FORCED CHEATING
296SOMETHING

Amara has been sound since, Om Jaka took this opportunity to chat with Denaya. He told me about Barkah Hajj who visited Bu Een yesterday.

“Times anyway, Beb? How come you didn't tell me anything about me?” wonder Denaya.

“Eat him, Han. Maybe you deliberately do not want our same story because it has a certain meaning,” Om Jaka began to guess.

Frowning increasingly astonished, “meaning certain how?”

“Yes I don't know either, Han –“ hung up his sentence guessing something that his father-in-law might be hiding. “Udah so, the Mbakyu just stretched me on his I dad try? Holding it face while being stared at like a really senegal, even though it is usually direct blood high kumat if you squirm me. It's weird, right?”

Even smile, “ya not, Mbakyu you are not the same heart father from the past, Beb.”

“Ish, again not sane also if the Hajj Barkah mah inget him, wonder!” ngedumel did not think.

“Or what if we mate them, Beb? Maybe it can be –“

“No can!” trim Om Jaka fast. “gue first person who will oppose it!”

With laughter, “kan funny mother-in-law mbakyunya herself?”

“Funny for you, but for me no!” pissed Om Jaka.

“Yee, why sewot anyway?” Denaya follow kesel. “Ya already there mengingan tanyain own same father why yesterday jengukin the mbakyu but not the story? Rather than ranting obscurely, so!” Denaya take a row to fall beside Amara.

“Eeh, what do you want to do Han?”

“Sleep, sleepy!”

“Don't sleep first dong, then I meet dad.”

Although reluctant, Denaya tailed as well. They saw Haji Barkah again sitting in the living room just finished with his cell phone.

“Dena, Jaka? You guys haven't slept?” look at the child and daughter-in-law who sit in front of him.

“Daddy alone tumben?” denaya Sahut.

Smiling put his HP on the table. “Barusan si Azad same Jane video call, they again honeymoon in Germany.”

One look, “they're in Germany?” Om Jaka Sama Denaya.

“Iya, in the place of Hanson and Rumi, the four of them had a really good race, seneng father if they saw all of them on getting along.

Beards, compote again.

“Oya, they also nitip greetings for you. He said if you want to go to Germany just contact Hanson, everything will be covered.”

“Hem, mode!” Cibir Om Jaka's. “Call Well, don't bother. Jaka Sutrisna can pay by yourself, return to Germany Indonesia & 7x can also.” The face of Om Jaka.

Denaya belik keles, her husband lebay terribly.

“Oya, Well –“ said Om Jaka who then remembered the purpose of the goal. “Yesterday dad jengukin Mbakyu huh? why not say it?”

“Iya. Why indeed?” Haji Barkah asked. “Dad won deliberately there because all passed. Must be the sister who said yes?”

“Daddy has no specific purpose?” Om Jaka kayak again introgation.

“Of course have. I want to encourage Ms. Endang. Father is concerned about all the calamities that have happened to him, seeing his condition as such we as a family should love support. Aye right?”

“Tuh, dengerin! Don't worry about it!” nagel Denaya to Om Jaka.

“Taking a guess what it is?” Haji Barkah was surprised.

“Bebeb thought I deliberately did not want to tell us if I have already seen Bu Een because it has a certain purpose," glanced at Om Jaka.

Haji sir even laughed, “Dad forgot to say the same to you. This is not a strange thing or what, after all visiting a sick family has become our obligation?”

“Sukur deh, means that the mother is just the GR-and-gran. He sampe ngirain me father you know, Mbakyu's gaze was full of love –“

“Hush!” nudging her husband's arm, “ngawur aja if you say!”

Pak Haji chuckled, “we must indeed cultivate a love for Bu Endang's heart. Love your family and those closest to you. That's why my father had a good story about Via and Mirza, and about you Jaka.”

“But I still have judes, Yah.” Grunts Om Jaka.

“Pelan-pelan will wake up the love is in his heart, as long as we are painstaking and patient. That's called family therapy her sister said yesterday.”

“Ck, but I'm not sure Mbakyu can change.”

“why the hell Beb, you answer continue jalo dianehatin same parents?” Denaya really really so Om Jaka nyaut directly from earlier.

“Yes because it's impossible, Han.”

“Nothing is impossible in the hands of Allah SWT, for He is the One who throws the hearts of every human being.”

“Aamiin ..”

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Two days Arfan was in the ICU room, today he has been transferred in the child custody room. Sofi did not want to go from beside Arfan even though only for a moment, his favorite son had gradually improved but did not immediately make him relieved, the article Arfan still could not be invited to communicate. The ten-month-old baby was asleep the whole time.

In front of the treatment room, the old man with the face of sangar looked grim. He carried all the burdens in his heart. The old man could also feel guilty, but since the incident no one has asked him anything. Only Gerald told Sofi and Ramzi what happened.

Mr. Alatas was just about to get up when Ramzi walked towards him. “Papa, go home. Why is papa still here?” ramzi.

Not saying, he walked towards the door. Gontai's steps.

“Pa, listen to me,” intercept Ramzi.

“Don't get in my way, I won't go home before I see how things are.” He looked at Ramzi sharply.

“I beg you, Pa. Sofi has not wanted to meet anyone, do not let there be a commotion inside because Arfan is resting.” Replying to a pleading gaze. “After all Papa must also be tired, need to rest because since morning here.”

Throwing out your gaze with a rough breath.

“I'll let Papa know if there's any development with Arfan.”

The wide steps from the distance walked over, the tall strapping figure immediately bowed respectfully. “Big Master, You –“

“Who sent you here? Didn't I fire you?” looking at Gerald straight and ruthless.

Appreciate surprise, “papa fired Gerald?”

“And the two servants who caused your son to fall,” continued Mr. Alatas.

“Papa shouldn't have to do that.” Ramzi shook his head with a shocked face. “Then I say who is most guilty, I am the one. Because I asked Sofi to leave Arfan to Gerald.

Turning a step to hear nothing more from Ramzi's mouth.

“Master Ram, forgive me.” He bowed with his millions of regrets.

“Already, Gerald. You're making me dizzy.”

Both are in front of the room. Ramzi's words on his papa certainly did not necessarily make Gerald free from guilt. If only he had not gone to his room first to change clothes and entrust Arfan to Nara and Mina just like that, it probably would not have been like this. Arfan that day should be his full responsibility, but why did he tellor ordered his two subordinate servants to guard Arfan. But Gerald also still can not understand why they rely on each other? At that time Nara left the room to make milk because Arfan was fussy, he did not say goodbye to Mina because Mina was cleaning up some books used to play Arfan before. Mina herself is fascinated by her work and thinks Nara is near Arfan while she rearranges the books onto the library shelf. The incident happened very quickly without both of them remembering why the door of the reading room was open so that Arfan could slide out.

“Gerald, please always near papa. I don't want papa to get sick because of this,” Ramzi said later.

“But the Big Lord has fired me –“

“Papa is not serious with his words, he really needs you.” Ramzi reassured.

“I indeed cannot leave the Great Lord just like that, Because until anytime his kindness will not be reciprocated even with my entire life serving him,” said Gerald full of feelings. “But maybe I can only monitor the Big Lord from afar because I don't want to make him wrath.”

“Then I will contact Mirza, maybe her cut-off period is up.” Breakup Ramzi.

“Yes, sounds like it's better.”

The two separated, Ramzi entered the treatment room while Gerald stepped foot home.

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Mr. Alatas just stood up after getting out of his car. He was like a dumbstruck looking at the towering building before him, as if he had just realized how luxurious and magnificent his residence had been.

“Master, let me help,” Norman the private driver volunteered to drive the Master in.

While taking his first steps, Norman enlists the help of a servant who takes him to escort Mr. Alatas to his room upstairs.

“No Norman, I want to be here first.” Towards the middle room. “You sit down first,” his word to Norman who looks doubtful.

Norman was still standing in his place.

“Sit down, I want to talk.”

Norman still did not dare, during his work there Norman had never landed his ass on any room chair except in the servants' room.

“What do you think, why is it still standing?” staring half-heartedly. “You've been working for me for a long time, don't hesitate. Quickly sit.”

Finally it was a bit doubtful that the middle-aged man was sitting before the Master.

Mr. Alatas leaned his head, starting to catch his breath slowly. For a while there was no conversation between them. Norman understood that the Lord was not doing well.

“Master,” reprimand Norman slowly. “What you want me to ask the waiter to prepare a cup of gahwa tea or –“

Bullied weakly, “no, I don't want anything.” Sighing in rough breath. “You know, Norman –“ deliberately paused his sentence, massaging his temple for a moment as if to expel fatigue. “The boy smiled at me and waved his hand before sliding towards the stairs.”

Norman was silent, he let Mr. Alatas say what he wanted to express.

“If only I had chased him faster, maybe the boy would not fall,” continued Mr. Alatas with a hue of regret painted on his face.

“I'm sorry, Sir. In my opinion You don't blame yourself too much, it's all happened and no one wants it.”

“I myself just don't know why all that bothers my mind.”

“Of course because he's your grandson, it's only natural that you think about it. But don't make you tired, because Young Master Ram will definitely take good care of him.”

Do not deny, trying to fix his seat with the position of the head still leaning lazily. Right at that moment Gerald came, but did not dare to approach. Just standing in the front room, Norman did not tell Mr. Alatas either because he heard that day his Great Lord was very angry at Gerald and his two subordinate servants.

“But a child does not bear the faults of his parents, Mr.” Norman said carefully afraid of ruining the mood of the Master. “Sorry Sir, it feels unfair if you hate him too, because he is innocent.”

Nodding,” you're right, Norman. Gerald also told me once, but I think he's just trying to persuade me to let him stay here.”

Silently, Norman sees Gerald still standing.

“About Gerald, I want you to take his place as my personal servant.”

The words of Mr. Alatas surprised Norman. The middle-aged man who still looked dashing did not expect his master to speak like that.

‘’Sorry, Sir. But I really don't deserve it,” Norman bowed.

“Did you refuse my order?” upholding his sitting position, like Mr. Alatas is taking a swing to get angry.

Shaking firmly, “no, Sir. I only –“

“I don't want to know, from now on you're in charge of replacing Gerald.” Rise from his seat but Norman ventured this time to interrupt.

“Master, I beg you. Don't bet everything about yourself on me who doesn't know anything. I am just a driver, I cannot possibly replace Gerald.”

Pointing out his steps, “are you as stupid as to not want to learn?”

“It is not so, Sir. Gerald is so good at taking care of everything about your personal needs up to your business, while I? I don't understand all that, I just don't want things to get any worse. You may order anything to me, but please do not ask me to replace Gerald.” Norman's papar expects Mr. Alatas to withdraw his orders.

“Including if I fire you?” squinting his eyes cynically.

Down, not daring to answer. Norman is heavy too if he has to lose his job, this is a dilemma for him. Since then Gerald looks unbearable to Norman, but he is also unable to defend him.

“You and Gerald have been working for me for a long time. Moreover, Gerald, he is already like my own son, and he is very reliable in many ways.”

A casing of beauty enveloped Gerald's heart, but the Master didn't really hate him. All this time he always believed that behind Mr. Alatas' firm and tough attitude, his heart was actually very good, only his arrogance was more dominant and most people did not realize it.

Norman raised his face slowly. “Therefore, Sir. Let not one mistake made Gerald make all his goodness so far as not visible to you.”

Mr. Alatas was silent, in his little heart justifying what Norman had said. He was too emotional to make a decision.

“I will think about it again,” said Mr. Alatas immediately swing his steps leaving the middle room. Norman was a little relieved to see the old face slightly softened, he was sure his words were approved by the Great Lord.

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Via brought Nala into the room when Mirza was seriously receiving a phone call standing out the window. Her husband seemed unaware of her arrival. Nala who looked sleepy rubbed her face with her tiny hands. Via immediately understood what he had to do. Sitting on the lip of the bed immediately gave ASI to Nala while still watching her husband, perhaps there was something she could hear from the seemingly very serious conversation.

“Mas, who called?” Via couldn't help but be curious when Mirza was done.

“Eh, Darling –“ turned, it was true Mirza did not know Via was there. “Ramzi who called.”

“Ramzi? What was? Tumben,” cringing wonder.

Sitting next to his wife. “Arfan has just been hit, he fell down the stairs and is now in the hospital.”

Recalling for a moment, “Arfan, his son Ramzi?”

Nodding,” he skated with his baby walker, it looks like a serious injury because it just came out of the ICU.” room

“Innalallahi, pity Arfan,” reflex hugged Nala strongly, imagine if the incident befell his own son. “How are things now? Why can it be like that? Does Ram same Sofi not use baby sitter anymore?” she nodded with a sad and concerned face.

“No, they're staying at Mr. Alatas' house now. And when Sofi and Ramzi leave, they leave him with Gerald. And now –“ hangs his sentence.

Staring at Mirza demanding his continuation, “Mr Alatas fired Gerald, and Ramzi asked me to return immediately to take care of Mr. Alatas.” Mirza.

“Mas –“ reach jamari the husband. “But you can't leave mom, right? Mom needs you.”

“Iya, Darling. I also told Ramzi I can't leave mom.”

“Mas stories are all about mom's condition right?”

Nodding.

“Ramzi can understand right?”

“Yes, it looks like so. I'm sorry about him dear, if my cut was too long.”

“Kalo so I will also try to talk to Ram, he should know that caring for his own parents is much more important than anything.”

“Not done, darling. I'm sure Ram knows how to.”

He sighed, I hope everything goes well.

“Honey, our princess is asleep,” looks at Nala who looks slumbering in the cradle.

Via smiled, be careful he let go of the pu** from the tiny mouth that no longer suckles.

“Hemm, afternoon-afternoon gini looks good yes if –“

“Awas, Mas. Slide a little,” Via is about to lay Nala on the mattress.

“Tidurin there, Darling.” Pointing the box Nala on the side of the bed. “Let her sleep better.

Via according to. Mirza shifted her sitting position, but her two eyes did not switch from something that made her suddenly become omes.

“Honey, can you if –“ grabs the shoulder of the wife slowly.

“Astaghfirullah,” small screech. “Mas definitely from this saw ya?” immediately fix his precious objects and button back his clothes.

“It looks like afternoon-afternoon gini can dong we exercise for a while, mumpung princess sleep,” throw a naughty gaze, right hand outstretched caressing long hair of the lover halal.

“Umm –“

“Bent aja.” Approaching face.

“Just a minute? because I have not watered the Mas plant,” great-grandson Via, his face met with red.

Smile wider, “ times the plants continue to be watered? You're also time to be watered, right, sweetheart?”

Down, hide his smile. It was an old marriage but still a shame. Humane right?

Grabbing the chin of the gentle wife to lift her face slowly. The twinkling of love between the two. “Bissmilbornrohmanirrahim Allahumma –“

Tok tok tok tok

The knocking of the door from outside the room was joined by a call from a voice disperse Mirza's intentions that were already stirring.

“Mbak Via –“ call Jumilah.

Both men looked at the door of the room.

“Astaghfirullah, why did the Friday come at the wrong time anyway?” ngedumel slowly made Via smile at the annoyed look of the husband.

“Mbak Via,” Reset Friday. “There is a package nih.”

Via rhyming, Mirza toppled herself on the bed holding back the upset.

“Package from whom, Jum?” open the room door.

“Neither, Hot – hot “

“Oh, from this Hotman Bang.” Say Via after receiving it from Jumilah. “Max Yes, Jum.”

“Sama-sama , Ma'am,” passes immediately and Via closes back the door of his room.

“What package, Dear?” Mirza apparently heard the conversation earlier.

It shook its head, and gave it to Mirza who got up out of curiosity.

“Ngapain Bang Hotman use send us all packages for you?” opens with curiosity.

Tadaa …. It turns out that it contains a green tosca clutch with a sprinkling of svalosky crystals on the front.

To Adek Livia and Mirza

Thank you for hosting my brother over there so well. The case of your parents is finished, but hopefully our relationship will remain well established, and this gift is only as an eye sign, hopefully Adek Livia likes it.

Greetings, Brother Hotman Siangbolong

Mirza threw the clutch on the bed. “Ngapain he loves ginian? A really big mode for people! Really said Om Jaka, you little lawyer!” nagging held back for fear of waking Nala up.

With a smile, "Jealous yes?"

"Yes! Did you know people have husbands still in modusin?" upset and not sure his wife got a gift from Hotman. "Some of us should also give a thank you gift because he has helped his case mother.This is even back, very strange!"

"Yes have not had to snack so ah, I will not use if Mas do not like," entertain Via.

"Why should you call me adek anyway, honey? Since when was she a big sister? To adek Livia and Mirza" repeated the contents of Hotman's message in an annoyed sneering style.

Via giggled amusedly at the sight of her husband.

"Yes if it's for me the same you shouldn't give me like dong?" glancing back at that innocent object Hotman gave me. "Loves who are cake, suppose Mas can not buyin what?"

Inching closer, "still want to be dirususinnya ngedumelnya?"

"Down, Honey!"

"Keep, if the dragon is not so dong if again sprained?" via Goda.

He looked straight at his wife. "So dong, darling." hustle gently push the wife's shoulder until the two fall together.

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