The Cost of Trust

The Part 221

"Kang Dadan, eta in harep meuni rame pisan?", asked neneng.

(is that in front of a real race?)

"Muhun Neng tea. Tea neng ngajak Diaz play inside. No need to go out!", said Dadan.

"Why or kang? Karunya atuh den Diaz" said teh neng.

"It's okay. I've been obedient. The orders from his boss are!"

"Owh.nya nggeus atuh!"

Neneng took Diaz back inside. Neneng chose a backyard that contained synthetic grass to invite Diaz to play.

Diaz's age of nine months is getting more agile and of course requires extra energy in watching him.

Dadan since morning accompanied Imah and Hayu at the stall. But it met Neneng after Dadan dhuhur prayer.

Dadan approached one of the guards on duty.

"Kang..!", said Dadan.

"Ready sir!", said the bodyguard.

"If you want to pray, you want to eat a change. You guys are a lot. The same obligation of the boss should be carried out, but the same obligation that the power should not be neglected!", Dadan advised the guard.

The guard was just a whimper.

"Yes sir. I'll ask my friends."

"I want to go home for a while, please take good care of me. I'll be back here again."

"Who sir?!"

Dadan leaves Aziz's house.

At the stall, Julian placed a bodyguard sitting a little away from the stall.

Imah and Hayu so feel there is a protect.Since the morning was , the stall is always crowded. Until finally there was the voice of someone who surprised Hayu.

"Assalamualaikum!", said Ustaz Zaki.

"Walaikumsalam!", replied Imah and Hayu compact. But the heart suddenly beats faster. Is he in love? Oh..not so Bambang! He was only worried if Ustaz Zaki asked about the damar while Imah had not received training from him.

"Sir ustadz Zaki. What do you want to buy, sir?", greeting friendly.

"No. I just want to see Hayu."

Imah scrunched her forehead.

"Owh, would you like to talk to me? Yes already, Imah ting.", unfinished Imah said, Hayu pulled out the hand of Imah.

"There's even better!", Ustad Zaki smiled faintly.

"Hem... alright! Mayu mbak Hayu."

"What did Ustaz Zaki find me?", asked him.

"I'm still curious about Hayu yesterday!"

Yesterday what? Inner Child.

"Don't you already know the answer?"

To be a listener so far, hasn't started babbling.

"If the doctor is indeed your serial husband, why didn't he come to your house?", asked Zaki.

Huh huh? The doctor? Siri's husband? Inner Child.

Hayu put on a small smile.

"Does every mas damar come, should you report Ustaz Zaki?", asked Hayu.

"No really. But at least the activity of the doctor can be seen neighbors. In fact they never really, see that doctor Wara Wiri in your contract? Did you know that husband and wife never lived together? Don't-don't...you're his mistress too huh? What difference does it make to be my second wife?" said ustaz Zaki at length.

Hem....I know the story.... Well, mayu, help as much as I can! Inner Child.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ustadz, can you help straighten up?", asked Ema.

Ustad Zaki nodded.

"So the story is gini.", Imah began to explain. But suddenly comes someone who also surprises Imah and Hayu.

"Honey Come, Stev!", said Stevan.

Imah and Hayu pushed their heads.

"Om...!", say hello.

"Dad...!", said Hayu.

Ustadz Zaki looked at the appearance of the dashing man who was already aged beside him.

"How are you, son?", asked Stevan.

Praise God, Stevi has started to soften. He's not as gluttonous as yesterday, in Stevan.

"Daddy himself, how are you? What about Daddy's wife?", asked Hayu. At least, his Daddy presence could distract him from Zaki's ustad.

"Daddy good Stev! By himself? Still like helping Aziz here after marriage? Did you hear your husband sell soto or what?"

"yes om. Kang Dadan selling soto noodles Bogor. Alhamdulillah, although small but already have two stalls."

"Oh yeah? Nice dong!"

"yes om. Let's not have much important yet o'm."

"You don't want to take your late Mama's boutique?", asked Stevan again.

"Haha I can't. Let Aziz mas aja the tour. Help here, heheh."

Stevan shook his head. Then he looked at the man who had been listening to the conversation with Imah and Stevi.

"Why do you see me like that?" asked Stevan.

Hadehhhhh..take this! Inner Hayu.

"You who? Why call Rahayu Stev?", asked Zaki.

Stevan smiled casually.

"I'm Daddy Stevia Winata or Rahayu. My name is Stevanus Winata. Who are you?"

"Hayu's Daddy? Her father meant that?", asked Zaki.

"Yes!", replied Stevan briefly.

"Owh.. mean I can ask the right person, right?" asked Zaki.

Oh Allah...Why involve Daddy????Inner Hayu.

"Ask what?", Stevan was curious.

"On the status of Rahayu's marriage?", asked Zaki.

"Is this a series?", asked Stevan.

Imah and Hayu blinked their eyes as code. And thankfully, Stevan understands their code.

"Owh.that" said Stevan flatly.

"Is it true that the husband's doctor is siri hayu?", asked Zaki to the point.

The damar? Inner Stevan looked at his daughter.

"Yes.of course. Dammar doctor, em..my daughter-in-law!", said Stevan.

Zaki's face suddenly red.

Is it true that Hayu is married? Doctor anyway!

"Yes, my son-in-law is an internal medicine specialist. Would you like to consult with him? Maybe there's an organ in you that hurts maybe?" asked Stevan.

Imah and Hayu held back the laughter as strongly as possible.

"No! Thank you!", said Zaki annoyed. The man also left the stall with a gloomy feeling. Pupus already hopes her to marry a woman as beautiful as Hayu.

The past cake ngene anyway? Gawe is in ae! inner Home.

"It was Who wanted to explain Om, uh.it was the same first about Stevan" said Imah.

"Oh yeah? Try now you guys explain it to Daddy!"

Finally Imah Dan Stevan heard the story of hayu beginning of 'marriage series' with amber.

"Yes, why is it just a charade to avoid ustaz Zaki. Why don't you just get married?!" said Stevan.

"Dad!", said Hayu.

Stevan smiles.

"Thank You Son. You call Daddy again. Daddy's glad you got Daddy involved here."

Hayu.

"Please learn to forgive Daddy. Like Dian forgave Daddy too! So, Daddy doesn't have to ask Dian for help to bring us together."

Stevan stood up, hugged Hayu.

"Thank You Son! Thanks for this opportunity."

"Yes Dad!"

There was a haru atmosphere enveloping this stall. Until some customers arrived. Imah and Hayu also serve buyers with friendly.

Stevan watches around Aziz's house closely. It looks like Aziz's house is guarded by the men in black. Although their positions are not close together, but a Stevan understands the male models like them.

Did something happen??? Inner Stevan.