Don't Call Me an Actor
The Bu Sukma House

POV 1 (Nap)

Around 5 pm, I came home from the food court. Mas Sakti's car is already plastered on the home page.

"Assynnya!" my regards. Wa Rasih emerged from the living room and greeted me.

"Waalaikumsalam," replied Wa Rasih.

"Wa, has Mas Sakti come home for a long time?"

"Just now, Non. There was probably about 15 minutes ago."

I went straight to the room, but Mas Sakti I did not meet. I'm looking into Rafa's room I didn't see either. I finally returned to the room but before I reached the room, I turned to the production room. To just check the goods or ready to launch goods for the week tomorrow.

"Sir, how was it today, ok?" I asked one of the workers in the sewing section who apparently was still in the room.

"Mom, overtime huh?" connect again.

"No, Non. I just finished this detail part, it just so happens to be my part. Last afternoon I gave my permission for a while, because my son was sick." The officer gave an excuse.

"Lho, why don't you just let me? That's his son's sick. Let this business be something else. If there are workers whose family members are sick, their children or anyone who if there is no one to take care of them, I allow them not to go to work" said Nafa wisely.

The worker named Linda immediately packed her things. With my permission, he went home and took care of his sick son. "Thank you Non Nafa, then excuse me first," said the worker with a bowed body.

While I still did not want to get out of the room, it felt at home to see the items of my own design filled this boutique room.

"Thank you, O God, for giving way and making my efforts easier" I said softly.

Nafa returns home, walking room after room in the boutique that is now standing thanks to her husband and her perseverance.

"Honey, from anywhere. I've been looking for you with Rafa?" When I was about to return home, I passed Mas Sakti who was said to be looking for me.

"Nafa was from the boutique first Mas, see the Nafa dress that will be launching tomorrow week."

"Call for Nafa, yes, to be successful!"

"Yes dong dear, Mas always pray for anything you run as long as positive," said Mas Sakti while reaching for my arm.

"Today, I want to take you to Mama's house. Get ready!" mas Sakti was happy. I heard it, how happy.

Finally that afternoon we left for the city of Cemara, the city where his mother Mas Sakti lived. Rafa who had not seen Bu Sukma for a long time that day he looked very antuias and happy.

When the Mas Sakti car will enter the complex, we immediately saw the car Mbak Meta out of the complex area. I thought about what they wanted, and I was very worried about the safety of my mother-in-law, Mama Sukma.

"Mas, wasn't the passing car just now the car Ma'am Meta? Nafa became worried about Mama," I said worriedly. Mas Saktaktun looked anxious after hearing my words just now.