
This morning, Alea will resume her usual activities. Start by going to the hotel, to check the situation, then go to the campus.
This time, Alea left with her personal driver, as well as her secretary and also her personal assistant. Sayangan Adilan he had to leave the meeting out of town this morning. Alea is eventually escorted by Nia.
"Mom, am I waiting or what?" Nia asked after they reached the parking lot.
The age of Nia and Alysa, 3 years adrift, older Nia. But as a subordinate, Nia still had to maintain her manners.
"Mba Nia go home first. If I'm finished, I'll tell you again." Answer Alea.
"But ma'am, later Adila sir will be angry at me. Because he said, I have to wait for Alea's mom here." Nia Bright.
That possessive husband, would definitely not allow Alea to be alone. However, Alea felt bad, if Nia had to wait for him two hours in the parking lot. Alea knew how bad it felt to wait for someone, for hours. Plus, the sun was starting to sting.
"The boss is me, not Adila's pal. So, mba Nia.just go home." While winking, Alea got out of her car, and entered the classroom.
Today, there is only one course. And it'll be finished, at 11 p.m.
When Alea walked into the classroom, it was still quiet. There were only two people sitting in the room. But the lesson should have started.
"The class hasn't started yet?" Alea asked the two girls sitting in the classroom. As a freshman, Alea had not known anyone at the time. Understandably, he came in when the lesson will be started, then after that, he will go home.
"The lecture did not enter. So it's just a task. You don't open a class group?" Answer the woman.
"Class group? Haven't yet. I'm a freshman for that."
"Oh that. Yes, here's your phone number, let me get into the group." The woman gave Alea her phone.
Without waiting for long, Alea immediately wrote down her mobile number, on the woman's mobile phone.
"It's mba. My name is Alea." Alea said and gave the phone back to the owner.
"Gue Prita, this is Vira. Hello to you." Replied the woman named Prita, holding out her hand.
"Alea. Greetings to know too. Bye the way, thank you, I told you about the class. This is the invitation to come in." Alea brightly, while focusing on her phone screen.
"Together." Both are compact.
After settling down, getting acquainted and talking briefly with his two new friends, Alea was ready to go home. As he walked to the parking lot, he only remembered that Nia his assistant, he had told him to go home. And Alea couldn't possibly have told Nia to come back to pick her up at the college.
With no other choice, Alea took a taxi, which happened to pass in front of her campus. Today, there is no schedule that is so important in the hotel. He checked it all this morning. Everything is safe under control.
"Where is this mba?" Ask the taxi driver.
Alea was silent for a moment. If he came home, he would be bored because he was alone there. Although there were three house assistants, but the three of them were like keeping their distance from Alea. Maybe they were not good with Alea as an employer. Just her mom's apartment, the only right choice.
"Apartmen boulevard sir." Answer Alea.
"Good mba." The driver nodded his head, a sign that he understood Alea's words.
The journey from campus to his mother's apartment was quite a long way. It's almost an hour's drive. In addition, with the traffic jam of the city of Jakarta, which never stops. Until finally, the journey arrived.
"Mom, it's Lea." Shouted Alea while massaging the bell many times.
Clattering footsteps from within, it began to sound closer. Not long after, her mother popped her head from behind the door.
"You? Who do you think." After making sure that he was his son, his mother opened the door wide.
The smell of the apartment that morning, made Alea rumble. Ever since she left the house, Alea had never tasted her mother's cooking again.
"What mom cooked?" Ask Alea.
"Chicken soup. Your sister, had a fever this morning. Maxain went to school. He said there's a repeat." His mother replied and went back to the kitchen.
His mother's cuisine, though very simple, is not as luxurious as the restaurant food he always eats with Adila, but has a distinctive taste. It could be said, his mother's cooking was the most delicious food he had ever tasted.
While watching her mother cook, Alea chose to sit at the dining table. Apartment building has not changed. But a little cleaner.
"Where is Ijah?" Ask Alea again.
"For his sick son. He's on holiday this week. That's why I'm cooking again."
"Oh that. So you're both here? Not afraid of the same altitude?" Ask Alea. From a long time ago, his mother was a phobia at heights. While the apartment was above the height, not like a house in general.
"Your sister is happy. Here is his swimming pool. There's also his basketball court. So yes, I'm just brave." His mother replied, putting a pot of soup on the dinner table. The money is really very tempting. Alea was impatient to taste the chicken soup.
As usual, Alea's mother prepared a plate of food for Alea. A habit that never changes. Alea is now married.
"Eat a lot. You're rich now." Said mother.
"Without how thin, the food is strange. Which Leah never ate at all ma'am." Alea replied while devouring her food.
Ibi Alea got up from her seat, went to the room, and returned with a white envelope.
"That's what mom? Do you want to give money to Lea?" Ask Alea.
His mother breathed a heavy sigh, then opened the envelope, which turned out to contain a photo. He then shows a photo of Adila with Alvi when engaged.
Alea almost spewed out her food, out of shock. Where did his mother get the photo.
"This is Adila's wife?" Ask Alea's mother. His eyes began to glaze over as if holding back his cries.
"Where did you get this photo?" Javan Alea's.
His mother gave him a piece of paper, which was also inside the envelope. He gave it to Alea.
The photo was sent by Alvi. She claims to be Adila's legal wife, giving Alea's mother a preewedding photo.
"You took people's husbands? Why are you doing that? You should know, like the pain your mother betrayed your father."