Twins A And Miss Cheriwis

Chapters. 25 - PuttingBelite

"Where are you going?" sifa asked when she saw Abash was neat with her full suit.

"Work,"

"Can I take it, sir?" great-granddaughter Sifa.

"Nepig?"

"Humpang means, the Father's Office will pass through my house, so it can all be so, ntat I go down on the road alone," said Sifa.

Abash took a slow breath. "Here only first, rest, if it's good to just go home. Your house is still a mess."

"I'm going home, sir."

"Why is it here? You're not comfortable? Why do you sleep on the sofa? Didn't I tell you to sleep in the guest room?" Abash.

"I'm not good, sir. After all, I'm used to sleeping on the sofa" said Sifa slowly.

"You have not heeded my words." Abash put his foot back.

"Where are you going? Can I not?" ask Sifa which made Abash stop his steps again.

"Have a rest, you're still sick."

"I'm not sick, it's light. I took the medicine."

Hearing the word medicine, Abash cleared his throat slowly. His memory of giving medicine to Sifa was immediately reflected.

It still feels warm in Abash's memory, how his lips thicken when attached to his lips.

"Sir?" call Sifa to wake Abash from his daydream.

"Yes?"

"I'm coming with the bell, huh? Can you?" ask Sifa again.

"Yes, it's up to you."

Sifa cheered softly and immediately grabbed her doll that was on the sofa.

"Slow down," Abash said as Sifa choked her down with quick steps while using a cane.

Sifa scowled and slowed her pace.

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"Oh yeah, Dad since when was it in the apartment?" ask Sifa

Abash glanced then chose focus in driving. If discussing the matter, Abash so remember when the incident where he was giving drugs to Sifa.

"Sir?" call Sifa.

"Body," Abash replied at last.

"Ooh, that means it's just a dream" said Sifa who was faintly heard by Abash.

"What did you say?" ask Abash.

"Huh? No papa."

Because of the drizzle, the road looks deserted from two-wheeled vehicles, however, the road is filled with four-wheeled vehicles.

There was no conversation between Abash and Sifa. They are busy with their own focus. Sifa was enjoying the view outside the window, while Abash was focusing on driving. Until they arrived in front of the alley of Sifa's house.

"Well, why did you come down?" sifa asked when she saw that Abash wanted to open the door.

Abash just turned his head for a while, then he stayed down with the umbrella in his hand. The weather is still drizzling, so Abash intends to enter Sifa into his house. After all, the road to Sifa's house was muddy and slippery, Abash just didn't want her employees to fall back and get hurt again.

"Come," Abash said as she hung over Sifa.

"Duh, sir, I'm so confident that gini. But really, sir. I can do it myself,"

"I just don't want you to fall down and get hurt again, the longer you stay in his office."

"Yes, sir."

Sifa preferred to be quiet, in a sense, Sifa did not want to baper with the attention Abash gave her. The girl had already instilled in her, if she was not a woman worthy of Abash. Sifa is self-conscious about it. After all, Sifa lives in the real world, not fairy tales or other romantic novel stories.

"Be careful" Abash said, holding Sifa's arm.

Sifa also walked slowly so as not to slip on the wet and slippery ground.

The blue tarps covering the roof of his house have been released and made the roofs of his house look hollow.

"Astaghfirullah, sir. Why is my house like this?" lirih Sifa who had held back her cries.

"You calm down first, we'd better see if there's anything you can save."

Abash invites Sifa to go into his messy house. It seemed, the nipple awun flashed into Sifa's house.

"What's your plan now?" abash asked after seeing the mess inside Sifa's house.

Sifa could not say anything more, her tears continued to flow brazenly.

"Sifa," call Abash.

"Hiks .. I don't know, Mr. hiks .. This house is full of memories for me, I don't know what to do now," Sifa said with a hug.

Abash reached out his hand and rubbed Sifa's back to calm the poor girl down.

"You have another place to live?" ask Abash.

"No, this is the only place I'm sheltering,"

"Friends you can call?" ask Abash.

Sifa immediately remembered Ampe, the girl grabbed her phone and contacted Amel. However, having waited for a while, Amel did not also pick up a call from Sifa.

"I asked the owner of the house first, if there are still houses that can be rented near here," said Sifa.

Abash just looked at the girl who was talking to the person opposite the call.

"The owner will be here soon, Mr. if you want to go to work, please, you will be late," said Sifa who is not happy with Abash.

"I will accompany you until the owner of this house comes."

There was no conversation between Sifa and Abash. The girl focused on saving her belongings that were still in her closet, such as diplomas and some other photos.

"It's good not to get wet" murmured Sifa.

"Assalamualaikum, son of Sifa," call someone from outside.

Abash and Sifa came out of the room, looking surprised at the owner of the house when he saw a man with Sifa.

"Walaikumsalam, come in, Buk," said Sifa.

"Who is this?" ask the owner of the house.

"Oh, office minister, it just took me from the hospital," said Sifa lying.

Abash understands Sifa's lies. After all, the girl lied for her good name.

"What's your leg?" ask the homeowner who saw Sifa's feet in a cast and used a stick.

"Brains,"

"Oh my goodness, Sifa. You have to be careful."

"Yes, Buk. Oh yes, the problem of this house___" said Sifa while staring around her house.

"That's it, I want to say this to you too. You're old, so all of his possessions will be shared. Including this house. This house wants to be sold, son Sifa want to buy?" haggard the mother.

"I don't have any money, Buk. If I could be a prick?" ask Sifa.

Sifa dared to ask like that because she did not want to lose the old house. There are many memories in it.

"Well, how can you, Sifa boy. If you want, you have to buy cash. It probably cost about 1M."

"One M?" sifa asked in a surprised tone.

"Yes, the land is small, but this location is very strategic. Near campus and office. Want to find dinner-night is also close," said the mother of the owner of the house.

True indeed, the house that Sifa lives in is indeed strategic. Actually, the house has long wanted to be sold, like the houses around it first, which currently has become a storey shophouse.

Given how difficult the life of Sifa and the grandmother, the owner of the house did not have the heart, until finally they let Sifa live there, even though the grandmother was gone.

"Sifa there's no such money, Buk. Buk, don't sell, Sifa please. Sifa promised, Sifa will buy this house, please, do not sell it," asked Sifa to the owner of the house.

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