
Mr. Norman opened the car door for Via and Mirza while Jumilah was down taking the stoller in the trunk. The palace was already quiet when it was only 7 pm, maybe Mr. Alatas was already in his room to rest. They had only reached the middle room when one voice greeted them.
“How is your holiday?”
Everything turned in unison, it turned out that the great Lord was sitting with Gerald .
“Oh, Mr.” Mirza was a little surprised. “ You are here apparently? I guess –“
“You guys have fun?”
Smile, “ya, as your suggestion.”
“What is your son sleeping?” moving closer as if to make sure Nala in her stoller.
Via nodded, “he has been asleep since we arrived at the dock, Mr.”
“Surely she is exhausted,” a moment look at the extremely slumbering Nala.
“We'll excuse you to room, Sir,” said Mirza.
“I wait for you guys for dinner in half an hour.”
Via and Mirza certainly did not dare to argue even though their bodies felt tired, they rushed to the room to clean themselves. Friday had a chance to steal a glance at Gerald who stood firmly behind the Master. His heart tetiba dag dug imagining tomorrow will go with the handsome mas it.
Thirty minutes later Via and Mirza came down but did not see Mr. Alatas in the dining room. Sayup heard the sound of people talking from the front room.
“Gerald,” Mirza stopped the incoming Gerald move in haste. “What Mr Alatas is having guests?”
“Ya.” said briefly then hurry to the workspace Mr. Alatas.
Mirza was astonished as if Gerald was in such a hurry, he stepped into the front room only to see who the Great Lord's guest was. Stopped far from the sight of the two humans who looked tense in the room. Ramzi still carrying his briefcase complete with a suit standing with a flat look, Mirza believes Ramzi has not returned home from his office. Mr. Alatas sits on a velvet sofa playing his cigar.
“Papa misunderstood,” rang out Ramzi's voice shriveled.
“I don't want to hear your explanation.”
“But Papa should know, I'm just here to ask Papa to sign the cooperation file, not to ask –“
“This is Sir, the newly arrived” Gerald is thrusting some maps at Mr. Alatas.
“Give him,” Mr. Alatas chilled.
Gerald gave it to Ramzi, ”please you receive.”
“All subsidiaries and hotels are now yours, grab and go.”
Ramzi still has not received the map that Gerald thrust, he looks at his papa with a difficult view to interpret.
“What else?” replying with a sharp gaze, “that's all you want?”
Ramzi shook his head, “very low papa rated me. I don't need it all, Pa,” Ramzi said bitterly.
Smiling sarcastically, Gerald asked for a match with his signal. Smoke filled the air. It's the first time Mirza has seen Mr. Alatas smoking, and it looks strange to her.
“You think I don't know the state of your in-law company?” keep up Mr. Alatas.
“But I came here not to beg, I want to offer cooperation honorably.”
Rise slowly diverting the subject, “if you still have time, I invite you to dinner.”
Mirza immediately withdrew, he returned to the living room before Mr. Alatas saw him.
“Papa, I'm not a guest here. I came to my own house to see you.”
“Did you forget how you left your own house? Still you feel like this is your home?” nanar barking.
“Pa, I'm sorry –“ Ramzi choked.
“Go and tell your wife, she needs to get rid of me first if what you get now is not enough to satisfy her ambition,” turns around while leaving a puff of the rest of the burning story.
“Pa, wait!” Ramzi chases but Gerald stops him.
“What young master will come to dinner?”
“Gerald, you're nothing at all? I have to explain everything to papa!” Ramzi is upset that Gerald is blocking his steps.
“Sorry young master, I hope you go and take this,” back to thrust the map.
Took all the maps violently and threw them to the floor. “I don't need all this!” turning the steps away brought a deep disappointment.
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Sister Inez had just finished dressing baby Arfan, Sofi lifted her beloved son into a hug, smelling her favorite fragrance.
“Thank you, Sus, “tapnya.
Sister came out with Ramzi who just came in. Sofi only noticed her husband who looked tangled towards the work desk in the corner of the room. Ramzi was sitting around looking for something. Isn't this a weekend, why does her husband seem so busy?
“Kak, look here,” call Sofi try to divert the busyness of the husband.
Still looking for something doesn't heed Sofi's call.
“Kak, what are you looking for?” Sofi is curious to bring baby Arfan closer.
“You saw the file I brought last night?”
Think for a moment, “what file?”
From his wife's tone, Ramzi believes Sofi knows nothing. Then his gaze turned to the son who was playing the ribbon string Sofi clothes to try to devour into his tiny mouth.
“Why is Arfan with you? Susuter Inez where?”
“I told him to go for a walk, it's the weekend.”
Nodding his head to understand.
“Omong by the way do you also not want to make sure me and Arfan go for a walk?”
Actually, Ramzi's mood is not too good immediately events last night with the papa. But yes it seems that it may also be the idea of Sofi for a walk, maybe it can help restore his mood.
“Bby, where are you going?”
“Where only as long as there are rides to play for children,” smile widely.
“Oke, we'll think as we go. Wait a minute, I'm ready,”
Sofi looked happy, she spoke to the son. “We want to go for a walk, you're happy right, sweetheart?”
It did not take long Ramzi had changed clothes then immediately down. Their steps stopped in the living room, a warm conversation was being created there.
“Azad, Jane? You guys here?” Ramzi said hello first.
“Hai, Brother. Yes, just arrived not long ago.” Azad said a gasp approached.
“Where are you going?” Madam Husein asked curiously, while Mr. Husein was only in his place paying attention.
“Free out for sightseeing, Ma.“
“Hai, Arfan,” Jane approached the stoller to greet the nephew. “ “Can I carry it?” look at Sofi and Ramzi.
“We want to go,” said Sofi is short, especially he was reluctant to stay there longer.
Jane looked a little disappointed but tried to understand.
“Sorry yes, we go first.” Ramzi patted Azad's arm and immediately grabbed Sofi's shoulder.
On Sofi's journey, Ramzi understood what caused it. Now Sofi's mood is turning bad.
“How would we go to our favorite restaurant in –“
“I'm not hungry yet,” trim Sofi.
“You want to shop? Or buy something you want?”
Bluffing uninspired.
“Kalo so we get to –“
“Kak, we stay in the apartment!” suddenly swoon.
Searching for a stop and then pulling the car over, just staring straight at it without a word.
Sighing makes the wife turn her head, “Kak Ram object?”
“We can't continue to shy away from people we don't like, let alone those of our own family.”
“Kak Ram spoke so because it was nice to see it right?” cynical with suspicion.
Even smiling grabbed Sofi's fingers, but quickly Sofi tepis by folding both hands on the chest sign of his frustration. “As far as your judgment is concerned, obviously I have an obligation to remind you as my wife.” Ramzi said calmly.
“Acquire!”
“What will make you satisfied?”
“No, Brother Ram is really happy to see that woman!” turn your face out the window.
“She's your sister-in-law now.”
“But I hate him, because you guys were once in a relationship!”
Smile faintly as you turn the key back, “Kalo you are happier living with the shadows of the past, just continue,” slowly stepped on the gas pedal back on the road.
“Kak, I'm not finished!” sofi's protest was irritated.
“Neventually be finished, because you consider yourself the truest,” takes another course because suddenly something comes to mind.
“Where are we going?” asking because the road they passed was suspicious for Sofi.
Not surprisingly, staying focused on the steering regardless of Sofi who is getting upset. The sturdy gate opened as soon as Ramzi's car arrived in front of him.
“You brought me here?”
looking at my husband in disbelief.
Turn off the car engine, say with a straight look. “I want us to fix everything, please help me.”
Rough snort, “your father doesn't like me! It's free!”
“That's PR for us to be able to change his view.”
“I'm not a schoolboy, so I don't have PR!”
Open the car door, “I will go down, whatever if you want to stay here. But I will take Arfa to see his grandfather,” down first to make Sofi annoyed but can not vent his emotions. He had to obey even though his heart was scratched and his feet seemed to be hard to step.
Ramzi took the wife, “take it easy, there I am your husband,” smiled but felt bitter for Sofi.
The waiter opened the door and said welcome, showing where the Great Lord was after Ramzi asked him.
Heavy steps for Sofi, they headed towards the beautiful side garden. An unusual sight for the boy and son-in-law. Mr. Alatas appears to be with Nala in her baby seat.
“He didn't let go of my finger earlier,” Mr. Alatas spoke to Mirza who was preparing medicine for the Master. Nala clasped Mr. Alatas' right index finger as she continued to blabber cheerfully.
“That's the sign he likes Mr.,”
“I'll call Gerald to buy a toy for your son,” grabbed the phone with his left hand.
“It is better to take the medicine first, Sir,” offers the medicine that has been prepared.
“I'm afraid Gerald's going home,”
“She and Friday may be a bit long as they go for a walk first,”
Smile faintly, “one progress for Gerald.” Put the phone back and immediately take the medicine.
“Ramzi, Sofi?” Via who appeared from behind carrying a bottle of milk found the couple just standing on the side porch.
Mr. Alatas and Mirza turned their heads together, they certainly did not realize the presence of Ramzi and Sofi.
Ramzi smiled, “we came to visit,”
Mirza stood up quickly approaching, “Ram, have you been long?”
“Hem, just got.”
Mirza wanted to invite them but of course because she was not the host so had no power. He looked at Mr. Alatas, but the Master turned his gaze away. Via felt even more uneasy, as soon as he approached Nala intended to take him.
“Let him,” said Mr. Alatas forbid Via.
“But she has to drink her milk first, Mr.”
“He likes it here. Give me the milk bottle,” Mr. Alatas asks for a bottle of Nala milk.
Via seems reluctant, but who can refute the orders of Mr. Alatas. Such a scene certainly sliced the hearts of Ramzi and Sofi. They certainly did not expect that Via and Nala were here after attending Azad's wedding reception.
Mirza and Via are confused as to how. Sofi had shrunk earlier, but Ramzi instead pushed Arfan's stoller closer.
“Pa, I came with Arfan, your grandson.”
Not saying, as if the activities with Nala more make it look busy. Nala also seemed excited to suck the contents of the milk bottle held by Mr. Alatas.
Silent long enough without anyone knowing what each should say, Sofi feels like he just wanted to run away from there.
“Oh, so your son Arfan is his name?” Via getting an idea to neutralize the atmosphere. “Can I carry?”
Ramzi nodded.
“Halo, Arfan,” greeting Via deliberately brought Arfan closer to the grandfather. “Do you want to play with Nala? In a moment, Nala was still drinking milk. Play together, ok.”
“Looks like he's sleepy,” Mr. Alatas took off the empty bottle of Nala's milk, and Nala did look cute. “Bring him inside, I'm tired of taking a break.” Rise from his seat not caring about the presence of his children, grandchildren and son-in-law.
Ramzi immediately took Arfan, “Pa, don't you want to say hello. Dia –“
“Mirza, please help me to my room above.” Deliberately trimming Ramzi's sentence.
Without telling Mirza to help the Master, he could see Ramzi's expression was filled with disappointment. Sofi who had been sculpting earlier, hurriedly called Arfan and immediately pushed his stoller away with wide strides. There are no words spoken, but Via tau perasaan Sofi.
“Ram –“
“No papa,” Ramzi said before Via continued his sentence. “I won't give up.”
Via salute with Ramzi's persistence to regain his father's heart, he knows Ramzi is kind and sincere.
“It's me first yes,”
Via only menagngguk, Ramzi followed Sofi who was already outside. Being a stranger at home is not fun, but Ramzi tried to suppress the feeling.
“Kak Ram saw himself, right? We are not appreciated at all!” Sofi immediately spilled her heart so in the car. “Your father cares more about Mirza, and Via is also his son. And who the hell are they? We are more deserving than them!”
Start driving the car out of the magnificent palace of Mr. Alatas.
“I don't want to come here anymore. This is enough!” sofi.
“That's how it feels if your in-laws care more about others than their own son-in-law.”
“What do you mean?”
cynical Sofi.
At a glance, “you forgot how Mirza's mother treated you and Via? He's more concerned with you, right, than with Via who bounces on him himself?”
Suddenly stunned, not expecting her husband to talk like that.
“Padahal it is clear that you are present as a third person, and you are pregnant with a child who is not the flesh of Mirza.” Ramzi continued without seeing the face of Sofi who had changed pias, ramzi's view was flat and straight forward.
Sofi's getting stuck. Is this what it feels like to be an unregarded daughter-in-law?
“Don't reveal it again, it's the past,” Sofi said in a trembling voice.
“Not are you happy living in the shadows of the past?” full of satire makes Sofi powerless to shed tears.
“Now you know how it feels to be in a position like Via?”
“Kak, I know I'm guilty, but that doesn't mean you're free to bring it up again. We've agreed to open a new life, please don't remind me, because it makes me sick.”
“That happened to me and Jane. It's all the past, and I admit to being wrong. But why do you always bring it up, even though I have tried to prove that I have changed.”
“OK! I'm sorry!” emphasize the word sorry while removing traces of tears on both cheeks smooth.
“Sorry is not enough if your attitude and outlook do not change.”
ramzi said firmly.
Heart, easing ego and emotions. Sofi has to learn a lot from the reality of her life now. As hard as he tries to avoid people he does not like, certainly will not be able to. True said her husband, her attitude and outlook must be changed. Sofi was stubborn from the beginning, but everything has to start changing from now on. On the way home, Sofi sobs restrained because she is really ashamed of herself. She secretly saw her husband with the tail of her eyes. In the firm face of the husband, Sofi knew Ramzi was the right man for her, and she would be very sorry if she lost her husband for the second time.
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