THIS IS MY DESTINY...

92 Osowilangun Surabaya main market

Osowilangun Surabaya mother market

Safia grew anxious, because it was night but Supri did not bring her home. The clock on the truck's dashboard was 10 p.m. Baby Arjuna is very smart. During the trip he never fussed or troubled his mother Safia.

Safia decides to get out of the truck, some people seem to be pacing around her while watching her. Safia is confused where to look for Supri. Two men were unloading a vegetable load of Supri trucks.

" Don't i bojone ta?," (looking for her husband huh?) greet a man behind Safia.

Safia is confused as to what to answer, as Supri is not her husband. " Oh, anu...!"

" Sampeyan bojone for Supri....?" (you're Supri's wife or..?) the man seemed to be flirting with Safia.

" Hahaha.santai wae lah mbak...! don't be tense...!" seductive one more.

" Pinter and Supri golek chick...! ayu tenan's...."

One of the three men approached Safia and tried to touch Safia's hand. But Safia kept retreating so as not to be touched.

" Don't have to be...!" the man continued to approach Safia.

" Young....!" Shouted Supri from behind.

"Weeehhhh... gendakane teapot!" (weeehh... Her lover is coming!)

Supri approached Safia and told Safia to go back to the driver's side bench.

" Jok macem-macem kono mbak ku yo!" (don't mess with my sister!)

" Mom opo mbak...? Suuuiittt"

Regardless of them, Supri went straight into his truck.

" Sir, sorry Supri....! "

" Pri...? are we here long? i'm scared...!" Safia looks frightened while hugging baby Arjuna.

" In a moment, mbak, less than a little unloading his vegetables...!" Supri handed Safia the packaged rice and bottled drinks. " The grave first, since noon you don't want to eat!"

" I'm not hungry...!"

" Sir, I promise...! after I eat, I'll take you home..."

Finally, Safia wants to eat. Supri kept an eye on the people who were unloading the vegetables. When Safia turns her back to the window of the truck, Hermawan crosses the Supri truck. Not long after the bottle drink given by Supri accidentally fell. And Safia looked down to take it.

At that moment Hermawan noticed the Supri truck. Not long ago noticed the Supri truck, Antony came and took Hermawan down the market aisle on the other side. Safia continued eating.

Ten minutes later Supri got into his truck and drove his truck out of the market.

" Mom, where is my home?"

" Citraland housing block D"

Supri was surprised to hear Safia's words.

" is that elite housing?"

Safia smiled faintly. " The man who kidnapped me is richer than my husband...!"

" Why would you prefer to go back with your husband?"

" Because I love her, for me.treasure is no guarantee of happiness"

" But for someone like me, treasure is everything"

Safia looked at Supri inside. " You mean?"

" I want to take my mom to mbak"

" what's your mother sick?"

" My mom's been having a mental breakdown since I was pregnant"

" Lho? your father?"

" Ibuk used to be in touch with my father, I don't understand if I already have a wife. I don't want to be responsible for my pregnancy"

" Then you?"

" Bu Lastri helped my mother give birth to me, since childhood I was cared for by Miss Lastri and Mr. Hasan"

" Did Hasan have no children?"

" Have, his name is Arjuno mas"

" Where did Arjuno go?"

" Mas Arjuno migrated to Jakarta, it has been 5 years mas juno no news"

Safia realized why Mr. Hasan wanted his son to be named Arjuna. Because Mr. Hasan remembered his only son who had long no news.

Without feeling the Supri truck has arrived in front of the Citraland residential gate.

" Mom, sorry...! I can only take you here only"

" Thank you Supri, say hello to your father and mother".

" well mbak...!"

Safia opened the truck door.

" Thank you again...!"

" Together...!"

Safia waved her hand. Supri drives her car away from Safia. Safia approached the security guard at her residential gate.

" Excuse me sir...!"

" Yes, who are you looking for?"

" Can I ask for help?"

" What would you do, please?"

" Can you take me to block D no 21a?"

" But I'm on guard...!"

There was a motor behind Safia.

" Mom fia....!" a woman shouted behind Safia. Safia turned to the source of the voice.

" It's mbak fia, right? Safia's sister, master Hermawan's wife?" the woman approached safia and turned off her bike.

Safia looked at the woman. Safia recalls that the woman was her husband's new housekeeper Hermawan.

" Yes...! can you take me home?"

" Of course...!" The woman saw the baby Safia was carrying. Then he took off the hoodie jacket he was wearing. The air brother is cold, wear this for the little boss' blanket" the woman wrapped her jacket around the body of baby Arjuna.

" Let's go up....!" The woman was ready on her bike.

Safia climbed behind the woman. The woman drove her motorcycle at moderate speed.

" Where are you from?"

" Hehehe..anu, meet the same do'i" the woman seemed to smile shyly.

" Don't go out too late, it's not good for you...!"

" Yes mbak...! um......mbak...!"

" yes..."

" mistress is sick, if madam tau mbak come home.definitely madam seneng really!"

" Mama's sick? what's your sick mama?" Safia seemed worried to hear the news of her mother-in-law.

" I don't know, the lady doesn't want to eat. Since non Fanesa was taken away Mr. Antony, the mistress has only confined herself to the room"

Surely the truth about Fanesa's parents has been revealed. Must be Hermawan is very hurt....

" What about Hermawan?"

" If the Hermawan lord is silent"

Without feeling the motor is already in front of the gate of the Hermawan house. The woman honked her motor horn.

Tin.tin...

Not long after that the gate was opened. The housekeeper Hermawan was surprised to see Safia who was holding a baby.

" Mrs....!"

Safia smiled as she nodded her head.

" Please come in madam...!"

Hermawan's home page is very spacious, so Safia chose to be piggybacked on a motorbike by her domestic assistant. After reaching the front of the house, Safia stopped for a moment to look around the house. Without feeling her tears.

Thank God you can come back to this house again...!

Safia rang the doorbell of the house. The woman who was with Safia on the motorcycle had brought her motorcycle to the back of the house. Hermawan household assistant deliberately placed in the back of the house.

Chequek...

" Mrs fia...!" a middle-aged mother opened the door.

Safia smiled.

" Sir....! madame Fia come home madam....!" shouted the mother while holding Safia into the house. " Dad...wake up nyah...!" she screamed again with happiness.

The whole house went out to see who was coming. While hobbling madam Sanjaya approached her daughter-in-law.

" Oh....!" Mrs Sanjaya was happy and moved to see Safia come home safely. " Is this your mother's granddaughter?" mrs Sanjaya noticed the baby Safia was carrying.

" yes, ma..." Safia was sad to see Sanjaya's mistress crying.

" My grandson...! you really are my grandson...!" madam Sanjaya cried while hugging and kissing her granddaughter.

Madame Veronika hugged Safia. " Aunty kangen you fia...!"

" Fia is also Aunt...!"

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