Genius Child: DEMI GAURI
CHAPTER 32. HARD PLAY HARD WORK

Armed with the address of the youngest son, Kamala had gone since morning with Gauri to meet Elea. Kayshan chose not to accompany them as his work piled up. He was reluctant to come because Efendi had not contacted him again.

Wanted to step over Adab but Kayshan remembered, he was trying to improve. He was not as godly as Samagaha, but thanks to the man, Kay has now learned a lot of new things.

"Near and often gather with the righteous, Kay. Like the science of perfumes, though our devotion is far below the pious but in the shaytan Allah splashes its carom."

"Yes, Sam." Kayshan is now continuing work in his room. He is preparing materials for a meeting with a new client later this afternoon.

Krieg. Cellphone's ringing.

"Assalamualaikum, dear. Daddy's still at work. It's been a kete-," said Kay greeting Gauri.

"Yahoooooooooooo! Letle go, Daddy. The catfish Oyi!" gauri's cries broke.

Kayshan got up from sitting down. His chest was pounding at the niece's words.

"Where's oma? give the phone to Oma, honey," Kayshan asked, persuading Gauri.

"Daddy's Lele, huwaaaaaa!"

"Mom, mama!" call Kayshan to Kamala, hoping her mother hears.

Kamala then takes over their call and tells Kay that Elea has left Bogor for the airport at dawn.

A flying permit and referral for follow-up treatment were pocketed so Efendi sped up the pace. The nanny did not leave any messages for the two of them making Gauri cry loudly.

"Yes already, Ma. Just go home soon" said Kayshan softly and closed the call.

Kayshan. He sat down on the chair with a feeling of emptiness. Is he too slow to make decisions. But there was no gap to enter at that time. After all, proposing to a woman when you are doing the same thing is not a mistake, Kayshan thought.

"Allahu Akbar's. Which way again? lead her if it is Elea for the servant" said Kayshan, putting her cell phone away next to the laptop on.

He closed, the right elbow perched on the side of the desk, into a finger-stool to support the handsome face of Kamala's youngest son. Suddenly brain tangled, Kay called Gery to continue her work.

The heart is in a labile state, someone knocks on the door of the room. The figure will succeed in making Kayshan's mood destroyed.

Geck. Geck. Cliics. The sound of the door on the tap and open.

"Jiang, Kay. Surprise!" a woman came in and walked towards Kayshan's desk.

Kayshan looked up, looking in the direction of the sound. "You? what are you doing here?" asked Kayshan lazily.

"Work, same with you. Today, I first entered your office building" Katrin said.

"General affair." Kayshan saw the name tag hanging in the front pocket of Katrin's blazer. "You entered the room wrong, Miss," Kay said, pressing the intercom button.

Cliics. The door opened again.

"Yes, Boss?" gery said, emerging from behind the door.

"Please take her down. Make sure Else, educate, watch her well, and teach courtesy so that this woman does not go to a room that is not her jobdesk area," Kay told Gery, not looking at Katrin.

"What, come on, Kay!" katrin lamented, hoping Kayshan softens with company rules.

"Okay, Boss ... Come on, come with me, Miss!" gery said, forcibly pulling Katrin's arm.

"Kay! never mind ... Last but me!" the thrill was reluctant to leave Kay's room.

Hufft.

Kayshan slumped down, leaned against the chair and turned it against the window. He pressed the base of the eyebrow hoping for a brilliant idea to emerge.

"There must have been a point to this difficult .. I could have traced your whereabouts, El. Easy thing to do but reluctant, why?" kayshan murmured.

'O God, I am confident that you will give him for me. Is this a mistake?' inner Kayshan.

In a ponder, his phone notification reads. Kay ignored the sound, but soon the sophisticated device rang nonstop.

Kayshan refused to touch the object, he then looked at the height of the sky. Life seems to be impartial when humans are very enthusiastic.

The pleasures of the world are not for believers. Do not blame yourself because we will only be present in the proper portion of life.

"Ck, who the hell?" kayshan grumbled, he turned the chair again and grabbed his cell phone from the table.

"Yes, Sam. Urgent?" greet Kay.

"Mano's sick. I just asked her for a proposal and again waited for her answer ... Please replace me with Habib in the morning, will you?" samagaha across the street.

One sec. Two seconds.

"OKAY. But take Gauri, okay? Elea's gone, Sam. My son is disappointed, must be fussy all day," Kayshan complained to his best friend.

Sam said something that made Kayshan smile. It's a silly sentence but it's true too.

"Don't overthingking first, Bro .. bring ajalah, make your fortress as ahwal among the sayyids. Gauri kek cctv Elea, definitely can keep your view and fitrah there. Don't forget, ask for prayer from him," said Sam. (not a descendant of the heat)

Kayshan accepted the friend's request. Itung-itung adds to the teacher and refreshes, distracting the disoriented figure of Elea.

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Almost overnight Kay persuaded Gauri to sleep, began to read books to invite prayer witir but his efforts failed. The toddler always mentioned Elea's name, saying this and that until Kamala got tired of hearing it.

Gauri fell asleep after Kayshan held her nephew, lulling him to midnight.

Next morning.

Gauri was very excited when Kayshan said he would take her away. He wanted to try wearing clothes like Elea.

"Daddy, Oyi's wearing like a cat?" gauri said, still yawning and rolling with bolsters in Kay's room.

"Yes don't have any game yet. Later home study we buy, yuk. So, now wear long-sleeved shirts and trousers first. We buy an instant hijab at the front shop, hopefully there is," Kayshan said, stretching out her arms asking Gauri to take a shower.

When both are ready. Kayshan exited the room and was again shocked at the presence of someone.

"For Kay, Gauri. Where are you taking onty, huh?" katrin said, greeting the two at the dinner table.

Kayshan stared at Kamala's guard, his mother must have incited the spoiled girl's speech. "Ma! how is that, anyway?" kayshan's reprimands don't like Kamala's attitude.

Kayshan was silent, he glanced at his nephew who had tightly hugged the uncle's neck, a sign Gauri was reluctant to stay or greet Katrin.

"I have breakfast outside." Kayshan breezed away.

"Kay, loh. Poor Gauri," cried Kamala but ignored Kayshan.

"Follow!" yelling Katrin after them, she even forgot to say goodbye to Kamala.

Kayshan refused, letting the girl get in her car and leave the house.

Along the way, Katrin relentlessly tried to get Gauri to talk even though the toddler locked his mouth tightly. Even when they were down for breakfast, none of the uncle and nephew couples responded to Katrin's rant.

"Hey! oh, how you guys," Katrin murmured.

Silent. Kay and Gauri are alone.

The car continues to drive to its destination. Take the Jagorawi column and exit at the Parung toll gate to the Majlis Habib Muh in Jampang.

Kayshan pulled over the car as it began to enter the boarding area. "Down. I want to study and nganter habib to ta'lim council. If you still have adab and shame," said Kay coldly.

Katrin. He was confused, so far Kay took him and now asks him to come down. "Kay, what a tambet, lo! crazy, so far you nyuekin me and now?.. shiii-tttt!" katrin Ogat.

"Gue does not make much less ngajak lo follow. Since leaving was so," said Kayshan intend to advance again his car.

"Damn!. .. fine, you win!" reply Katrin. He pulled the lever at the door and got out of the car.

Blugs. Kay's car door, slammed hard.

Gauri grinned, when she saw the woman in minimalist clothes was finally leaving them.

Before long, the two arrived at the Majlis belonging to habib Muh. Kayshan did not need to explain because it turned out that the noble teacher had received detailed news from Sam.

"Gauri Fizva bintu Kenan Ghazwan?" habib Muh asked, as he stroked the toddler's back in Kayshan's sling.

"Aamiin's." Kayshan agreed on the many strands of prayer for Gauri from the few pious figures he would intercede with.

Before long, the car drove, Gauri on the bench of the habib and even fell asleep in his cradle. The pious people then asked about Kayshan's background because getting to know Samagaha was also a lot of other things.

"Friends SMA first, Bib .. and meet again when Sam to Malaysia super model fashion show. It just so happens that ana supports advertising the event," Kayshan honestly.

"Oh, old friend turns out ... is married, Mas Kay?" ask the teacher.

"No, Bib. Again waiting for an opportunity instead," Kay chuckled, concentrating on driving with caution.

"In Jampang many opportunities, if you want," welcomed Habib Rois to Kay and was embraced by the other two teachers.

Kayshan thanked him and asked only for prayer, because there was one name he was waiting for. "There was already a look at the teacher's daughter in Sentul, Bib. It's just that, there's no gap yet" Kay continued.

"Sentul, who? maybe ana knows him," said Habib Muh, chiming Kayshan.

Chat along the way about the figure of Kay's dream woman, became a topic of comfort and fun until Kayshan had unknowingly brought them to the destination.

Bada duhur, Kay has brought her back to the residence. Habib Muh was impressed with Ghazwan Khalid's son, although ahwal but it turns out Muhibbin, seen from the style of speech as well as the attitude of the handsome man. (lover of the descendants of Rosulullah).

Ahead of Asar, according to his intentions earlier this morning, Kayshan stopped by a children's game shop in a shophouse not far from the Habib Council. He bought three sets of clothes for Gauri.

"Daddy, same," said the toddler who had just woken up from his sleep, pointing towards Mannequin.

"okay." Kayshan took Gauri's choice, asked for the appropriate size and paid to the cashier.

Gauri's smile brightened, as if getting the medicine of yearning on Elea, she clutched tightly to the shopping bag earlier. The car drove back from the location.

When going to enter the toll gate, traffic jam. Kay's car is in the tavern and on the citizen's tap.

"Eh, what's going on?" kay muttered in surprise at the event before his eyes.

"Please take it to the hospital, sir!" pinta residents pointed at a wounded man on the side of the highway.

"Why is this, Kang?" kayshan asked as he opened the windshield.

"Attrance. Please, Sir. His wife was put down again" said one of the men wearing a yellow shirt.

"Daddy!" Gauri was frightened but Kay tried to calm her down.

Kayshan went downstairs, helped raise the victim to the backseat and asked one of the residents to come with him. He asked around the direction of the nearest hospital, before long Kamala's Toyota Alphard drove back from the scene.

Arriving at the IGD hospital. The victim received immediate first aid.

Kayshan did not leave the victim until he actually met his family. While Gauri hugged the uncle's neck, clutched tightly in a sling. He was afraid to see blood.

Kayshan's attention was diverted when his back was hit by a blunt object.

"Bad, maneh!!! responsibility!" exclaiming a woman.

Kayshan was surprised, he flipped his body facing someone who hit with flip-flops and scolded him.

"Eh, not me, Mom!" elak Kayshan took a step back as the woman was about to hit him again.

"Pokokna mah, responsibility! uing teu gableg acis, naha brought kadieu!" peek at the mother, pull up Kay's cocoa shirt.

Gauri cried, because her uncle was beaten while Kayshan did not understand the language of the region. Finally he guessed and said that it would help the victim's medical expenses.

One of the accompanying residents came to break the woman's rampage. "Patience, Kom. Akang who nolongin, not the perpetrator, ai sia!"

"Dadeuh!" Kay shook her head, leaving the woman to the cashier to pay the bill.

"Hoy!"

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...Watch the clue, yeah. Mommy will revise the dialog tags, sentences, typo etc if it is at home because losdol 1800 words....