Three Years Different

Section 15

As per his promise to Regita, that he will try the chicken milk and yellow rice menu for lunch. Starting to eat as usual, he, Regita and Kak Devina one table. I don't know why his heart was so calm and happy after being kind to Kak Devina.

One year is enough time to paint new memories with the people in this flower shop. Mardiyah promised never to forget Miss Harsa, Kak Devina and Regita.

"Eat! Frowning, eh!" said Brother Devina.

Mardiyah smiled faintly. "It's eating, Brother."

Mid-bribery. Sawai Mardiyah who was on the table shook, lock-sreen showed a notification from Umma Sarah.

Umma Sarah

How, Son?

What time will I be home?

^^^ As usual, Umma^^^

^^^Harsa asked for a year,^^

^^^to find a replacement

Umma Sarah

Yes already

Umma is not worried

Later if you come back to the office Umma, huh?

^^^Yes, Umma^^^

Mardiyah put the device back on the table. His right hand began to feed on his mouth until it ran out. Today's dishwashing session is Devina's sister, assisted by Regita who plays water together.

"Mar, Mar!"

"Yes, Brother Dev?"

Devina glanced at Regita for a moment. "He's again deket. The same ... secretary Pak Gumira. The story is later he wants to-"

"Sir Dev ..." Regita whines by hanging on to Devina's left arm. "Don't make a loud noise, brother. I told you, the secret of three Dev sisters."

Brother Devina nodded with a mischievous smile. After putting the dishes and glasses clean, he approached Mardiyah by sitting three more at the table.

"I whisper, Mar." Devina's sister pulled him closer. "So, Regita's going on a date. But to the salon first, he said he wanted to look beautiful. You know, he rarely comes out like Regan."

"Success later, Git! If it is suitable to get married, just get married" said Mardiyah, staring at Regita.

Regita flushed. "Do'ain anyway. Keep you ... same Brother Devina cepet-cepet nyulai."

Kawai Kak Devina suddenly rang, saying goodbye to receive a call. While from the direction of the doorway sounded a bell sign that there were customers entering.

"I'm looking for Mardiyah."

The voice sounded slow due to the distance of the table not far from the cashier. Regita looked frowned, while Mardiyah knew whose voice it was.

"The main staff is resting, sir."

It sounded like the man was back to say, "Please tell me that Aryandra Adyuta is waiting. I have an appointment with Mardiyah."

Regita looked at Mardiyah. "You ... Any promises, Mar?"

Mardiyah. "Nothing is."

"Aryandra came here i. .. it."

Mardiyah got up, and headed towards the front, in a place waiting to ask, what business did the descendants of Adyuta come here? With a flat gaze, he greeted Aryandra.

"Is there any business with me?"

Aryandra looked up, with a knotty smile she welcomed Mardiyah. "Yes. Can I talk to you for a second?"

"Aren't you talking to me now?"

Aryandra nodded. "alright. If you don't mind please sit down Mardiyah. I don't like to talk in a standing position."

Mardiyah was sitting around waiting for this man beside her to speak.

"The orphanage you live in is a foundation with pesantren too, right?" ask Aryandra.

"Yes." Yeah."

Aryandra knocks the table slowly. "My mother used to visit there. My family is also a regular contributor to that orphanage."

"Then what do you mean?"

Aryandra nodded slowly. "I don't mean anything. I only want to see you at the orphanage if I visit at any time. And I hear, too, that once a month there's a big event there, huh?"

"Not too big" answered Mardiyah briefly.

Mardiyah looked, her net was right in line with Aryandra. "If you want to visit, please, Aryandra. Didn't you speak to yourself that your family is a regular contributor to the orphanage I live in?"

"So there is no right for me to refuse your presence there. After all, each contributor will be given a special invitation on that day. To come or not, it is up to the donor," continued Mardiyah.

Aryandra nodded slowly. "alright. Thank you, Mardiyah. I'll be visiting soon, to get to know you as close as I can."

Mardiyah.

"Don't refuse, before I try Mardiyah. At least respect someone who wants to approach you" continued Aryandra.

Mardiyah remained silent. But his hands like holding something by squeezing the robe he used.

"I'm going to go. But before that, can you please give me a bouquet of medium size white roses?" Aryandra.

Mardiyah.

"Please wait a minute."

...🌺...

The school announced that the graduation would be held one week from now. If Lutfan thought again, maybe Ummanya will not be able to attend, because Umma is obviously busy taking care of the orphanage. Again the guess, surely Aunt Sulis will replace.

Its alright. Lutfan did not complain, only, he did not want to meet with Salwa-sisters naughty.

"Assalamualaikum, Lutfan!"

It's coming fast.

"Waalaikumussalam, Aunty."

"What's up, Le? How's Aunt's phone? Rarely do you call, you know" said Bibi Sulis with a light laugh.

"Eghmm a-anu, Bi. Lutfan wants to ask for help."

"Seek what, Le?"

"One Week Lutfan wants to graduate, Bi. But definitely Umma hassles, so can ... Lutfan ... departure with Auntie?"

There was a noise on the other side of Salwa must be noisily. "Whoa Allah! Sure, Le. Anyway, later departing with Aunt, your clothes also tell you what color we wear. But ... Auntie ngajak Salwa ndak pa-pa ta?"

Lutfan has guessed. "No pa-pa. Rarely did Lutfan meet Salwa."

"Judek. I'll tell Auntie again, Le."

"Excite, Bi. Thanks though. Lutfan will be back."

A second of the call was interrupted, there was a sound of knocking on the door that was quite loud accompanied by a faint sound from outside.

"Assynolajet. Aladdin, Lutfan. Assalamualaikum."

Lutfan got up from the bed, opened the boarding door and saw a man like Aldo standing straight in front of him.

"Vaalaikumussalam. Why are you here?"

Aldo shoved Lutfan's chest. "Not polite! Ask the guest, without being asked to enter again!"

"There's a disrespectful Elo, Do! It could go straight in without me letting it go," said Lutfan by closing the door again, then following Aldo sitting in bed.

"Lut, stress me!"

Lutfan's forehead shriveled in wonder. "You should go to RS, Do. I can't deal with mental problems if I've jutted into depression."

"Astaghfirullah, Lutfan! I'm still sane. I'm just .. kind of stressed. Do you understand me?"

Lutfan. "No. That's why I went to the hospital, Do. You think I'm kidding, huh?"

"It looks like that."

Lutfan asked, "Lo why else?"

"I've been stuck in that house for a long time, Lut. What if I work with you, huh? Stay the same you too. How's it?"

Lutfan's hand is raised by fanning to the right and left. "Nonsense. I don't want to try to be with your family, Do! I don't want Umma to be with my Grandpa, Do. Please dong Do if you want to find a solution do not bring the same name to my address."

"Anjir, lo! My family is not going to say crazy! At least you are only in interrogation, asked the same questions I think so," said Aldo.

"Lo ... really?"

"Yes, Lut! Bokap I was really struggling. I feel tired, so I don't care, want a car and everything is taken! I can work!" Aldo looked up with his voice restored. "Come on, for example?"

Lutfan laughed lightly. "okay-okay. This is just me! From today I'll take it as ... What? Bentar .. I mi--"

"Secretary?"

Lutfan. "Goddess. Lo help me anyway. Later pay problems, I calculate according to your performance. If it's good and sales are increasing there's usually a bonus."

"Ready, Boss! I want to."