
Tomorrow comes and today is Sunday.
"What father will Aunt Faira come here?"asked Fara to her father who was typing something on his laptop.
"No boy" replied Reza.
"Why?"ask Fara.
"Because he's a stranger" Reza replied.
"Faira is not a stranger, she's Faina's twin sister" said someone who is none other than Tasya's mistress.
"But he just came into our lives and for Reza he's still a stranger" Reza said without looking at his mother and staying focused on his laptop.
"Then how about today papa accompany Fara playing in the playground" said Fara.
"Yes her little daughter papa, come on" said Reza then turned off her phone and walked out of her house holding Fara's hand after asking permission from her mother and father.
When Reza and Fara arrived at the playground, Fara immediately ran to a swing and sat there.
"Papa let's spit, push the swing dong" said Fara while putting on her puppy eyes face.
"Dear yes" said Reza walking towards Fara, Reza pushed the swing and occasionally they both laughed happily.
In the car Faira.
Reyhan, Faira and Faina choose to go home and follow Kikan's mistress tomorrow again.
"Rey can take me to Reza's house first, I want to see her and Fara" Faina said with a sad look.
"Well miss" Reyhan replied.
While passing through the playground, Faina's eyes accidentally catch a figure she recognizes.
"Reyhan stop!!"faina's yelling made Reyhan immediately step on her brakes.
"Why Reyhan stepped on suddenly like that anyway, my head will become bumpy" said Faira while stroking her sick eel.
"What's Miss Faina?"Reyhan.
"Rey is Fara and Reza right(?)"asked back Faina, Reyhan and Faira turned their eyes towards Faina.
"Yes miss, it's them" Reyhan said softly afraid that his words would offend Faina.
"I'm happy that they're happy for Rey, but if this is over they still want to take me back" Faina said.
"Yes, miss, there is no reason for Mr. Reza to refuse even that miss who Mr. Reza wants, miss is back" Reyhan said.
"I hope your words are true Rey" said Faina, while Faira she just fell silent while looking at the two people who were playing with laughter together.
And elsewhere.
"Which way are you going?"Tanta's the taxi driver.
"Kejalan xxx sir" answered the woman and the taxi also walked to the street address the woman mentioned. As for the woman, she took her phone and called someone.
In teflon.
"I'm coming home ma" said the woman.
"Geez why don't you say baby, let me pick you up at the airport" said someone called by the woman.
"No need to ma, I've gone home to take a taxi, I want to make a surprise for my niece who is passionate" said the woman.
"You are there, be careful on the road. You want mama masakin what?"said the woman's mother.
"Chrispy chrysanthemum" said the woman.
"Alright, mama wait for you" said the woman's mama.
"Siip ma, see you" said the woman and turned off her phone.
The woman put her phone back in her bag. Indonesia has thousands of sad stories in his life, not Indonesia but one of the people who live in the country that makes him hurt.
Her memory goes back to a few years ago when she really felt that love existed.
The flashback
"I love you" said a man, staring at a woman beside him.
"Me too" answered the woman making a happy smile on the man's face.
"Let's go home, it's late in the afternoon" the man said as he pulled the woman's hand.
Why didn't he ask me out or just propose to me, the woman's mind.
Flashback.
"No, I can't remember her anymore" the woman muttered as she wiped away her tears that had been running out since when.
"We have arrived" said the taxi driver.
"Owh yes, thank you sir" answered the woman, giving her a hundred thousand bills.
"The return mba" said the taxi driver because the woman went straight out and immediately walked into the fence of his house with a suitcase that was already the taxi driver took out of his trunk.
"For my father, consider it a bonus from me" said the woman with a friendly smile and continued her way into his house.
"Thank you mba, may you get a good soul mate like mba!!"the taxi driver shouted and entered his car and ran it and left the woman's house.
Amiiin, the inner woman who heard the prayer of the taxi driver who delivered her.