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The sound of knocking on the door from outside Safia's house was heard. Safia who had been sitting with her son in the middle room stared at each other.
"Who is Ma, who is visiting late in the afternoon" said Anna.
Safia pressed her shoulders.
"Mama doesn't know, either."
"Don't, it's Om Rama again." Anna hoped that it was Rama. Because from yesterday he missed Rama a lot.
Safia was shocked when she heard Anna's words.
"What! About Rama?"
"Yes Ma. Om Rama, I'd like to see Anna."
Want to do Mas Rama here, Inner Safia.
Safia got up from her seat. After that he went to the living room to open the door. He was shocked when he saw Evan already standing in front of the door.
"Sir Evan" Safia said.
Evan smiled showing his white teeth.
"Sir Evan what's wrong, sir? want to find Anna, right?"
"Yes. Yesterday it was like Anna I put it in the workshop. But Anna did not question her bike anymore. Did Anna forget her bike?" ask Rama.
"Oh... Anna's got a new bike, sir."
"Oh. So Anna bought another new bike?"
"Yes. Mr. Evan is coming in! please come in sir."
"Yes. Thanks Safia."
After Safia lets Evan in, Evan enters Safia's house.
"An... Anna... This is your teacher An...!" safia called Anna.
A little while later, Anna came to Safia.
"Mother, who's coming Bun?" ask Anna.
"No, Mr. Evan." Safia pointed towards Evan.
Anna looked at Evan. He looked disappointed because the one that came was not Om Rama.
"So Mr. Evan came here. I thought Om Rama."
Safia looked at her son sharply.
"Anna, so you still hope that Om Rama will come here. Mother has told you, mother does not like if you are close to her."
Anna was silent and pouting. He didn't like the words of his mother. Anna then went back inside.
"Why Anna?" ask Evan.
"No idea Mr. Evan, he's used to it."
Safia then sat down near Mr. Evan.
"What would Evan drink?" ask Safia.
"Oh, don't bother Safia. I'm just here to return Anna's bike."
In the midst of Safia and Evan chatting, the sound of greetings from outside the house sounded.
"Assalamualaik."
"Wa'alakiumsalam" Safia and Evan said together.
Safia and Evan stared at Shakira at the same time.
Safia smiled when she saw her brother's presence.
"Mbak Shakira's. Let's go in. Ma'am." Safia invited Shakira inside.
"Please sit down Mommy." After Shakira went inside, Safia then allowed Shakira to sit down.
Shakira looked at the man who was currently visiting inside Safia's house.
Who is this guy, so cute. Maybe he has a special relationship with Safia. This man is Safia's boyfriend.
Shakira had been silent since then and was still staring at Evan. And Evan too. He also had not blinked since he looked at Shakira.
Ahem...
Safia throbs.
"You want to look at each other like this, yes I just went inside," said Safia who made Evan and Shakira surprised.
Evan smiles. "Oh. Sorry, Safia."
"Oh yes Mr. Evan, this is Ms. Shakira Budhenya Nafisa. My real brother sir." Safia introduces Evan to Shakira.
"Oh..." Evan mangosteen understands.
"And Sister Shakira, this is Mr. Evan, Anna Mbak's teacher."
"Mbak Shakira can only make jokes" said Safia who was embarrassed by Shakira's words.
Evan got up from his seat.
"Mbak Safia, I go home first. It's afternoon." said Evan to Safia.
"Oh, hurry up sir."
"I just want to deliver Anna's bike."
"Yes, be careful, sir."
"Yes, Mother."
"I'm sorry Mr. Evan, Annanya doesn't want to see you."
"It's okay. Our people used to meet at school."
After saying goodbye to Safia, Evan left Safia's rented house. After Evan left, Shakira looked at Safia.
"Safia, was Anna's teacher?" ask Shakira.
Safia nodded. "Yes Ma'am. Why why?"
"Anna's teachers are so cute. I thought you were Safia's future husband."
Safia chuckles.
" Hehe.there-there's this Mbak. I don't have a future mother."
"Safia, why don't you marry Safia again? let Anna have a new father."
"I also want to ask, why is Miss Shakira not married again? let Rio have a new father."
"Well, behind my question. I'll be the same as you."
"I'm the same as you are."
Shakira breathed deeply.
"It's hard, talk to you Safia."
"Sir, I have no intention of getting married again. Anna is still in SD. If I get married again, I don't want to make Anna abandoned. And I want to marry who Ma'am is, no man wants to be close to me. Because I'm poor."
"Don't talk like that Safia. You are young, you are beautiful too. Surely you like a lot if you want to open your heart to men."
"Already Ma'am. Don't talk about it if it's the same with me. If I have the intention of getting married again, I have done it before. But I just want to focus on Anna."
"Eh, by the way, Anna's teacher was handsome, Saf. Why don't you go near her."
"Hush! careless to say."
"Eh, I'm serious Saf. He looks like a nice guy and a rich guy. He's got a wife yet?" ask Shakira curiously.
"He's still his own Ma'am" Safia replied briefly.
"Young?"
"Jakka"
"Seriously Saf, if the man was a virgin."
"Yes. Why the hell is that so. Mommy crush?"
"No. Just curious."
"Oh yes. By the way, why are you here?"
"Actually I'm here, want a nanya about Saf's work."
"work? did you work at Mas Rama's house? why is it about work again?"
"Safia, I've fired Saf from Mas Rama's house. I don't work there anymore."
Safia was shocked when she heard her sister's words.
"What! fired? You sure?" Safia stared fixedly at Safia's bead eyes.
"Yes Saf. Mas Rama's wife has cursed Ma'am. You're not allowed to work there anymore."
"Are those the hell, Ma'am? did you ever make a mistake?"
"I never did anything wrong. Miss Vika fired me because she already knew that I was Mas Rama's ex-wife."
"What! he just found out that Mbak Shakira is his ex-wife Mas Rama. Was it from the beginning that you weren't honest with him?"
"Yes Saf. From the beginning Mbak never told anything about Ma Vika's past with Mas Rama. When Ms. Vika found out that I was Mas Rama's ex-wife, she immediately cursed me. I also work professionally. Never fooled Rama."
"Maybe he's in shock. Or it could be, the woman is jealous of you. She was afraid her husband would fall in love again with his ex-wife. That's why he fired Mommy."
"I'm confused too. This is all because Mbak Intan knows not."
Safia scrunched her eyebrows.
"Whose mom?" ask Safia.
"You know, you still remember his older cousin Mas Rama who has lived in Jakarta for a long time?"
"Oh. yeah. I also know Mama Intan."