THIS IS MY DESTINY...

38 I'll follow your game

Hermawan was so anxious waiting for Safia's consciousness. Unknowingly fell asleep beside Safia until dawn. Hermawan was flinched because he heard the sound of dawn. His eyes ran to and fro looking for the whereabouts of Safia who was no longer beside him.

But when his eyes saw the wife was already firmly wrapped with her heart slightly relieved. Hermawan approached his wife and hugged her.

" Yes, release....! I'm having a hard time breathing...!" Safia thrashed to take off Hermawan's embrace.

" I'm sorry, baby, I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm sorry I said something rude to you" Hermawan landed a kiss on Safia's cheek many times.

" Stop the mas, your mouth stinks...! Hueekk...hueek" somehow Safia felt nauseous when she smelled Hermawan's mouth.

" Okay, okay.I brush my teeth and pray first. After that we take a morning walk around the complex here yes..." Hermawan rubbed Safia's head. Safia simply replied with a smile.

Hermawan was a little relieved his wife did not experience the bad thing that he thought. He hopes that Safia will soon recover from the trauma she experienced. So that you can quickly do a pregnancy program again.

" Dear...." Hermawan hugged Safia from behind. Safia herself was daydreaming on the balcony of her room. " What are you thinking?" Hermawan kissed Safia's neck.

Safia just shook her head weakly.

" Are you not feeling well?" Hermawan began to worry about Safia.

" No papa mas,ayo.he said I want to take a walk around the complex?" Safia turned around. Now Safia faced Hermawan's body.

Hermawan kisses Safia's forehead gently. He held safia's hand. " Let's go, baby..." Hermawan took Safia out of his room when he went down the stairs Hermawan saw Fanesa sitting at the table eating while playing his cell phone. " Morning princess papa.." said Hermawan.

" morning pa.." replied Fanesa without taking her eyes off her smart phone.

" How come papa's son is more cool with hape anyway?" syndical Hermawan.

" Males aja pah, no activities. the school has not been allowed to enter because of Corona" Fanesa put his hape on the dining table. His eyes focused on a box in front of him. "no Darmi, who's this?"

" it's non, Safia's mother's mother.it may be a shipment from her friend" replied Darmi's housekeeper Hermawan.

For a moment Safia and Hermawan looked at each other. Safia approached Fanesa, followed by Hermawan.

Fanesa opened the box, apparently the contents are various types of cakes from a famous cake shop in Surabaya. "waauuu, the cake must be delicious. I ate ma...."

" Yes, baby..." Safia saw a card on the cake.

***for....

my friend Safia

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Mr. A**_

Hermawan also read the greeting cards attached to the box. His hands clenched hard.

Brengs*k you Antony, why do you always interrupt my life! All right, I'll follow your game....! inner Hermawan annoyed.

" Who is mas...? should I just call. Maybe he's an old friend of mine..." Safia took a hape from her pants pocket.

" Don't baby, I'm sure it's just a prankster. Or misdeliver, it could be because maybe in this complex there is a named Safia. You just moved. There is no way your friend knows our address this fast" Hermawan held Safia's arm so as not to contact the number.

" But the cake has already been eaten by Fanesa mas, how dong....?" Safia feels guilty.

Fanesa stopped chewing the cake. " Well, where's dong...? I already ate"

" Don't papa dear continue, later if there are people who ask for compensation will papa replace" Hermawan tried to speak as neutrally as possible so that Fanesa and Safia did not suspect that he was harboring such great anger.

" Yeah, we went for a walk..." Safia holding Hermawan's arm.

" Go ahead, baby, I want a little room..."

Hermawan back to the kitchen. "buk Darmi, if there is another shipment like that. please give it to me first" said Hermawan firmly.

" noah mas Hermawan." replied Ms. Darmi while nodding.

Hermawan ruffled Fanesa's hair with anxiety. " Dear.papa around the complex first yes..."

Fanesa simply nodded as he continued his activities of chewing the cake.

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At Antony's...

" How's Lex? Have you sent the cake?"

" It's the boss...! I checked with Karin"

" Hmmm, um,....Karin?" Antony smiled cynically. " What's your relationship with Karin?" Antony was suspicious.

" No boss, no..." Alex tries to lie so Antony doesn't go berserk.

" Remember Lex, Yesterday's a cheap woman....! He slept with a lot of men. You deserve a better woman than him." said Antony, enjoying his breakfast.

" Yes my boss knows." said Alex limp. Alex felt his boss's words were like lightning striking him in the morning. His boss' words were a little shaky for Karin.

" Hurry up and do your job if you really want to resign. And don't forget to find me your replacement as soon as possible"

" Good boss"

" later afternoon.deliver Hermawan's wife an expensive bag. Don't forget the greeting card was written like that. So he'll be curious and call me right away"

" Good boss..."

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Safia was happy to be invited to walk around the Hermawan housing complex. A complex containing rows of high-fenced mansions. Safia was amazed every time she passed house by house. Even he could not imagine how much rupiah was spent to build the houses in front of him.

" Dear..are you happy?" the word Hermawan began to break up the Safia seagrass.

" Eh, yes, I can walk this way. I miss biking mas.it must be good to bike this morning.."

" I'll buy you a bike later." said Hermawan eagerly.

" Don't buy the mas,..." Safia said carefully "Mas can get my bike first?" safia said expectantly.

" Why take your butut bike first, baby? Even I was able to buy you new...! why that bike?" Hermawan was a little surprised by his wife's behavior.

" Don't buy mas, tubazir...! I don't want to buy anything less important"

" Is my wife less important? Are all her needs not important to me? Important darling... You're everything to me" Hermawan hugged Safia anxiously.

" It's not so mas, the bike in my opinion is less important because it is rarely made. I am sorry I have to buy new"

" No problem baby, don't be such a hard guy. From now on get used to living luxury like Fanesa and karin. You are now the mistress of Hermawan...!"

Safia paused for a moment, she looked at Hermawan's eyes so deeply. " I am indeed the mistress of Hermawan mas, but I do not like it if I have to live like mbak Karin. I want to appreciate my husband's efforts. The treasure was deposited...! We should use that treasure to help others. Shopping is as necessary"

" Well my dear wife, I didn't choose you wrong" Hermawan scooped Safia's face and gave her a long kiss.

" Mum, stop...! it's a mas road, how about someone passing by? i'm shy..!" Safia let go of Hermawan's hand and pursed her lips in annoyance. He walked ahead of Hermawan's steps. Hermawan followed his wife half-run. Hermawan is happy to have a wife like Safia. In fact, he realized that in a life, wealth is not everything. But everything needs treasure. Let us not live enslaved to treasure.

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