GRINNED
CHAPTER 8: The Trash

After assyar is Aunt Sari's time to go home.

"Den, auntie came home."  As soon as Zaidan came out of the room, down the stairs. And coincided with the car that Mr. Aris brought came.

"Yes, bi."

"Don't forget tomorrow comes again."

"Yes, Den."

"Sir Aris, please intersect Sari ."

"Yes, sir."

"Oh yes bi Sari, tomorrow there is already his brother Pak Aris who will stay here. To help Aunt Sari's work."

"Thank you, Den."

"Where is it, Mr. Aris." Zaidan asked when he saw that only Mr. Aris had entered.

"Still outside, sir." Answer mr. Aris.

"Send in!"

"Good, sir."

"Let's sir, I deliver bi Sari first." Then Mr. Aris went from before Zaidan.

Looking bashful, a middle-aged woman with a veil on her head, walked into the living room.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat...."

"Wa"alaikum greetings. Go in Bi."

She hesitantly entered and sat down on the living room chair.

"What's the aunt's name?"

"Roman."

"Bi Rahma, you already know the task, right?" Anyun nodded.

"I'll show you aunt's room." Zaidan drove him to the back room. There is a bed and a closet.

"Later when it's finished cleaning up please clean my room yes ....."

"Good, Den."

Zaidan left Rahma's aunt who was arranging her clothes into the closet. Sitting casually in the living room, while turning the usual children's cennels ditoton Anya. Soon Anya came down as soon as she heard the sound of upin ipin, her favorite movie.

At the end of the stairs, he saw someone in the kitchen. There was fear on his face. Immediately ran towards his father's lap.

"Dad ...." Zaidan was surprised to see Anya who was galloping towards him with fear. Almost hit the table.

"What's the matter, baby?" He hugged his daughter with warmth.

"That's who?" While his finger pointed at bi Rahma who just came out of the room and walked towards them.

"Which room will I clean." Confused ask.

"The upper room." Zaidan showed me the room.

"It can't be that, baby. This is bi Rahma, the one who wants to be our friend and help Anya." While tucking his forehead Anya who looks still anxious. Anya's face calmed down and smiled.

"Well, we'll call Ammah Dinda yuk !" Suddenly a crazy idea hit Zaidan's head. So that his daughter would no longer be anxious.

"Yes, Dad." Answer happily.

He took his hp and searched for his beloved Dindanya's ammah number.

"But my sister has to eat!"

"Hum..."Apparently he's been ignoring me. Zaidan smiled. The desired number has not yet appeared. His face looks very disappointed.

"There's no, Dad."

"Lha time?!"Reply tease. There is no light. His name is still hidden.

"Where, here." 

Disappointed he gave hp. I'll immediately push Adinda's name. Hp was taken.

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On the other end of the phone Dinda is still struggling with the proposal he made. He only rested for 15 minutes. That little time, it was enough to recover the energy and restore the freshness of his body. To continue the work that is still piling up. As much as possible today is over. Not to be a burden.

Dinda remembered that later tonight she also had to make a wedding cake for Miss Leli. Maybe tonight he'll stay up. But he did not complain because it had become a consequence of his workers.

Dinda did the proposal carefully. He didn't realize his phone was ringing so many times.

When I open the note. He just realized there was a phone coming in.

Ah .. from the boss. What's the matter?

Why wear vc?

Questions arise in the heart of Dinda.

Not wanting to for long, this heart was made curious, I better open it. Who knows if something important will be said.

Dinda smiled as she opened her phone. It turned out that appeared the face of Anya dear.

"Well, what are you doing?"

"Well, it's busy, baby. This is busy."

"This is what." Ask continues. Put the phone to the leptop screen in front of me. I hope he understands.

"Kok ammah Dinda play leptop like dad. Make what?" Seriously ask.

"Bikin what yes .., ah make writing." I answered without letting go of the leptop.

"What's he eating yet?"

"Not yet."

"Eat first, baby. Not to get sick."

"It's eating again." There was a whisper of someone from the phone I was holding. The boss followed suit as well. Batinku grumbling ....

"Yes, Ammah. It's eating the same dad."

"Continue eating first yes, so as not to choke." Reply dodged.

"God too. To be healthy."

It made me smile at the answer I was given. His smart and intelligent talent is increasingly visible. Anxious taste. I want to pinch it but baby we're far apart.

"Oke .. later we talk again yes, ammah finish this job first. So that the restaurant can be opened soon. And we got a lot of money." Oops ....

"That father is, Ammah."

"Yes, Anya." Answer's short.

Hemmm, make this heart of your ammah, My sweet

"Now hang up the phone, tomorrow I promise to make a delicious cake for Anya." I really can't bear to end this conversation. But what's more, the person behind Anya makes it uncomfortable.

"Dad wants the cake too, Ammah." Start making a slumber. She is posing behind Anya. Just ruined my view.

"If it's for Dad, pay." My canda.

"Say ammah that I pay for it." Samar I heard his words. I saw on the screen he looked back.

Just answer, "Okay ammah will be paid by father 100 times .." he said softly while laughing. Makes me more fun.

"Ok Ammah's. I'll be paid 100 times." Anya repeated her father's annoying words.

"Yes ... " I pretend to be happy.

"Thank you, Ammah. Happy working. Don't forget the cake. Anya wait for tomorrow. Don't forget about me, too." Both are waving their hands. End the conversation by this afternoon.

Dinda shut her phone and continued the work that was slightly delayed by the pleasant distraction, from princess Anya.

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Not finished eating, Anya has started to sleep on the sofa.

"Well, before going to bed, brush your teeth first .." said Zaidan.

Lazily he followed his father's words. Go to the bathroom and brush your teeth. Then he threw himself beside his father. On the sofa in the middle room.

While Zaidan let his daughter fall asleep, he headed to his study and returned with a leptop. To check the incoming emails.

"Bi Rahma" Call Zaidan when you see bi Rahma coming down the stairs.

"Yes, Den."

"Can make me some ginger milk."

"Yes Den, I made it." soon bi Rahma passed to the kitchen.

Soon, he returned with a nap containing Zaidan's order. And put it on the table.

"This sir."

"Thank you, Bi."

"Together." He answered as he passed from that place.

Zaidan did not move from his leptop and only stopped when the Adhan reverberated, it was time to pray.

He finished his work and lifted Anya who had fallen asleep into his room.

Then he stepped forward. Meet his security guard and invite him to pray Isya' congregation, at the mosque beside the house. He entrusted Anya who was sleeping hard to bi Rohma.

"Pak Tata, Mr. Aslam, let's pray congregational prayer."  Take Zaidan to his 2 guards. They follow the call. Zaidans. The two then took ablution water and entered the musholla. And get Zaidan in the middle of sunnah prayer. Both of them perform sunnah prayers themselves.

"Sir Aslam, qomat." Zaidan's orders.

After the prayer is completed . and continued by praying, Mr. Tata and Mr. Aslam whispered. Of course it's curious to Zaidan.

"What's up, sir?" Ask Zaidan.

"Sorry sir, this afternoon the madman will enter this house. But I suspected whether he was really crazy or pretending to be crazy. We can't conclude." Said Mr. Aslam.

"Then?" said Zaidan,

But Mr. Aslam stopped telling stories and looked like he wanted to scream.

"So much sir." Immediately Mr. Aslam jumped up and ran out. Looks like there's a shadow of someone jumping over the fence.