The Crown that Be snatched

Overslept

"Yes. But roughly when yes, Res," said Safia.

"If Mbak is positive, tomorrow morning I will take Mbak there. All of you I go to work. How's Ma'am?" tanya Resti looked at Safia fixedly.

"Yes, yeah."

"But, what about Anna Mbak if he was at work until the afternoon, sometimes if again rame can be up to night you know."

"If it's about Anna, don't worry. I can put him in the neighbor. Because it usually is."

"Oh."

After a long time Resti chatted with Safia, Resti then said goodbye to go home.

"Udah night Ma'am. Then I say go home first Ma'am," said Resti.

"Yes Res."

Resti got up from his seat. After that he went outside from Safia's rented house. Likewise with Safia who drove Resti to his front home.

"Be careful Res."

"Yes Ma'am. Assalamualaikum"

"Wa'alakiumsalam."

Resti then left Safia's house. After Resti disappeared from Safia's sight, Safia then went inside her house and locked the door of her house.

Safia then stepped into the dining room. Safia was shocked when she saw her son sleeping in the dining room.

"Lho, Anna really sleeps here, she has eaten what has not been, left to chat for a while already asleep," said Safia.

Safia then wakes Anna up.

"An... Anna...why are you sleeping here?" safia.

Anna blinked her eyes and rubbed her eyes. After that he looked at Safia.

"Mother,"

"Have you eaten yet?" ask Safia.

Anna just shook her head

"Why don't you eat?"

"I waited for my mother from earlier. But the mother kept talking to Aunt Resti."

"Now Auntie R should have gone home. Let's eat now."

"Yes Bun."

Safia sat down near her son. After that he took the plate and poked the rice and side dishes onto Anna's plate. After that Safia took the rice and side dishes for herself.

"Let's eat baby."

"Yes Bun."

Anna and Safia quickly ate with a potluck side dish. Because the money Safia had was thinning, so Safia should be able to save her expenses.

"So Aunt Resti came here to do Bun? tumben the nights he's been here?" ask Anna on the sidelines.

"Tante Resti is here to nawarin mother of work," replied Safia.

"What work? and where is it?"

"Mother doesn't know where. But he said he worked as a waitress at the cafe."

"Oh. And mommy wants to?"

"Yes will. If you are unemployed, our money will run out. And if our money runs out, we'll pay the rent and buy the food from where?"

"When does your mom work?"

"The plan is tomorrow morning Anna, you want to sign up for it."

Anna mangut-mangut understood.

"But this job is different from the time you work in laundry."

"Their?" Anna looked at her mother.

"If you work at a cafe, usually the mother goes home until night. Are you okay if you stay until night?" ask Safia.

"It's okay. I'll wait for her mother as usual at Aura's house."

"Yes." Yeah."

After dinner, Safia cleaned up all the dirty dishes on the table and brought them to the kitchen. Likewise with Anna who is always loyal to help her mother clean the dining table.

Safia and Anna threw their bodies on the bed and sat at the side of the bed.

"Anna, it's late. You go straight to sleep. Mother also wants to sleep in the mother's room."

Anna nodded.

"Yes Bun."

Anna got into her bed and lay down on her bed.

"Honey, go to the room first. Sleep well, yes" said Safia.

Before leaving Anna, Safia covered Anna's body with a blanket. After that he left Anna's room.

****

Rama was still in his office this afternoon. It was as if he was looking for something.

"Where is my pen" said Rama.

Rama looks for his pen to the drawers on his desk. Rama opened one of the drawers on his desk. He stared fixedly, a photo of Shakira and Safia. It is the only photo he has kept to date.

"Shakira, Safia" said Rama, taking the photo from inside his drawer.

Rama looked at the photo and rubbed it. Somehow every time Rama saw the photo, he became reminded of his past.

"How are you Shakira. You must be happy with your new husband. And Safia, what about him. He has returned to his village. I haven't been home in a long time. I became the same kangen my village," said Rama.

Well, after being a busy person, Rama rarely went home. The last time he came home, when he was going to marry Vika.

Now Rama and Vika could not go far. Because bu Tari now can not be lived anywhere anymore. He was already paralyzed and he also never let Vika go all the way.

But during that time, Rama still maintained good communication with his parents and his sister in the village. He is also still on good terms with Hamdan and his cousin Intan.

Ring ring ring ring .

The sound of Rama's cell phone ringing shocked Rama from his daydream. Rama then picked up his phone call.

"Hello Mr. Rama, the meeting will start soon. Can you go to the meeting room now. We've all been waiting here sir,"

"Oh. Alright. I'll be there soon. Just a minute."

"Yes sir."

Rama cut off his phone line. After that he put a picture of Shakira into his drawer again.

Rama then gathered all his files that he would bring to the meeting room.

Rama rose from his seat. After that he left his room to go to the meeting room.

****

After a while Rama was in the meeting room, Rama then stepped back into his room, after the meeting was over. He was surprised when he entered the room. His wife and son were already in his room.

"Lad..." Liza spread her arms and immediately hugged her father.

Rama immediately carried Liza and approached Vika.

Vika smile.

"You want to come here, why not say it" said Rama.

"You're going to surprise me, papa" said Liza.

Rama smiled and looked at Liza fixedly.

"You know, if you suddenly come here, there must be something you want from papa. Aye right?"

"You know," said Liza.

"Hayo Liza what do you want?" rama asked as he pinched Liza's cheek.

"Mom and I wanted to take Papa out to eat" Lisa explained.

"Eat outside? now?" Rama looked at Vika.

"Later on Mas. If you're home from work."

"Tumben Vik you took dinner outside. You are always faithful waiting for me at home. And we used to have dinner at home."

"Yes Mas. Actually I want to see my friend's new cafe. A friend of mine is opening a new cafe. And I want to eat there, see my friend's new cafe."

"Oh so."

"Yes Mas. You're not overtime today, are you?"

"No. I'm going home early today."