
Yasmin drove the bike slowly.
He arrived at a cafe where the brand had promised to meet. The atmosphere is still quiet, though,
a man approached her.
"Who are you looking for?"
"Sir Wijaya, we promised to meet here."
"Owh.. Yasmin's sister, right?"
Yasmin nodded in surprise.
Where does that man know his name..
"Sir, we're waiting at table number seven. Please!"
The man walked in front of Yasmin.
Sure enough, a well-looking man was waiting there.
Beyond Yasmin's expectations, the man named Wijaya was still young. Probably only a few years above Yasmin.
"Please sit!"
Speak kindly
Yasmin sat down politely.
Please order a drink first, let's just relax."
"I want some water, sir."
Not long after the water came to their table.
"Hows it? Let's just start our business conversation?"
"That's better, sir!" yasmin replied with her polite attitude.
Yasmin began to put out examples of designs in her possession while explaining in detail.
The man in front of her looked impressed by Yasmin's way of speaking.
"Okey, I've seen and read the details of the products you offer. But it all had to go through our bus approval first. Please understand. And here are the details of the collaboration we offer. So please learn. Two more days we'll meet to discuss it."
They shook hands and parted ways there.
"Hmmm.. ! Relieved, hopefully I can establish cooperation with this company." said Yasmin while slamming her body on the mattress.
"What happened to that company?" Dilla was suddenly nongol at the door.
"What I hear, this company is quite reluctant. Although not a big company but they are quite brave enough to speculate."
Dilla.
"Continue to do with our efforts, what?"
"A lot of it, Dil. You just imagine, if we can establish cooperation with them, automatically our business will also rise in prestige. But..."
Yasmin's words hang.
"But why?"
"I heard, their bus is very rude, cold especially to female employees. I'm so horrified..!" Yasmin shuddered.
"Allaaah ... That happens to their employees. As for you, you're a business associate to them." Dilla's alibi calmed Yasmin's heart down enough.
"Ah, yes Dil, what about Rayyan today?"
Dilla was silent for a moment.
"Rayyan wept because of the seizure of the toy with his friend, but the father of his friend came and broke them. As a result, all the way home he mengambek pingin have papa kayak temennya."
Yasmin drifted back into the past. Mm
"How's Satria doing now? What's he doing right now?"
Suddenly the longing so squeezed his chest. After five years, Yasmin could never forget Satria. Although many men try to get close to him. He has not opened his heart to other men. Deep down, he still wished he could meet Satria.
"Woii... Daydream again." Dilla's voice surprised him.
"I don't daydream Dil, I just..."
"Just dying to Rayyan's dad, that's what you mean?"
Yasmin's face immediately met with red got the temptation from Dilla.
"You could've.." as he blushed.
"Yes, I'm a woman too. I can feel what you feel. Five years is not a short time for a woman and a single parent like you. You are able to survive the men who try to approach you, it's a proof that in your heart there is still Rayyan's father."
Yasmin fell silent, she did not deny it.
"For your son.. Try to find out about Satria!" dilla said slowly.
Although he had never seen Satria, Dilla knew him well enough through the character who was introduced by Yasmin.
Yasmin's eyes looked towards Rayyan's photo which was plastered in large size.
"It's not too late, Yas." said Dilla again.
"Then what if the reality is that she's been living happily with Kirana? I was afraid of experiencing disappointment the second time" he said Doubtfully.
"At least you've been trying, and if that's true, you can determine your next move."
"Think about what I'm saying."
Dilla patted him on the shoulder. Then the girl excuses me for going to her room.
Yasmin opened a small box that had been kept secret.
There he saw a photo of Satria.
He looked at the photo for so long. There was a longing that tore his heart apart.
A glimpse of Kirana's shadow appeared and scattered Satria's face.
"They must have lived happily." he murmured softly.
"But there's no harm in me trying as Dilla said. It's all for Rayyan's future..."
Yasmin rushed to take a shower. After that he sat in front of his laptop.
He began to travel in the Maya world. He was looking for news related to Satria and Kirana.
All this time he refrained from finding out, but this time for Rayyan! as Dilla said.
In this sophisticated era, it is not difficult to trace someone's identity. Especially influential people like Satria.
Yasmin's eyes widened.suddenly her chest rippled strangely when she saw the figure of Satria.
A young businessman who is on the rise.. His name is a lot of conversation among entrepreneurs.
Five years time did not change much from Satria. He still looks handsome and cool. Maybe the difference is now that he looks more mature, like a grown man in general.
Yasmin tries to talk about her personal life.
Not much to match. A Satria rarely exposes his personal affairs. Satria is very closed. It's just that the news is listed, Satria already has a child from his wife named Kirana.
There was a sense of disappointment in Yasmin's heart as she read the news.
"really guessed. I can't be in the middle of them anymore" he said disappointedly.
Yasmin couldn't bear to not find out more about Satria and Kirana.
on the next page he could see how happy Ms. Lydia was holding a boy who was about three to four years old.
Yasmin smiled thoughtfully imagining Rayyan's fate.His son could not feel the affection of a father, let alone the tender caress of a grandmother. I don't feel her tears rolling.
Because we are tired and carried away by feelings. Finally he fell asleep while hugging Rayyan.
The morning ..
"Yes.. Let's get up!"
Dilla banged on her bedroom door.
"God .. Why are you still lazy? See what time it is?"
"Today I'm in a bad mood. Please handle my job first, yeah!" he said with tangled hair.
"You why? it's like you don't have the spirit of life." looked at Dilla.
"It's okay." replied Yasmin evasively.
Dilla's eyes captured the screen of a laptop that was still alive.
"You?" Dilla understood what was happening.
"My guess is right, Dil. they are happy and have a son" Yasmin said, hugging her knee.
Dilla fell silent. He also felt sorry to see the situation of Yasmin.
"Yes, already. You can't be discouraged just because of that problem. Remember there's Rayyan who still needs you. The spirit!" Dilla held up her arm.
Rayyan wriggled awake when she heard the furore of Mama and her tant.
"Damn... Mama's champ is up too.?"
Rayyan pouted.
"Aunty said, if Ray wants to bobok, early in the morning papa Ray will appear. But where?"
Yasmin looked at Dilla.
"Sorry. His abis I was confused when he asked papa, I was forced to answer that."
"Where's papa, Ma?" Rayyan was getting excited.
"Luck.. Rayyan took a bath with Auntie, that's why we're looking for papa." Yasmin had no other way to silence her son. He had to say it like that.
Rayyan cheered happily. She happily followed Dilla to take a bath.
"Dead me! why get caught up in Dilla's game?" he gripped her head.