
“But that one must be finished,” firmly Mbok Min while pointing the contents of the tray that Alika received
“Iya Mbok, thanks.”
Alika placed the tray on the table and closed the door of her room.
Dddrr... Dddrrtt...
Suddenly there was a sound of mobile phone shakes from inside Alika's bag. He who originally wanted to take a shower immediately stopped his intention and switched to taking his phone. There's a message coming in.
Mom ✔
Alika has gone home? Can you pick up mom at Aunt Ratna's?
Alika ✔'s
Hitherto. Which aunt ratna's house?
Mom ✔
Perum Citra Puri's. Behind our cluster of houses. House No. 12D
Alika ✔'s
Ok. But Alika took a shower first.
Alika snatched the towel slapped on the front seat of her study desk and rushed to the bathroom. If usually the girl whose hobby lingers in the bathroom spends 30 minutes to wet her body, she said, this time it only took 15 minutes Alika was back standing in front of her glass. Not that she was lazy to soak in the bathtub, but Alika did not want to hear her mother's nagging because she did not come on time.
Mama Alika is classified as a person who is always ontime. In addition to her title as bussines women, valuing time is one of the motto of living women who are currently busy pursuing their careers in the handicraft industry or often called handicraft. So for anyone who deals with it, there should be no late word. Not for his employees, his relationships, or his family.
It didn't take long, Alika's car had stopped in front of a high iron fence house. The house does not look too big. Minimalist and very suitable to be inhabited for young families who are newly married or have one child.
Alika checked back the home address her mother had sent her through the message. After being convinced that she was stopping at the right house, the girl rushed down from the car and pressed the bell attached to the fence wall of the house.
Soon, a man who had guessed wrongly was the housekeeper, came out and opened the door.
“Neng find who?”
“I Alika. Is this really Ratna's mother's house?”
“Iya right. What is it gonna take?”
“I'm here to pick up my mom. Her name is Ms. Lula.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Alika nodded while extending a smile.
Alika walked after the man into the house. Once inside, the house was bigger than it seemed. The living room alone was twice the living room of Alika's house. All the medicines inside are arranged in such a way that the layout of the room looks luxurious and elegant.
In the corner of the room, stands an old clock with ancient roman accents that look very harmonious with the color of the wallpaper and mamer floor. The ceiling of the room is decorated with a variety of small crystal lights lined up neatly so that it looks like a strand of flowers that form a canopy. None of the items deviated from the interior path. Everything looks classy but looks natural.
Anyone who is in the room will definitely feel very comfortable and reluctant to lift his legs to step. But of the many objects in the luxurious living room, there is a family picture frame that escaped Alika's view. He was unaware of the existence of the photo attached just above a teak closet containing a collection of beautiful crystal glasses.
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