Tengil Tuan Tuan Presdir's

Chapter 3. Accepts

Habibie exhaled slowly. He strengthened his heart and was determined to live his life according to the decree. If he has to go through everything, God willing he is ready.

Kiara looked up, she who was already shivering looked at the person standing in front of her with a confused look. The jacket she had worn to cover the kittens on the shop floor, while she could only hug herself.

Habibie put the umbrella she was wearing and then removed the coat to cover Kiara's body.

"What a handsome angel of death!" muttered Kiara still did not let go of her eyes on Habibie. She smiled, but, the next second Kiara collapsed in the arms of the man who was holding her shoulder.

"Astaghfirullah's. You are so stupid and careless!"

Habibie is looking for someone. Maybe someone wants to help her hold an umbrella so they don't get wet. Unfortunately, at that time the atmosphere there was very quiet. Maybe because the heavy rain made everyone reluctant to get out of the house.

Penetrating rain in the afternoon is actually not too bad but can not be said to be good as well. Habibie sat Kiara in the front seat, because if he laid her in the back, Habibi was afraid that Kiara would roll down the seat. He tightened the coat in front of the woman's chest trying to close her aura well.

"Bismillah" said Habibie reassured his heart.

....

Everyone in Habibie's house stared in wonder at the adult man who was walking while carrying a woman. Habibie goes into the guest room, puts Kiara there and covers Kiara's body with a blanket.

"Bi!" call Habibie to the housekeeper.

"Yes, Sir!" bi Arum replied, slightly bowing towards his master.

"Please take care of him. I'll call the doctor. If she wants to take a shower or something, please prepare her needs."

Bi Arum nodded in agreement. The woman glanced at Kiara at a glance then walked out of the room to pick up some clean clothes that Kiara might be able to wear.

"He is who, yes. Why did you bring him to this house. Then why does it look like that. The time you entered the lock to the house."

Bi Arum shuddered at the state imagining the facts that might happen.

"Bi, why is that? Electrified?" asked Devi who was also a domestic assistant at the Habibie residence. Devi is actually very young. Maybe he's only 19. However, since they had been working in the same house for a long time, Devi and Bi Arum became very close. The language they use is not formal even though they are 20 years old.

"That's it, Dev. Sir, he's tea bring a woman. But meni gash pisan, jaba raremong beulangna tea. (Flame him). Pikarunyaeun pokona mah (Kasian)."

"Ari Bibi, ni kayak laundry or blistering. Be careful Bi, don't talk carelessly. Later Mr. Denger, we can be kicked from here. Devi still has to be nyicil HP. If fired by Mr. Habibie, how would Devi pay the debt."

Bi Arum chuckled small. He pulls Devi to go to their room. There are some things to prepare. And Bi Arum needs his friend's help.

Actually there's still a cook, and some male workers he's there. But the most common ones are BI Arum and Devi. There was one more Agus, but he seemed to have gone to the mosque to pray magrib.

"Yes doctor, please come to my house for a moment. Yes, thank you. Assalamualaikum!"

Habibie put his phone on the nightstand. He went into the bathroom to clean himself up and immediately prepared because he had to go to the mosque. There was a large mosque in the housing he occupied, and it wasn't too far away. It's still good to walk.

After saying his greetings, Habibie did not immediately move, he continued to recite the names of God and everything that could calm his heart. Taking on responsibilities like this is very difficult. Amzar gave him a week to think, but .. It seems he should come to Amzar tonight.

After the Isya prayer, Habibie did not go home immediately, because the rain was very heavy, Habibie to the mosque brought his favorite car, his favorite car, he changed direction on the map on the screen on his dashboard to go to his father's house and continue to Amzar's house.

....

At 9 p.m., Habibie just arrived at his house. His feelings are more relaxed and calmer. Perhaps, since the one burden on his shoulders had already been removed, everything felt better.

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Wa'alaikumsalam, sir!" reply Bi Arum who opened the door for Habibie.

"Have the doctor come, Bi?" tanyakanya.

"Already, Sir. But, since he was in a hurry, he was only here for a moment. There's a note he left on your desk."

"The mother is fine, sir, has cleaned up and has eaten too. He said he wanted to see this house."

Habibie nodded back. He left Bi Arum and went upstairs to his room. The big house is empty. But, this house is the most comfortable for Habibie to live in.

"Astaghfiullah!" Habibie was wide-eyed and immediately turned his face when he saw the unusual sight in front of him. A woman was standing in the doorway smiling, not the woman's smile that made Habibie turn away. However, wear.

"Master!" kiara's greeting to Habibie. The woman stood right in front of Habibie, looking at Habibie's face as the man continued to turn away from her.

"Bi Arum!" habibie shouted for help. "Bi!"

"Yes, sir, aya naon?" tanya Bi Arum was both scared and surprised.

Kiara knitted her brows at the strange gnawing displayed by Habibie.

"Bi, aren't there any other clothes she can wear? Why did Auntie give you that kayak shirt?" habibie asked without looking at Kiara.

Kiara lowered her head, noticing her appearance was afraid if anything went wrong. However, when examined, everything is safe. Kiara thought, thinning her lips with both shoulders raised.

"Anu, Sir. Actually this is ...."

Two hours ago, Kiara blinked her eyes when she felt someone's hand was groping her arm. He sat down and pulled the blanket up to his chest, surprised to see an old man in the same room as him.

"Am I in hell? Why are the life-revoking angels so handsome, this one ain't. What's my fault that I should be punished like this." Kiara continued to mutter in her heart. Both eyes glazed. Kiara did not expect that her age would be that short.

"Are you okay? Any complaints you feel?" ask the doctor to Kiara.

"Anjir, wait .. I should have asked the robbuka man. Why be a gini?" Kiara is back.

"Mom!" get Sutomo's doctor to shake his hand in front of Kiara's face.

"Akh, yes. I'm doing fine. You who?" ask Kiara back.

The doctor smiled. "I am the personal physician of Mr. Habibie's family. You're fine, no fever, but don't know it's night. I'll leave notes, pain relievers and antibiotics. Hopefully it will heal soon, yes" said the doctor. He immediately moved and rubbed his nose while shaking his head.

"Do I smell?" kiara asked herself. "But wait. Mr. Habibie is who, my Grandpa, my Om, or my Uncle. There is no such thing as Habibie."

"Mr is awake?" ask bi Arum to Kiara. "Bak bath first, yeah. I have prepared warm water. Come on Ma'am!"

Bi Arum held onto Kiara's arm and stuffed the woman into the bathroom.

"Sir, I keep the clothes on the bed!"

Kiara did not answer. He was still confused by what happened to him, but ...rather than dizzying it, better Kiara take a bath, it is possible that now Kiara is dreaming in the ghoib realm.

"Goddessa .. This is a dress or sack of bangs, why is it so long and big!"

Kiara turned her body in front of the mirror. Her lips grimaced with pain, a Kiara, wearing such clothes, could ruin her reputation.

Looking at a pair of scissors on the table, Kiara smiled. A brilliant idea flashed through his intelligent brain.

Kiara started cutting the robe that covered her ankle, until the thigh, the woman smiled, finally she could return to being Kiara.

"Astaghfirullah, Ma'am. Why are you wearing his shirt? Later if you are angry how to." Bi Arum looked very surprised and panicked.

"Master?" tanya Kiara looked at Bi Arum confusedly.

"Yes, Sir. Mr. Habibie, my employer owns this house. Who brought the mother here."