The Tikung Sahabat Herself
[67] Answers
Malika was in the boutique too long. For this he decided to go home. Even Aditya had come to pick her up.
They walked towards Aisha who was sifting through the goods she was selling.
"Sorry Auntie disturbed you, even though you were busy working. Then we say yes Aisyah! because Aditya has picked up Auntie!." said Malika when they were near where Aisyah was.
"It's okay Auntie, I'm very happy Auntie can come to visit Aisyah's boutique. Thank you very much!." said Aisyah while smiling sweetly, it did not escape the observation of Aditya who also smiled.
"Then this is just a gift from us." he continued while handing over the paperbag that has been prepared by Assistant Aisyah to be given to Malika.
"No need Aisyah, no need like this" said Malika was not tasty because Aisyah gave a bag that was so luxurious for her.
"It's okay my aunt this is just a little for Auntie. Hope Auntie likes yah."
"Then this." said Malika handed over several pieces of money hundreds of thousands but was prevented by Aisyah.
"Don't Auntie, it's a gift for my Aunt!." Aisyah refused to give money from Malika.
"Alright thank you Aisyah" said Malika resignedly to receive a gift of giving a bag from Aisyah.
"Tante came home Ayesha!." continued Malika to Ayesha.
"Sir Adit was also saying good to Aisyah!." said Aditya when shaking hands with Aisyah made Aisyah glare her eyes about to pounce on the man. How ashamed she was, Aditya uttered that in front of Malika who was smiling bitterly because of her son's behavior.
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The car drove slowly, it was actually heavy for Aditya to leave the Aisyah Boutique, he wanted to continue to be near the woman. But what is true, his love alone does not know received or vice versa.
"You look so happy, Dit?" said Malika looking at her son who was driving with a clean face.
"Of course, Mah. Mom helped me who was in love. Mama knows what Aisha is like."
"Yah Mamah did know Aisyah long ago as a polite and kind girl and her nature was still the same until now. I hope Aisyah can open her heart to you soon. Mom wants to hold a grandchild!."
"My love has not been accepted yet, Mah!. How to make a grandson. Ahhaha!." Aditya laughed loudly until he was patted on his shoulder by Malika. He was also happy to see Aditya able to laugh afterwards.
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"Aisha how have you accepted Aditya?" asked Sonya, who looked at the child.
When Aditya and Malika came home, Aisyah's work was done and Aisyah decided to go home as well.
And now that she had just returned home, Sonya had already asked that question. Though Aisha herself is still in lema, whether to accept her love Aditya or not.
"Come, Bun. I haven't thought about it. Let's see it later!." Sahut Aisyah with a long breath, as if having a heavy burden.
Aisyah was inexhaustible, why fate seemed to rush to bring a soul mate for her. He still feels more comfortable with the situation he is in now. Without the burden and responsibility as a wife, it feels like to enjoy her solitude first.
"Mother follow what you say. Give them answers so they don't expect much if they don't want to be in a relationship anymore. Because mai somehow her mother also came here and hoped we would accept her son." Sonya said without looking at her son.
"Dad Bun. Brother Adit is also waiting for an answer for now, his mother is too. It's just that Aunt Malika did have a word so I was sure that Adit's sister would never hurt me. But that's not the case, I just want to enjoy my solitude first." said Aisyah revealed her heart that was still hesitant to accept Aditya's proposal.
Because the man obviously wanted to have a serious relationship.
"Dad, you really have to be more mature to make decisions. Mother as a parent can only support you. What do you think is good. Then do it!." said Sonya again.
Now that his gaze was so sad on the first child, he remembered how cruel the ex-husband and Aisyah's in-laws who could lock his daughter in the room. Somehow if he was a little late to come to Aisyah's house and he was also grateful because at that time Adel and Aditya also came to save Aisyah.
"Don't forget to pray for guidance with Allah swt. If Aditya is your soul mate then in any way you refuse it will not be able to fight against destiny. Our effort is to ask only the best for the owner of life." added Sonya again, as a mother she knew how troubled Aisyah heart.
Which woman rejects the handsome charm of a Ceo in a well-known company. Sonya was sure, the big small feeling Aisyah must be there for Aditya. Judging from the gestures and language used when interacting with Aditya makes Sonya sure that Aisyah is desperately installing a high wall to keep her feelings.
"Dad Bun later Aisyah thought." said Aisyah then saying goodbye and passed to her mother to enter the room first.
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At the prison, Dimas has now done farewell with some of his cellmates. Today he was released and released from prison.
"Goodbye Dimas, I hope you can live a better life. And will never set foot here again" said a friend who had been well in the holding cell.
"Dad, Sir. Hopefully Mr. Sanjaya can also be released from here soon!" said Dimas.
During the lecture, the two told each other about their lives. They encouraged each other to survive in the holding cell.
"I want to see Maira I miss her so much. Is he still living in the same apartment well?" said Dimas then stepped out of the prison area.
Dimas's freedom was a part of Maira's. It turns out that Maira wasn't lying that she would release Dimas soon.
He walked through the streets while imagining the beautiful face of Maira now.
Dimas's steps stopped now in the middle of the road. He then flicked an angkot and asked to take it to a place.
"It's over, Mas!" said the angkot driver.
"Thank you, sir." Dimas said as he scratched his non-itchy head.
"Where's the money, Mas?" asked the driver, raising his hand.
"I'm sorry sir I don't have any money." Dimas answered by hiding his shame.
"Don't have any money?." The driver was surprised.
"I just got home from prison, sir. I haven't held onto the money" Dimas said honestly.
"What?."
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