
When she was finished, the doctor came out of the room and handed her a prescription for Adita.
“How is Mr Arif, Doc?” ask Adita.
“He is fine. She's just exhausted, I've already given her a prescription vitamin for her. No serious diseases,” he said.
“Thank you Doc,” Adita said.
Adita drove the doctor to the door.
“Oh yes. Please take care of him, Arif no longer has parents. Take care of her for me,” the doctor said staring at Adita.
“Iya Doc. I only work in this house, so as much as I can to take care of it according to working hours.”
“Oh so this woman works in this house, I guess her lover. Basic si Arif!” the doctor murmured in his heart.
“Oh, yes. Then I'm sorry,” said.
Adita nodded.
After dropping off the doctor, he went back in to see Arif and his son who were in the room.
When opening the room door, along with the door open. Because the housekeeper Arif first opened the door.
“I am ahead first, Bu.”
“Iya, Sir. Thank you,” said Adita.
“Iya, Mom. Equally,”.
“Eza Darling, eat first yuk,” take Adita to her son.
“Sstt .. she slept,” Arif put an index finger on her lips.
Adita sees her son falling asleep beside Arif, one of Eza's hands coiled in Arif's stomach.
“She slept?”
Arif nodded.
“Huft ... Why is he sleeping? Eza is waiting for you to eat,” said Adita slowly.
“Waiting me?”
Adita nodded.
“Yeah, what a pity Eza. Sorry om yes,” he rubbed Eza's head slowly.
“Let him sleep, last night he kept talking about you until late at night. Maybe at this time Eza is sleepy heavy, because unlike usual he sleeps so early.”
“What is he talking about?” ask Arif curious.
“Very much, I forgot. I'm going to the pharmacy first, want to buy you medicine.”
“No need, let the security guard buy it. Please give the money and also the prescription of the drug,” said Arif handed some money to Adita.
“Iya,” sahut Adita.
He stepped out, a few minutes later he came back.
“Do Mr Arif want to eat again?” asked Adita, because Arif had been bribed by him for porridge for stomach boosters that he bought when he wanted to come here.
“No. Later,” said Arif still rubbed the head of Eza and repeatedly he pecked the head of the boy who was approximately 4 years old.
Adita looked at them in turn, there was a sense of need to see this moment. But, Adita realized if one day Arif married, surely Eza will lose his father figure again.
“Pak Arif, how are you?” ask Adita.
“Alhamdulillah, it's good. What's up?” ask Arif.
Arif slowly raised Eza's hand on his stomach.
“Sorry before, it looks like the end of this month I ...” Adita hung her words.
“I what?” asked Arif curious, he sat leaning on the shoulder of the mattress.
“I'll stop working.”
The deg!
Hearing that, Arif fell silent.
“Stop? Why?” ask Arif.
“Then who cooked for me? I won't allow you to stop working!”
“But sir, I have a reason.”
“Whatever the reason, I don't care!”
“Sorry sir, I can't. I stick to my stance to stop working,” said Adita would not lose.
Arif breathed a heavy sigh.
“Tell me the reason,” He said weakened.
Before saying so, it seemed Adita sighed first.
“I don't want Eza to get too close to you, not ban it. I just don't want to backfire for Mr. Arif and Mr. Arif's wife later, I'll give him understanding to Eza later Sir if he has stopped from this place.”
“About who wants to get married?” ask Arif.
“Mau,” sahut.
“Yes then from that. I just don't want Eza to expect too much from Mr. Arif, after Mr. Arif is married, he will definitely have children. I don't want any jealousy between them,” Adita said at length.
“Then marry me,” said Arif without saying stale.
“Hah .. don't joke sir, I'm talking seriously.”
“Indeed my face looks joking?” looking at Adita with a serious face.
Adita's throat felt choked, so it was difficult to swallow her saliva.
“I'm going to the kitchen, sir. As soon as Eza was still sleeping, his goodbye changed the conversation, immediately moving from his seat to the door of the room that was still wide open.
“Adita, wait. Don't switch the conversation!”
Adita's steps instantly came to a halt, she turned her body back.
“Adita, don't you want to open the door of your heart back?” tanya Arif looked at Adita who was sculpting.
Arif got out of bed, approached Adita.
He pulls Adita's arm to sit back, while he pulls another chair to sit in front of Adita. However, he still gave some distance between them.
“Adita why shut up? Don't you want to open your heart again? Or give someone a chance to have you.”
“I did not close my heart. But, I'm just not ready,”.
“What's the difference?”
“Adita, I want to have a serious relationship with you.”
Adita is still tight-lipped.
“I'm not worthy of Mr. Arif, there are still many girls out there sir. Even better than me, “ said Adita.
“Tell me, how is the character of a woman worthy of me? I want you to choose it for me.”
“I can't Sir. I'm not a matchmaker who matches someone, you can find yourself!” reject Adita.
“Then I choose the woman in front of me,”.
“Don't Sir. My past is bad, I'm even very embarrassed to remember all that.”
“It's just the past. We move forward, not backward. The past is made a lesson, not lamenting it and closing the heart because of the past.”
“Forget the past, step forward with me.”
“Sorry Sir, I can't.”
“Why? Do you still love your ex-husband?”
Adita shook her head.
“Then?”
“I just don't want Mr. Arif to be ashamed of Mr. Arif's friends, because he has married a widow and even my age is older than Mr. Arif.”
“Only that? Sure there's nothing else?”
Adita nodded.
Arif chuckles.
“What ridiculous. Do you believe love is blind? I don't care what your age and status is. I feel comfortable when I'm around you and also Eza.” Looking at Adita.
“Adita.”
Arif was about to take Adita's hand, but he broke it. Given the status of those who are not yet muhrim. He just sat on the floor while staring at Adita's face which was also staring at him .
“Give me time,” says Adita.
Mr. Arif immediately smiled at Adita's answer, even though the answer was not satisfactory. However, he felt relieved there was still a chance even a little.
“Thank you,” said Arif.
Adita cringes in wonder.
“Thank you for what? I haven't answered yes.”
“But you've considered it, haven't you?”
Adita just smiled.
Geck! Geck!
“Sorry Sir. I want to deliver the medicine,” said Mr. Sage.
“Iya. Bring it here,” said Arif.
The security guard put it on the table, then said goodbye.
“I'm sorry, there's a job. Take the medicine first and rest,” Pamit Adita.
“Iya. Actually I want to hug you, but not yet muhrim. So I just kissed the end of your veil,” Arif chuckled.
Adita shook her head, looking at Arif's behavior.
He thought, if a cop is always firm. However, he was wrong, he saw for himself the behavior of Arif for several months working at his home. Very different from Arif who he first met, at Dika's house while handling the case of her ex-husband.