The Cost of Trust

Apologies (1)

"So, Abah does have the intention for their soul mate? Mashaallah...exceptional!", I said.

"Aren't you jealous of the deck?", Aziz asked me.

"What do you mean?", I asked.

"Yes..your ex wants to be betrothed!", said Aziz casually.

"I'm jealous of you. Very jealous!", I said sniffly while standing leaving Aziz mas who was sitting on the sofa.

"Sir, don't be angry!", woo Aziz.

"You ah, already there come out!", I went into my room.

"Wrong mouth!", Aziz hit his own mouth.

With gontai Aziz headed for his stall. There he found Imah and Hayu laughing out loud listening to Faiz.

Aziz also chose to sit behind the cashier. Sok busy checking his stock. His fingers occasionally fiddled with his phone.

"Well, I want to pray first?!" said Hayu.

"Yes, we'll change."

Hayu leaves the stall to Imah's room.

Shortly after, someone came. A handsome man with his pretty thick glasses perched pretty on his pointed nose.

"Bro!", greet the man. Aziz, who focuses on his phone, does not make amar calls.

"Lho, doctor sir?", say hello.

"Eh, Home. How are you?"

"Good Doctor damar. Doctor wants to see Aziz?"

Damar nodded slowly while sitting on the bench.

"Yes...! Mas Aziz!", snapped Imah with her shrill voice.

"Ishhh.brisik very you are Mah!" said Aziz.

"Partially, it was called from earlier in the day!"

Aziz realized there was a damar there.

"Eh, sir cold doctor here!?", asked Aziz.

"I told you I wanted to come here!"

"Mas Aziz, why are you dreaming? The moon was already kissed lips mbak Dian?", asked imah innocently.

Aziz's face was met with red hearing Imah's silly words. Proverbs...Don't say it too many times!!!! Inner Aziz.

"Well did you kiss the same Bini Lo? Hahahahah!", ledek damar.

"Eh, sir the doctor can laugh too yes sir hahahaha kirain can not sir. So serious facing a person who is seriously ill, so the nerves that used to make a smile can not be kepake. hahahahah!", cried Imah.

This time Aziz also laughed at his best friend.

"You think I'm Mah's statue, can't laugh?", asked Damar.

"Well, I know that the doctor was right to take care of the deceased mbak Feby his face was very serious."

"It's different, huh, this is no longer work. Don't call me doctor. Call me damar kek what mas damar is good?!"

"Okay.i call mas damar from now on!"

"That sounds better!", said Damar.

"Mah, ask for help. Ambilin cold drink one yes, but I don't want to pay!", said damar glanced at aziz. And get him.

"Based on doctor Kere, bottled drinks just can't afford Lo!", said Aziz.

"Eh, where is he?" asked Damar.

"Morning the prayer", Aziz answered briefly. The ones who start want to find out.

"He...solat Ziz?", asked Damar hesitantly.

"Who is Damar?", asked Ema.

"She ..yes she's the , cook Diandra!"

"Sopo zinc is meant after all mas? Mosok mbak Hayu?", asked Imah again.

"Udah the Jawir, really!", said Aziz.

In the next instant, damar was stunned to see the figure of a beautiful woman passing through Aziz's back. Women with a wide headscarf with navy color, his face looks more radiant.

While Hayu, Hayu himself did not pay attention to who the guests Aziz was meeting.

Damar stood up from his stool.

"Stev!", call Damar. Hayu who was heading to the cashier's desk turned around. Ensuring a voice that calls out a name that he desperately wants to forget.

"Stevs! I...!", said Damar faltered.

"Sorry, my name is Hayu. Rahayu!", Java. Hayu brief.

"Alright Hayu, I want to talk!", said Damar slowly.

"There's nothing to say, it's all done. Sorry, I want to continue my work!"

Yes, Hayu is indeed packing the charger that Aziz bought yesterday.

"Ziz, I ask permission to talk to Hayu, right?", asked Damar.

"How is Hayu?", Aziz asked Hayu.

"My work is still a lot of Aziz!", replied Hayu without looking at Aziz.

"Udah, let Imah do it. Ma'am Hayu chatted with the doctor at home. Calm down, it will also be finished the same. It's a job to get to Hayu!"

"Yes may be Hayu, you go to the living room!", pinta Aziz.

"Sorry, I don't want any slander. I don't want to be alone with.!", Hayu hangs his sentence.

"Dian will accompany you."

Aziz said while standing up.

"Bro, you go through the gate, you get in Lo's car!"

"Yes Ziz!", said Damar.

By force, Hayu follows Aziz into the house.

Tok.dok...

"Dec!", call Aziz. Because my bedroom door is locked.

With a slight annoyance I opened my bedroom door. My long, unbound hair dangled partly on my face. How shocked I was, there was a hayu mbak behind Aziz mas. But, yes it is. She is also a girl.

"dad, I want to ask you a favor."

"What do you do?", I asked as I walked out of the room.

"That's.outside there's a damar, he wants to talk to Hayu. Can you please nemenin hayu? He does not want to be alone with those who are not mahramnya!"

"Oh, yeah. Wait a minute, I'll wear the hijab first. You, take Diaz out. He's awake!"

I went back to the room wearing my hijab and carried Diaz to hand her over to Aziz.

"You are the same Diandra huh Ma'am Hayu!", said Aziz as he passed.

"We're in the guest room!", ask me.

"Yes to Dian!", Hayu followed me behind.

I opened the living room door. Damar was standing at the door.

"Please go to Damar's mas!", I told damar to come in.

Me, damar and Hayu sat on each sofa. I will indeed accompany Hayu, but I can't possibly interfere in their affairs either, right?

"sorry, just a second. I'll make you a drink first!"

"Yes Di, thank you!"

I left them both. But, the living room and the kitchen were no baffles, so I could see them doing. Hayu just doesn't want any slander between them.

"Stev!", call Damar.

"Hayu!", replied Hayu briefly. His eyes looked straight at the floor.

"How are you?", asked Damar starting their conversation.

"As you can see. Thank God, I am healthy."

"Stev.I mean...Hayu!"

"What do you want to get to, right?"

"I. I. want to apologize Hayu!", Damar lowered his head.

"I've forgiven you, there's something else you want to get to, right?"

"Wood! Please.please let me fix everything."

"Indeed what will be fixed huh Doctor sir???", the sound of Hearts times was quite clearly heard all the way to the kitchen.

"Hayu, all those years I've felt guilty about you. To our son. I. I'm sorry Hayu!"

"We? Do you know me?"

"Stevia Winata's. Enough's enough! Don't do this! I'll make amends for all my past mistakes on you stev. Please give me a chance!", Damar pleaded.

The two people were silent in each other's minds.