You're Me She

108. Invitation of dinner

Ting!

The son who was pensive on the balcony of the hotel room was also aware of his long daydream about all the mistakes he had made to Alia. Ever since he was in Zurich, he kept remembering everything that had happened and continued to feel regret for what he had done to the woman who had once very sincerely loved him. Until the Son now realized that there would be no more women as sincere and as good as Alia. Want him to look to any part of the world maybe no one will be able to replace Alia. Regret for regret made him continue to pray to the Almighty, so that he found forgiveness from Alia who had been far away he visited from Jakarta to Zurich.

The son grabbed his phone and read the message he had just received.

Hi, you got an invitation to dinner at Alia's residence. Don't be late, five o'clock 5 pm.

The son almost jumped from his seat while reading a message from Greta. Once again he read the message, so that he felt the message was true. And it turned out that it was all true, he was not dreaming. Then he immediately contacted Greta, to confirm again the message he had just read.

After the tone of the third call, the woman received a call from the Son and greeted him kindly.

"Hi,"

"Hi, good afternoon!" Sahut Putra with a tone of voice so excited.

"Good afteron Mr Son." Greta Sahut.

"Is that the invitation? Am I just dreaming?"

Greta laughed at the question from the Son.

"Yes! He invited you. Are you ready?"

"Yes...! Very ready!"

"So? Wait especially? Alia's on her way home."

"Okay, I'll be there soon." Putra Saying.

"Good luck to ya."

"Thanks Greta."

The son ended the call. Then he got ready to come to Alia's house.

A few minutes later, he was in his hotel lobby. Impatiently, he waited for the taxi that would deliver him to Alia's house.

The taxi arrived and Putra was welcome to board the taxi after a hotel employee opened the taxi door for him. After he boarded, he asked the driver to immediately go to Alia's home address.

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At her residence, Alia seemed to be busy cooking dishes that she would serve for the Son. Eijaz was also sitting at the dining table playing a robot he had just gotten from his mother. For a moment Eijaz looked at Alia who seemed to be in a hurry to prepare the dinner.

"Mom, is anyone coming?" Ask Eijaz. Usually Alia looks relaxed when making dinner. But not this time, which made a question appear from the little boy's lips.

Ali arranged Eijaz, then he smiled sweetly at the child.

"There's a surprise for you, baby."

"What surprise?" Ask Eijaz again.

"Look at it later."

"I'm not having my birthday."

"No, not." Sahut Alia while again stirring the soup that already looks boiling.

"Then?"

"It's a surprise, do I have to say it now?" Alia asked, glancing at Eijaz.

"Hmmmm, okay." Sahut Eijaz who again dissolved in his game.

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An hour passed, Eijaz was already looking neat in his best clothes. While Alia who had just finished bathing, immediately put on her clothes and dressed up to welcome the arrival of the man from her past. Alia who was wearing powder was staring at the image of her face through the reflection of a mirror in front of her. Now, he seemed much more mature than the last time he met the Son. Yes, he is now twenty-three years old, with a child about to turn four.

"Has he really changed?" Mumbled Alia. Then he went back to dressing up while waiting for the bell at his house to ring.

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Ting tong's...!

Eijaz glanced at the stairs, he did not see Alia there. She knew her mother had not finished dressing up. Then he decided to find out who was behind the door.

Eijaz peeked out of the window of the house, he saw the figure of a man with a bunch of beautiful flowers and also a gift wrapped in the motif of one of the characters in a medium-sized Marvel film. Eijaz frowned, as if he knew the man, until he remembered the night his mother cried because of him.

"He was the bad guy who made mom cry that night. Why is he here again! Does she want to make you cry again?" His inner.

Eijaz turned back to the stairs, never seeing Alia coming down from the top floor. Again he peeked out from behind the window.

Ting tong's..!

The man was impatient to have someone open the door for him. Finally Eijaz felt anxious and decided to open the door of his house.

"Who are you!" He asked in a voice that sounded so cynical.

The son looked closely at Eijaz and suddenly his eyes condensed when he could see a small version of himself now standing right in front of him. That night he could not see Eijaz clearly, because Eijaz was in the car. Now he could see Eijaz completely. His heart was pounding, he crouched down while staring at the Eijaz.

"Hey Eijaz.." Sweepings.

"You who! You made my mom cry that night, didn't you?" Eijaz still looked at the Son with a judgmental gaze. Even so, Putra was very proud of Alia's upbringing which made Eijaz seem like a boy who was full of responsibility to the family, especially to his mother.

"Include me, my name is Son."

"Eijaz..." Call Alia who just came down from upstairs.

Eijaz and the Son turned to the stairs which could be seen from the front door of the house. At that time, the Son was stunned when he saw Alia who looked very beautiful with a green dress that was attached to her beautiful body.

"Alisa.." He muttered with a longing look.

"Eijaz.." Alia now stands before the Son while embracing her baby with a worried-looking face.

"Ah.. you, please come in." Finally, Alia invited the Son to enter her house, after she was stunned to see the Son who was holding a bouquet of flowers and also a gift.

"thank you. Oh yes, this is for you and this is for Eijaz." The son handed over the bouquet of flowers as he continued to look at Alia closely. With hesitation, Alia received the bouquet of flowers and tried to smile.

"Thank you" Alia said.

"Together" Sahut Putra.

Seeing his mother receive the bouquet, Eijaz also ventured to receive a gift from the foreign man.

"Thanks" said Eijaz in a flat tone of voice.

"You're welcome. Hope you like it Eijaz."

Eijaz just kept silent and threw away his gaze while embracing the gift.

"Hmmm.. i.."

"We talk in the dining room. I've been cooking for us." Cut Alia.

"Oh, Ok." Sahut Putra who now follows the footsteps of Alia who walked towards the dining room.

"Bismillah, may this be a beautiful beginning." Inner Son.