don't fire them, Kasian!"
Habibie nodded triumphantly. It turns out that true what Amzar said, Kiara may be very spoiled and difficult to manage. But, the sense of humanity he had for others made him unable to dwell if threatened in such a way.
"Ish, shitty!" ketus Kiara's.
Habibie doesn't care. Stupid time with Kiara's anger. Want the woman to nag, babble or how, Habibie will not turn her head. After all, this was also for Kiara's own good. It's time Habibie tightened the rules so Kiara could be a little regulated if she kept letting Kiara be free like that, no matter what the future holds.
Arriving home, Kiara immediately got down from the car, while Habibie called Mang Agus to bring out the fresh vegetables they took from their own garden.
"Mrs Kiara. Madam, don't you think?" ask Bi Arum. Seeing Kiara sitting on the chair that was near the kitchen, while covering her face with both palms, Bi Arum became very worried.
"Astagfirullah, Madam! Madam why?"
Bi Arum pulled out another chair then sat down in front of Kiara.
"Bi .. why the hell is Kiara's dating father Mas Abie. If it's money, I have a lot of money. Kiara feels tired if pressed like this. Mana Mas Habibie is fierce, sometimes good. A lot of people!" The woman spoke while sobbing. It's as much fun as it makes it look so funny.
Bi Arum pulled Kiara's hand. He smiled then rubbed the back of the hand with a very soft rub. Bi Arum knew how distressed Kiara was because of her employer. But how else. Habibie has become her husband. Kiara must obey, especially if the harshness of Habibie is due to the affairs of the afterlife.
"Mrs, Kia .. I don't know how sick Mrs is right now. But, after all my years of working with Master, I have never seen the strange things that Master did. He tends to be indifferent. And for the past five years, only Mrs Kiara, the only woman you've brought into this house. The mistress may feel that way because she's not used to it yet, but trust me. Master is a very good man. Don't waste Madam's tears on things like this. Madam must be upbeat, prove to Mr. Habibie that Madam deserves her kind attitude!"
"Cityaaa ... Aunty!" Kiara hugged the woman in front of her tightly. She was so grateful to have such a close person. "I'm hungry, Bi. Want some Auntie pop chicken!"
Bi Arum smiled. The middle-aged woman rubbed Kiara's back then away from her employer. "I'll make it. Madam rest first! I'll call you when I'm done cooking."
"okay!" sahut Kiara enthusiastically. "Thank you Bi!"
He rubbed his face roughly before running towards the room upstairs.
Habibie's back in front of the door he hit which made a flat object in his hand jump quite hard on the floor.
"UPS, sorry Sir! I accidentally," led Kiara while sticking out her tongue with her fingers waving over her head. The woman immediately ran as Habibie looked at her sharply.
"The rancid boy!" ketus Habibie's.
The woman even pranced. He entered his room but his eyes were wide open as soon as he saw something shiny brown running towards him.
"Mas Abiiiiieeeeeee!"
The woman screamed in her three-octave tone. She opened the door again, ran over to her husband and jumped up to embrace his neck and hang like a koala child. Because of the reflex holding his wife's weight, the phone that Habibie picked up from the floor fell back until the screen cracked irregularly.
"Mas Abie! Mas please, there are dates so-called events. He wants to attack Kiara. Disgust Mas, please expel the alien!"
Kiara hugged Habibie so scared she was in an animal called cockroach. Her head was buried between the necks of her husband and Habibie did not make any movement.
"Down, Kiara!"
"No way!"
"I said get off!"
"Kiara said she didn't want to! If you don't want to, don't want to. I'm kok maksa anyway!"