The Cost of Trust

The Part 198

Aziz struggled with the financial statements of his men in Serpong. More precisely, his men who work in his mama's boutique Imah.

In the middle of his busy life, Farah's mother called him.

[Assalamu'alaikum Ma's.].

[Guardalagsalam. Busy Ziz?]

Mama Farah's voice sounded so soft.

[Not really, mah. In Dian's office, but Aziz again saw Serpong's financial statements]

[What is mama bothering?]

[No ma. What was? Oh yeah, how's Grandma and the baby? healthy right?]

[The baby is healthy Ziz, but.].

[Why ma?]

Instead of answering, Farah's mother cried. Aziz, too, became angry.

[what's wrong ma? Why is Umas?]

[Gold coma Ziz]

Mama spilled her tears.

[Inalienable. Ma koma? No way ma, last night Aziz still called mbak Imas. He's not why!]

Mama sounded sobbing.

[Ma..!]

[Rashid Ziz.... Rashid dropped your talaq]

[Astagfire!]

Aziz sat back in his chair.

[Why can that be Ma?]

[Your sister loves Rashid Ziz so much. As for Rashid, he felt disappointed at not being able to own your boutique. And....Imas is approaching his confession, Imas is in shock and..].

Mama Farah did not continue her words. Dian could only cry across there.

[Unkindness to Rashid. How dare he hurt my sister!]

[If..if..we do not give up ownership of the boutique, he will divorce Imas, bringing Aqeela, your niece!]

[Yes Allah.].

Aziz rubbed his face rough.

[Mama confused Ziz..mama confused!]

[So calm mom, ma. Aziz will think of everything. Take good care of Imas and Aqeela!]

[Yes Ziz]

[Mama is now resting. Aziz will contact my mother again.]

[Yes Ziz, assalamualaikum]

[Ma Walaikumsalam]

Aziz squeezed his hair rough, bowed heavily under the table.

Aghhhh!!!! Shouted Aziz.

"What's wrong????!"

I approached Aziz who looked frustrated. He looked up at me.

''I'm sorry.sorry mas yelled in front of you!"

"It's okay, man. I'm healed!"

I hugged Aziz who was in a state of turmoil.

I sat myself in front of Aziz. He still looks so fucked up.

"Drink mas.!", I poured water for Aziz mas to slightly dampen his emotions.

I let him calm down first before I asked a lot.

"Can I have a deck please?"

"What?"

"Mas is confused! Frantic coma deck! And worse Mas Rashid.he.. dropped his talaq to mba Imas."

"Innalilahi.!", I covered my hands in my mouth.

"You know why the deck?"

I shook my head slowly.

" He threatened, would bring Aqeela too if she got divorced. She'll cancel her divorce if we give up boutique ownership on her!"

"O Allah is Rashid....! Why could he be so mas? Just for the sake of the treasure, his son and wife are at the victim right?"

Aziz looks frustrated. I know what's on his mind. Madam Imas is her only sister. He's obliged to protect his sister. But on the other hand, he also will not give the boutique for free to people who are clearly not qualified in their field.

"Mas...can I talk?"

Aziz nodded slowly.

"If you give us our boutique, what mas Rashid can guarantee if the household with mbak Imas will improve again?"

Aziz looked at me.

Dian's right, can Rashid maintain the wholeness of his household? Meanwhile, which had just happened, she was looking at Imas who had clearly just given birth to a child for her.

"You are right deck!", replied Aziz lethargic.

"Do we need someone else's help?"

"I mean...Is it possible or is Dadan? That shop belongs to me too, doesn't it?"

Aziz. It has to be involved. But.. It seems like Imah will not understand . She would definitely follow her instincts as a sister who did not want her brother to be hurt.

"Don't deck, 'Thank you don't know!"

''Why mas? I have the right to know!"

"You know what kind of Home Deck is. He would have given it to Rashid just like that. Because she would have preferred to keep the wholeness of her brother's household in comparison to his possessions and rights."

Aziz has a point too. But who should I ask for my opinion and ideas from? Mama alone in Surabaya, must be confused as well. Want to involve outsiders?!

"Rifai!", said Aziz loudly.

"Mas Fai? But.mas...Mas Fa'i is an outsider. What...do we deserve to involve him with such a precarious affair?"

"Dek, Fai is not someone else. He's also our family deck. Please. Because I'm sure, Fai must have a lot of ideas."

"What..so about the kang Ujang ...also the idea of Ama Fai?!"

"Yes!"

God, why do I always have to involve that man???!!!

"dek, please call Fai. Ask him to come over here. I'm going to the toilet!"

"why didn't you just call? On my phone there's no mom."

"You're calling with a cell phone on Dek. And.one more, save the Fai number. Maybe you need it!"

"Ngapain is mas....!"

Aziz left me in this room. I doubt if I'll contact Fai?

In the midst of my confusion, Aziz's cell phone rang. My ex called Aziz.

With hesitation, I picked up the phone from Fai.

[Assalamualaikum.].

[Walaikumsalam, huh? Where's aziz? How did you pick up my phone?]

[Mas Aziz is in the toilet. Why?]

[The guy is talking!]

[Owh, yes, to the office.]

[Playing into Di's office?]

[We're not busy here, just playing]

[In.].

[Yes...?]

[Are you panicking? Is something bothering you?

I sighed, and resumed my conversation with Fai over the phone.

[Come here, we're in need of your help!]

[What help is there? Aziz is fine, right?]

[Mas Aziz well mas]

[ Then why ? What do you need help with?]

[Let Aziz tell his own mas.]

[OK.oke. But.].

[But why?]

[i borrowed your Vario bike. Dadan just dropped me off at your house. We're from the showroom. Dadan just bought a car for Imah.]

[Oh yeah? Thank God, next time I'll take it.]

[yes. Not to lose to his brother.]

[You didn't bring a vehicle? why did Dadan even anterin you to the house?"

[My car was taken by Mika to the hospital. And coincidentally, Damar asked me to accompany him to meet Hayu. But if Aziz needs my help more]

"Yes, it's up to you. Later if it is necessary, ask for the key to Imah!

"OK👌