THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE

XXVIII parts

Ms. Aisyah who had just entered the house from the side door was shocked by Via's attitude. However, not yet had time to ask, Via had already walked quickly towards his room.

Ms. Aisyah chose to go to the living room because she knew her father-in-law was coming.

"Assalamualaikum, Eyang. Been long?" greet Ms. Aisyah while kissing her father-in-law's hand.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Haven't. Sit down, I'll talk to you about something."

Ms. Aisyah according. She sat next to her husband.

"This is your foster child's problem. I hope to release the boy. He could be trouble later."

"Why? She's a good girl. After all, he's an orphan. He has no kinsmen, Eyang."

"Aisha, listen carefully. He's Wirawan's son. The boy's father is the enemy of the father. Wirawan almost bankrupted Kencana Group."

"I mean Eyang?" Ms. Aisyah was confused.

"Obviously Wirawan is a crafty. Luckily I was able to finish him."

Ms. Aisyah was wide-eyed. His heart is beating fast.

"I was with Danu and Kuncoro to work together to conquer Wirawan. His wife's death made it easier for us because Wirawan lost his vigilance after his wife died." Eyang Probo continued.

"Andu? You mean Eyang Danu Santoso, owner of Santoso Jaya Group?"

"Yes. You knew?"

"He was the father of my former student. He's Azka's friend's father too."

"It's good that you're familiar.'

"It's not. Aisha only knew that person, not knowing well."

"What is clear thanks to the idea of Danu, Wirawan company is in disarray. But I don't think his fate is tragic. He eventually died in an accident. Actually, my goal was to just limit Wirawan's movements so as not to bother me."

"Dad, I owe it to Mr. Wirawan" said Mr. Haris interjected.

"Whatchu mean? What debts?"

"This concerns Farhan's life" replied Mr. Haris lirih.

"Farhan's? What's Farhan's relationship with Wirawan?"

"This happened when Farhan was a toddler. At that time, Haris was in Jakarta taking specialists in. Farhan was only with Aisyah. On Sunday morning they went for a walk. His name is a small child, Farhan often runs. Aisyah was overwhelmed following him. And. there was an accident. Farhan was hit by a motorbike until it bounced. It just so happened that Mr. Wirawan went that way. Without being asked for help, the deceased took Farhan to the hospital with Aisyah. Farhan lost a lot of blood. While the blood supply of B in PMI is empty. Aisha could not donate her blood because she was pregnant with Azka. Mr. Wirawan donated his blood. Otherwise, I don't know what it's gonna be."

"Wait..wait! Why don't I know about that?"

"At that time he was going to Singapore. Long enough to be there. When Eyang came home, Farhan was healed" Ms. Aisyah explained.

"What did you say that Farhan ran out of business when I visited you after coming home from Singapore?"

"Rubber, Dad," replied Mr. Haris.

Eyang Probo gawking. While Bu Aisyah lowered her head while rubbing her eyes that began to get wet. The shadow of the events of twenty years ago is vividly reflected in his memory.

"Whatever happened first, I don't like the kid being here anyway. The boy's whereabouts could be a threat later in life. Dad's home. Assalamualaikum," said Eyang Probo ketus. He got up from his seat and stepped out.

***

Meanwhile, Via locked the door of his room and slammed his body into the bed. His face was slammed into the pillow. He soon sounded the joke.

"Pa, Ma, why did Via have to go through all this? Why was Via left alone? What's the via?" mooed Via on his side.

I don't know how long he's been drowning in grief. He did not hear the knock on the door of his room nor did the voice of the person who called him. Finally, Via fell asleep with a pillow wet with tears.

Via awakens when adzan ashar reverberates. He rubbed his face. In order not to be caught, he took a long shower under the shower. Half an hour later, he went to mushola. It seems that Bu Aisyah has finished the ashar prayer. The munfarid prayer.

After the prayer, Via rushed back to his room. He took the phone and opened Ratna's contact. He sent a message to his best friend. It just so happens to look like Ratna is online.

Shortly a reply from Ratna came in.

[Already. So rent a boarding room, right?]

Via re-typing the message.

[So dong! Can, right?]

Ratna retaliated.

[Certainly can pay hehehe... Start when?]

For a moment he thought. After that, back he answered Ratna's chatt.

[Tomorrow. Take me to meet the hostess, yeah.]

Finished chatting with Ratna, Via tidied up the clothes in her closet. He only left a few sets.

After dinner together, Via held her mother to stay in the dining room.

"Bun, there's something Via will say. Can I talk here?"

Miss Aisyah nodded. There was an unpleasant feeling in his heart. However, the middle-aged woman tried to calm down.

"Look, Bun. The distance from home to campus is quite far. That's kind of exhausting. Moreover, the last few months Via and Ratna tried small businesses. That's pretty good, Bun. Counting while practicing science. Now, the business of Via is starting to grow. It's quite time-consuming. If Mommy doesn't mind, Via wants to go out with Ratna."

Ms. Aisyah closed her eyes and took a deep breath to manage her emotional turmoil.

"Via, if you're a hostel, would you be better? Not because you feel bad, you're avoiding us."

"No, Bun. Via from yesterday thought about this boarding problem. In fact, Via told Ratna to go see her hostess."

"Think first, yeah. We'll talk again tomorrow."

Ms. Aisyah got up from her seat and went straight to the room. Her chest feels tight.

Just as Ms. Aisyah was sitting on the edge of the bed, her husband caught up. Mr. Haris sat down next to his wife.

"Why? Via problem?" guess Mr. Haris saw his wife upset.

"Yes. I was faced with the fruit. If you allow Via Kost, it means to relinquish responsibility for the child. He still needs a place to lean. How could I take it off? While if I don't allow it, what about Eyang? You don't agree Via's here."

"If according to Mas anyway we allow Via kost. It doesn't mean we're hands off. We're monitoring Via from afar. You asked for Via's account number so you could send money for daily needs."

"Will Via be able to live in a boarding house?"

"It looks like Via an adaptable child. O yes, on holiday, he should come back here."

"Well, if that's the best. We'll talk tomorrow."

"Can we sleep now? Or do you want to play games first?" ask Mr. Haris while twitching flirtatiously.

"Ih, it's old is still flirtatious," muttered Bu Aisyah.

"Eh, I'm not old. The spirit is still 45 lo!"

"Of course, we go to bed early."

Mr. Haris smiled amusedly seeing his wife's face flushed red. It feels like I am still in my twenties.

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