First Wife Freshness
The Love of a Father

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" have you worked at that cafe for a long time? " yanya khoiruddin's.

" mm not really. I worked there for almost 4 months, " replied Maira.

"as you saw at that time. Before that I also accidentally broke dishes and glasses in the VVIP room. I was scolded like that" he said in a sad tone.

"it's okay - what. Don't be sad anymore. Mmm... How about we be friends from now on?" Khoiruddin said, Really.

"friends? Mmm... Are you not ashamed to have a friend like me?" ask Maira

"why should I be ashamed? You are not a criminal, are you?. Khoiruddin.

"mm. but I'm just a cafe waiter and I'm not as well educated as you" he said with his head lowered.

" Mai listen to me. It's modern times like gini. No one thinks about it anymore. So do not be ashamed to be yourself, " said khoiruddin by holding Maira's hand.

Maira who heard that instantly raised her head to look at Khoiruddin's eyes. And what he saw was the seriousness of making his cheeks blush happily.

Their conversation stopped because their order was ready. After that, they finished their food. And after that Khoiruddin drove Maira back to the boarding house.

"thank you for bringing. And also for the ointment ", said Maira when she arrived in front of her boarding house.

" hey doesn't matter. Thank you also for dinner ", said Khoiruddin

" it's the same - the same. If so I enter first yes. "said Maira and immediately walked into the boarding house. But his steps stopped because of khoiruddin's remarks.

" wait.." shouted Khoiruddin. Maira turned her armband and walked over to Khoiruddin who was still on his motorcycle.

" yes what is it? " say Maira

" what time are you leaving for work tomorrow? " ask Khoiruddin.

" mm about 7. Why?" ask Maira.

"ahh no papa. "

" that's why I went in first. It was not a good night to see the neighbors." said Maira say goodbye.

"yes. "

"you'll be careful when you go home" said Maira and went straight into her boarding house.

" hem" he replied with a nod of his head not to miss his smile.

After entering. Maira immediately washed her feet and prepared to sleep, before she called her father to inform him that he had transferred the money.

"hello.. "

"hello darling. What's the night - call dad's night? Is there a problem? "

"no problem sir. Maira calls because Maira wants to tell her that Mai has transferred the money. Sorry sir there's just that. "

" alhamdulillah. It's okay, son. That's enough, I should be the one apologizing. Because it can not meet the needs of children - the father. "he said there as hiccups.

" that's it, sir. Don't cry yeah. It's not your fault. Maira is grateful to have a loving father like my father. I don't think there's a better father than you."

Maira's father was there smiling full day until he shed his tears.

" you are indeed the daughter of the father's pride. "

" haha, my dear father. Then Maira said yes. It's night, don't sleep late. "

"hahaha it should be the father who said that. Don't sleep late, baby. "

" yes sir. Assalamualaikum says. "

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. "

after the call is disconnected. Maira immediately went to sleep gathering energy for work the next morning.

*****

Somewhere else..

Khoiruddin in the middle of his journey stopped his vehicle, because something shook from his pocket.

Tit..

"where'd you go? It has been a long time since you went to buy martabak.usually also not this long. You okay - what? " asked anxiously.

"khoir is fine. This is the way home. "

"hem okay. So quickly go home. Dad's hungry. "

"Hehehe yes well. Assalamualaikum says. "

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. "

After that, Khoiruddin immediately returned to his home.

*****

15 Minutes later, he arrived in front of his house..

Geck... Geck... Geck..

Chequek..

"where's the son from? Why so long? " ask Mr. Soleh worried.

" Khoir bought martabak. This" he said while lifting a bag of crackle that contained martabak.

" all right. Come inside. "

Khoiruddinpun entered and headed straight for the kitchen. He put the bag on the plate on the dining table.

" well if Khoir wants to pray first. After that, Khoir went to sleep. "

Mr. Soleh who heard that frowned felt strange with the words of his son.

" to go straight to sleep. Not that you haven't eaten either. Aren't you hungry? " ask Mr. Soleh.

" mm anu yah. actually Khoir met together Khoir continued to eat out well. Hehehe sorry ya yah." he said while his nape was not itchy.

Mr. Soleh who heard his son's words rounded his eyes.

"ehmm sorry well. Khoir. "

"heat..." Mr. Soleh just let out a heavy breath. I want to do what he thinks again.

"hem yes. "

" thank you dad. If so, then enter first. "

"yes."

In Khoir's room immediately performed the sunnah prayer and after that he slept.

*****

Mr. Soleh who had finished his eating activities he immediately cleaned up his former food. After that, he went into his son's room to check on his son's condition.

Pak Soleh indeed every night always check the state of Khoiruddin. Because when Khoiruddin was a child he had a fever since last night and only knew it in the morning.

The child stayed in the hospital for 3 days. Since that time, he always checked the condition of his only son. So that similar events do not happen again.

Chequek...

He approached his sleeping son. He saw his son sleeping on his back and his blanket was thrown from its original place.

Mr. Soleh saw that. He took a blanket and covered his son. After that he sat down beside the bed and stroked his son's head while saying.

" kid you always remind me of your late mother. I'm grateful for a little treat your father misses your mother. "

What Mr. Soleh said was not wrong. The face of his son was very similar to that of his late mother. Starting from his mouth, nose and eyelids were all exactly like his late mother.

"may you always be healthy and happy son"

Cupp....

Mr. Soleh smiled seeing his son smile. After that he went out and went to his room to rest his body.

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