The Cost of Trust

The Part 146

Turning to the story of Damar and Hayu, bentarrrr....

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[Mbak Hayu, let's close it first. We have business. All of Hayu's mbak rest]

Hayu read the green message from her boss.

[Yes] the answer is brief.

Faiz was too tired last night, so at almost seven o'clock Faiz had not woken up. It just so happened that her boss asked her today to go back on vacation.

"Same...!"

"Eh, umi's son is awake."

"Yes mi. Em..umi.tadi Faiz dream."

Hayu holds her son.

"What dream?", asked Hayu enthusiastically.

"Dream of eating fried chicken rich umi likes to make."

"Oh..gitu, does Faiz want to eat fried chicken made by Umi?"

"Mi Pengen. But.then if you already have money."

Hayu rubbed her son's hair. Since working at Aziz's kiosk, Hayu's life began to improve. Indeed, in a day he only got fifty thousand money. But, often even almost every day he gets side dishes for lunch and dinner, both with Faiz. So, the money he earned everyday could be collected. Later, if the compensation from the foundation stalled, the money could be used.

"Umi has money. And.umi also bought his chicken, stay in the cook deh!"

"real Mi? Asyiiiikkkk!", Faiz cheered in excitement.

"Yes, Faiz took a shower. Umi wants to cook Faiz's favorite fried chicken."

"One more mi....!"

"What?"

"Would spinach be no noodles?"

"Em...Can you????"

"If there is no material, don't do it."

"There's dong...!", said Hayu.

"Yeyeey..thank you for being the most beautiful!"

"yes sweetheart....! Shower gih!"

"Abis shower play forward can't mi? While waiting for chicken Mateng."

"In front of the house, let's if Mateng umi called."

"Each umi.....!"

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"Good morning Om!", said Damar.

"Good morning. Who?"

"Om's room!"

Stevan moved from his bed to the balcony.

"Why Dam?"

"I already know where Stevi lives. Maybe we can go there together."

"Will Stevi see you? Meet you?"

"Yesterday, Stevi and I attended the wedding of her sister Aziz om. We got a car and I drove Stevi home."

"really?"

"Yes, um."

"Then give me the address, we meet there."

"I sent you his address. But....."

"But what?"

"Kontrak hayu can not be passed by the car om. enter his small alley om."

Whahuh? Stevi lives in a narrow alley? Impossible! Has the child really changed?

"But it can still be passed by a motorcycle, right?"

"It could be om, it's just a little difficult because the road in the village was a lot of people who go back and forth."

Oh my.....! Stevan rubbed his face.

"alright. We meet there."

"Om fine!"

Stevan turned to the bathroom.

"Darling...!", call Lili. Stevan stopped his steps. Like it's not a good idea if Lili finds out her plan to meet Stevia. Lili still can't accept Stevia.

Stevan turned to his bed again.

"Why?", asked Stevan to the lily that was still coiled under the covers.

"In the morning, where are you going?"

"There's a meeting with a client."

"But I still want to be in the cementin baby.!" said the spoiled Lili who now even wrestle in Stevan's arm.

"But I have Lili's business." Stevan is as smooth as possible.

"Okay..ok...but, may I ask....now?", Lili's tease. Although Stevan is no longer young, in fact he is still able to satisfy his wife who is the same age as his daughter.

Stevan breathed.

"But, after this I really have some business with the client."

"Yes dear..iya....!"

Stevan was forced to fulfill his wife's wishes.

*****

Faiz was running around in the courtyard of the house, precisely on the small street in front of his house. Faiz and some of his friends chased each other.

Accidentally, Faiz hit a man.

Bugh.... Faiz fell down and cried.

"Huhuhuhu's sick.!", Faiz rubbed his butt. The one who hit him raised Faiz's body.

"I'm sorry about Faiz!" said Damar. It turns out Faiz hit Damar.

"It hurts? Do you look? Oh doctor!", said Damar while checking if there were any injuries on Faiz's hands or feet. But it didn't.

"Where are you going?"

"Home Faiz. Umi's at home? It was on Diaz's deck, the stall was closed."

"Yes, umi's off for a while."

"Oh, means umi in dong's house?"

"Yes. Faiz wants to eat fried chicken. Earlier Faiz had asked if Umi had money to make fried chicken with spinach vegetables, he said he had. Yes already, Faiz played first while waiting for Umi Mateng cuisine."

Oh, my God, Stevi.. Can you get through all this? Inner Damar.

My daughter lives in a place like this? Even my art house alone is much more worthy than this place. Sorry Daddy son?! inner Stevan.

"That grandfather? Come here?", asked Faiz who is still in Damar's arms.

Damar looked at Stevan.

"Oh, yes. That grandpa. umi's father, Faiz."

Faiz. He still remembers, the old man who made his mother cry at the house of Aunt Mika.

"Umi's father? But ... This grandfather will not make the cry anymore right?", Faiz's face looks grim.

Damar and Stevan looked at each other.

"God is not Faiz."

Damar tried to convince Faiz.

"Faiz doesn't like to see umi cry."

Stevan and Damar looked at each other.

Faiz asked to get down from Damar's sling. Then she pointed her hand at Stevan, asking him to shake his hand.

"Sorry Faiz kek, already suu'udzon with grandpa. Umi said, prejudiced it should be good!", said Faiz. Spontaneous Stevan received his hand.

There's a tightness in Stevan's chest. Her daughter has really changed at this time.

"Sorry grandfather who made us cry at that time."

Faiz nodded as well.

"Yes, we go in yuk. I must have finished cooking."

Stevan and Damar followed Faiz.

"Assalamualaikum..umi....!", call Faiz.

"Walaikumsalam", said Hayu from the kitchen.

"Umi...already Mateng is Umi cuisine?", asked Faiz.

"Udah dong darling. I'm a very lager huh?", asked Hayu while rubbing Faiz's cheek.

"Yes, very laper. Guess who's up ahead?!"

Hayu scrunched his forehead.

"Who is there?"

"Om dammar!"

What else would the man want here? Inner Hayu .

"Om damar isn't alone mi, same grandfather!"

"Whose grandfather?"

"Umi's father was...kok umi never said that Faiz had a grandfather?"

Daddy's? Damar with Daddy here? What do they want?? Ask Hayu in my heart.

"Look mi...meet them...!", Faiz withdrew his ummah's hand.

Arriving in the living room, Hayu's gaze was on two men he hated so much that he wanted to forget!

But, no denying. Their presence is like something very. Hayu himself did not understand.

"Mas Damar, Daddy?" said Hayu slowly. Hayu tried to temper the turmoil of his heart before Faiz. He didn't want to make Faiz think bad. Because Faiz was the only thing most precious right now for her.

"Stev, how are you?", asked Stevan. Damar did not want to talk, because yesterday he was with Hayu and Faiz at the wedding of Dadan and Imah.

"Alhamdulillah good. But sorry, call me Hayu. That's my name now!"

Right now, the three of them were sitting on worn-out chairs. Stevan's heart was in excruciating pain. His abundant property, which was supposed to be Stevi's right. Stevie lives in a place like this.

Stevan suddenly got up and hugged his daughter.

"I'm sorry Daddy son.sorry...n!", said Stevan snuggled on Hayu's shoulder. Hayu was frozen.

For a moment, the mood was silent.

"Permy....Faiz laper's....!" faiz said breaking the silence. Stevan took his arms off Hayu.

"We eat first son!", said Hayu.

"Grandpa's the same om damar come to eat, right? Umi's cooking is really good?"

Damar and Stevan throw each other a glance.

After a while, Hayu had already finished preparing the food on the mat.

"Sorry, I don't have a fancy dining table like yours."

Stevan swallows his Saliva. Hayu's speech was slow, but it pierced her heart deeply.

They eat in silence. Until finally, they both say goodbye.

"Daddy will be here a lot, son!"

"For what?"

"There's still something Daddy has to talk about. Today, you're ready to meet Daddy...Daddy's happy."

Hayu just bowed.

"What is the name of Dedi's grandfather?", asked Faiz innocently.

Hayu rubbed her son's hair.

"Daddy that means father or father Faiz!", said Damar.

"Owh.....!"

Stevan and Damar get out of Hayu's house with some relief. At a minimum, they could meet Hayu without rejection.

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Damar drama has not started yet ya gaes 🤗