
A week passed after her impromptu wedding. Arga faithfully accompanied her father-in-law who was admitted for 3 days in the Hospital. After that he was so preoccupied by his father-in-law that in the near future this will hand over the leadership of his company to Arga. Arga refused, but his father-in-law insisted.
Several official trips out of town they did together. Her father-in-law took her to the branches of his business spread across several islands in Indonesia. He wanted to introduce his son-in-law to all the branch heads to make his son-in-law understand the intricacies of his efforts without being left behind in the slightest.
Bintang Bahari built his company together with his wife. Their ups and downs feel together and can eventually grow rapidly to date and have thousands of employees. He did not want his company to fall into the hands of the wrong person when he died later. Supposedly, it was her daughter who held the reins of that leadership, but it felt impossible.
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At the moment Aya is relaxing in her apartment. He took his leave for 2 days. It was nothing, he just wanted to give his body the right to rest. For a moment spent reading his favorite novels or watching his favorite Korean drama, sometimes also watching TV for some channels that he considered to have an interesting program.
His phone distracts him from the television. Alya's name was there.
"Hallo. assalamu'alaikum"
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"Again on Mars"
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"Duh, I'm really lazy, Al. It's pewe again in front of the TV too"
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"Ok, okay. But can't you wait about 1 hour? You see I want to get ready first, not to mention the trip there takes a few tens of minutes".
Aya rushed to her room, she was grooming. For him dressing up is not important, and and for whom? To please the eyes of men out there? No! That's not aya. Simply being clean and feeling comfortable with yourself is enough.
He grabbed his car keys and rushed away. Alya asks her to pick up Andini's aunt at the salon. He said Alya had promised to accompany her shopping mall after running out of the salon but suddenly there are Alya patients who must be operated on right now. That's why he asked Aya who accompanied his aunt.
They sat facing each other, Aunt Andini kept staring fixedly at Aya. Feeling uncomfortable with the view of the middle-aged woman before him, Aya tried to occupy herself by reading the food menu at the table.
"What do you want to order?" ask Aya.
"Food and drink are equal, son." replied Aunt Andini.
Aya then ordered their food and sat back at her desk. Aya who felt continued to get the gaze of Aunt Andini ventured to ask her.
"Sorry aunt, how can I see Aya? Is there something strange on Aya's face?"
Aunt Andini realized, "oh.that's sorry. Auntie just feels like you look like someone. Aunty used to have a friend named Farah, she looks a lot like you." replied Aunt Andini.
Aya's eyes were rounded, "what does aunt Farah Fahirah mean?" Tanya Aya was enthusiastic. Just this time he met a person who knows his mother closely if it is true that Farah referred by Aunt Andini is his mother..
Aunt Andini could not hold herself back and hugged Aya. It was like finding Farah in Aya, her best friend who she longed for.
"Dear, aunt is your mother's best friend." Aunt Andini let go of her embrace but her tears were still rushing down her cheeks.
There are many stories flowing between them. There was no awkward feeling from Aya. He felt regained the warmth of a mother's affection from his mother's best friend.
Aunt Andini who originally planned to shop instead spent hours telling stories with Aya. Feeling unsatisfied, Aunt Andini took Aya to her home.
Actually, Aya was sad, but anyway she also felt curious and still comfortable sharing stories with aunt Andini. Finally, he decided to go to Aunt Andini's house.
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Arga's home isn't he???