HELLO, OM ...!
THE VOICE ...

Two beautiful women with socialite appearance were seen sitting face to face at a table, precisely in one of the cafes that are quite famous, which is located quite strategically in the heart of the city.

Likewise with two long-glazed cold drinks seen standing firmly on the table, each glass has not been reduced in content because it has not been plural since the beginning.

"Actually this afternoon I have an important appointment. But I choose to still spend a little time, to meet with you. O ... If you can, An, we can't finish this conversation sooner ...?"

Finding Rania's sentence that sounded quite haughty in the ear made Anya comment on the smile.

Still attached to Anya's mind, how the situation of their last meeting the other day that was impressed ended up less harmonious.

All of that happened because each of them was basically clinging to their respective arguments, while discussing about the closeness of Eros and Bella.

As a greedy woman who still wants to monopolize Eros' life, Anya tends to blame Bella even Biyan who is considered too liberating her daughter's association with Eros, a man who is still the legal husband of Anya.

While as a mother, Rania of course desperately defend on behalf of her daughter, and instead consider Eros who incidentally is much older who actually uses the innocence of Bella.

Moreover, Rania becomes very arrogant over the statement of Anya who claims that Biyan is comfortable with the closeness of Eros and Bella, because of the presence of Ayu.

Hilts!

How could Rania not be inflamed after hearing Anya's argument about all that?

"Maybe Rania's sister can guess the time yes what I want to say .." Anya kalem.

Anya knows how bad Rania is, Bella is still her daughter who of course always wants the woman to defend.

And if it wasn't for Bella, Anya would even doubt that Rania would be willing to accept her request to meet face to face.

"Oh, come on, Anya ... Want to talk about Bella and Eros again? Not tired of you, An ...?"

Glug.

Anya swallowed her bitter saliva.

Rania clearly underestimates her, as if Anya is a paranoid woman obsessed with the existence of her daughter who is milling about in Eros's life, so Anya feels jealous.

But Rania certainly would not have expected, that this time Anya not only came armed with suspicion, prejudice, and jealousy as blind as ever, but Anya successfully pocketed authentic evidence that is certainly original and indisputable.

Okay, alright.

Looks like Anya must admit it with a chest of air, that Rania's assessment is arguably not all wrong.

Fine. Anya jealous.

To any woman who is near Eros, whether it's Bella, or any other woman, because in fact, Anya always wants to be the only woman in Eros' life until anytime.

It sounds strange enough, but what you want to say Anya is like that.

Unfortunately, at this moment even Eros does not want himself anymore. But even so Anya is also selfish enough to never calm down if you see Eros happy after successfully rejecting himself raw.

"At first I wanted to sit down and talk quietly, but since Rania already had an important plan, I was not feeling well ..."

"Don't worry, I can manage the time ..."

Anya shook her hand immediately. "Here you go, sister, anyways if you think about it if I talk at length like I have already, thought brother Rania I accuse without evidence. So meningan is still better now I love the authentic evidence directly, let Rania judge her own ..."

After speaking confidently, Anya looks reached into her cellphone from the drawer of her bag, then the next second the woman looks serious about peeking at the cellphone screen.

"What evidence?" rania asked as if she could not wait for the real action of Anya.

Anya looks to lift her face with a faint smile.

"Everything I've sent to WhatsApp contact Rania. Please check yourself ..."

Rania looked at Anya in a moment, but several times the sound of a series of WhatsApp notifications coming from her Hermes bag on the table, could distract Rania just like that.

"Wait a minute, Brother ..."

The movement of Rania's body that was about to pull away from the back of the chair was interrupted, because the voice of Anya suddenly interjected.

Instead of directly talking, Rania instead watched Anya who sipped her cold drink first until almost toilet with her super duper style relaxed, as if deliberately letting Rania wait with her patience that was only as thin as tissue.

"I'd better go first, so that Rania's sister can look at all the evidence calmly ..."

Say Anya while rising from her seat, immediately grabbed her handbag that was rolled lethargic on the table.

"Bye, sister Rania, see you next time ..."

Pamit Anya with her face still filled with smiles.

"Oh yes, sister, by the way, if later if Kak Rania needs my help, I hope Brother do not hesitate to contact me well .." Anya kerling again full of meaning, I hope you will not hesitate to contact me, before the woman drifted away and completely disappeared from the face of Rania, who could only stare at Anya's departure without any meaningful response ...

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The day began near evening when Ayu's steps swung down the corridor, going to the front parking area of the campus where Pak Yos used to wait for his return so faithfully.

The schedule of Ayu's activities today is quite solid, but fortunately all these activities are still around revamping the material so that Ayu's activities are only struggling in the lecturer's room, from morning until it does not feel like the day is starting to go up in the evening.

Still, while stepping in Ayu's hand, he looks reached into his cellphone from inside a bag that is draped on the shoulder.

Ayu was about to check in case there was a chat or even a phone call from her heart that was missed, because all day it seems like Ayu's phone is so picky, not as usual.

"I guess Om Biyan is really busy? Pantes aja canceled home .." sigh Ayu Iirih full of disappointment, so realized he did not find any notification on the surface of the screen of his phone.

No chat as usual ...

There were no phone calls ...

Especially video calls ... There's nothing!

Weird ...

Even throughout the day Ayu often stole the opportunity to contact Biyan's phone, only the voice of a mobile operator woman who was always heard, informing that the intended number was outside the service area.

Chat sent Ayu was boro-boro dibales, read was not because it still tick one.

'Om Biyan, how can you do this whole day not miss Ayu at all ...? Though Ayu kangen half dead ...'

Ayu bathe in the gamang.

Verily Ayu could understand that Biyan could be very busy.

But realizing that the man can ignore himself for a full day, inevitably Ayu's bathin still filled with deep sadness.

Since yesterday Ayu was very sad, when Biyan told him that he did not come home today according to the original plan, because one and another things that must be handled by the man first.

"Maybe Om can only go home in the next few days, Ay, until all Om has to do here is done all ..."

That was the answer Biyan gave, while Ayu asked when exactly Biyan came back.

'In the next few days ...?'

'Indeed Om Biyan did not feel if the count of a few days was long enough ...'

It felt like Ayu wanted to protest at that time, but shame prevented her mouth from outlining all the longing that seemed unbearable.

Daydreaming Biyan along the way, making Ayu did not expect if it turns out he had reached the side of the car parked right under a fairly shady acacia tree.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yos, it must have been a long time ago ..."

Ayu said as soon as his body crashed perfectly on the seat of an expensive car, which for several days has always been faithful to pick up.

When Ayu glanced momentarily at the clockwise position on her wrist, Ayu immediately nodded as if she had just realized something.

"Wadm ... It turned out to be almost twenty minutes longer than usual huh? Jeez ... Once again sorryin Ayu well, sir, Ayu so do not ngeh if it has been molested tens of minutes, because Ayu was insistent on material design so that tomorrow can already continue other work ..."

Silent.

Suddenly Ayu's eyebrows are linked, when he realized since then Mr. Yos has not responded to any of his words.

"Sir Yos ... W-why? How is it, Mr ...? Mr. Yos ... Not angry because of the slowness of the wait ...?"

Still quiet, before the end ...

"It's okay, sweetheart ..."

"Huh-uh?!"

Ayu's second-hand reflexes smothered her own mouth, so surprised.

The heavy sound ...

The voice ...

Connect ...

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