Alvian Tungga Putra's
ATP S2: Reuniting

sakti after the incident at the office decided to go to Bandung, so he would eliminate the fatigue a little as a result of what the child did.

currently, I want to visit a cafe near the hotel that he rented for the next few days and look from outside the cafe is simple but comfortable to stop by

" welcome to you"

the face of a woman with a cupped syar'i hijab greets her behind the cashier, wait it seems like she is no stranger to the face it's just that her face is different more mature and looks mature

but because I keep looking, hijab women syar'i tsb feel keki and submissive view

" sorry have we met I mean have you ever lived in Jakarta?? I feel like I've seen you but I just stumbled"

" ah what is it?? I've lived in Bandung for a long time, it's just that it's been a long time about 13 years ago we moved to Bandung"

" have you ever almost hit or been hit by a black car??" the woman thought for about a few minutes and remembered "ah yes that time I wanted to get hit on a street in Jakarta, it looks like her face looks like you but younger" the woman laughs to make a laugh turned out to be a narrow world but a long time ago

" may I get acquainted??" ask a question and welcome the woman "Afwan my name Afanin Kamala can call me Afa"

the bumbling wait for fourteen years is fruitful but he feels insecure the confidence that this woman has is better strongly inversely proportional to yes does he have to go forward or???...

" yes I am so sad"

" dwelling here??"

" ah no I just stop here to enjoy the atmosphere to rest, oiya are you married.?" the question made the sad face of Afa but cheerfully returned "Thank God I am married but God loves her more so I am myself" Afa smiled ah sakti understand "sorry if not misfired, dead already??" and called Afa

" sorry is not meant to be rude honestly early to meet me already there is a sense of the same you but I have not had time to meet you and I have told myself if one day meet me will take you with me if it's his own position, don't you mind??" I don't know where the power of saying the word is. Afanin immediately speculated if she liked it but the love for her late husband was still very strong despite having been left for a long time whether this was the answer to her prayer given a companion for the child considering his son was aged eighteen years

" i'm sorry if you don't mind if you get to know me further, I won't force maybe I'm too obsessed, this is my business card" sakti handed me a business card that she still has. received the business card with a smile "good I will keep"

" thank you, oiya what's in this cafe??" ask again sakti and Afanin directly give the menu book

" this is the best seller from our store" Afanin pointed out so that we are not confused

" i have ordered all the best sellers but small portions only"

" wait a minute now"

sakti took a bench near the window there was a sense of pleasure he met a woman who fourteen years ago shook his heart again but he had to struggle because it seems it will be very difficult for the woman to be approached

" please enjoy our joy"

" thank you"

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after receiving his sister's request to play, Al is now in Sherina's hostage in the back garden of the house that provides a swing to just relax.

Al himself is ready if at least until tomorrow he will not go home from his mother's house.

" Al.." said Sherina

" hmmm" Al's answer was just deheman

" i was told to take care of the cafe with mom dad"

" it's good to learn for the future when you're young"

" but you know I want to be the creator of that novel"

" you can do both, paid platforms for novels I think have been a lot" Al looked at Sherina and ruffled her hair buds

" but Al gw is pessimistic"

" it's a trait that you have to lose" Al looked back to the front

seeing Al pensively himself asking "Al. elo kangen elo's wife??" and the answer was answered with a nod of the head

" do you want to nengokin him to the navel??" Al sighs "hah.my work a lot Monday I have to go out of town this week so I'm here"

" so good elo go on"

" the way for other services is the same way for holidays and this is the first for me"

" it's not my capacity to make you ask that, who asked yourself first to your parents I mah ya whatever you want to tell or not"

" oh so even though I want to confide in before" said Sherina but Al pura did not hear

" what did you say?"

" ah hehehe oiya elo no intention to marry again??" Al immediately replied "no"

" huh?? the real elo?? want to be that cool widower forever??"

Al again sighed "haahhhh. it is not impossible yet maybe you were married" Al's answer made Ina gawk she thought Al would be a cool widower forever "thankfully"

Al turned towards Ina with a sharp gaze and replied with a smile of his three fingers "hehehe"

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Monday said Al would go to the office to see the situation and take the files before he went out of town he had been picked up by Suryo as his personal driver.

when he was about to drive a car, suddenly a sound hit

brruuggghhh

ckiiiitt

al's self bounced to the front seat of the car because of his position Al was sitting in the passenger seat

" sorry sir, I'll see

" let me sir" Al came out and saw a woman who peddled a wet cake cake falling when Al came to him

" what's wrong mom??"

" it's okay son" the mother was tidying up her wares

" sorry, my driver was unintentional"

siibu sighed his losses are being calculated if whether tomorrow he can sell or not remember himself only having capital when the trade is sold then the money is used again to sell

" Mum.this I just give money in exchange for loss" Al wanted to give money but on the banks "this is an accident not accidentally do not force" the mother smiled"

Al can catch if the mother doesn't want that for nothing

" okay, what about the cake my mother bought??" mother's eyes sparkled "but this cake is already partially dirty"

" Tegal I bought but separated yes ma'am that can be eaten the same that can not be eaten" the mother did it with pleasure at least the loss was reduced "the dirty do not need to be bought"

" no, ma'am, how much did I buy??"

" the dirty one I sold for half the price is yes mas"

" no problem mom"

" so the good twenty thousand dirty one hundred thousand" considering the dirty only ten pieces

Al gave two hundred thousand dollars "no return"

" just take me sincerely"

" the mother seems to pray that God will repay your kindness, son"

" thank you mom can come back home soon.this I take ya ma'am"

" yes thank you" Al got back in the car and gave the cake to the driver "you share it with anyone and the dirty you throw away you can eat the cake too"

" well sir thank you"

" road"

and the car went on again .