I Finally Surrender.
Longing.

After we finished eating, we immediately left the restaurant considering that Farhan was asleep after eating, maybe my son was exhausted so he looked so good.

I carried Farhan to the daughter's car, where the princess had already opened the car door for us.

After closing the car door again, the Princess circled the car and entered and sat behind the wheel.

I refocused my mind on one of my customers who ordered a large amount of women's clothing, so that I could quickly forget the incident at the restaurant.

Moments later the car that Princess drove arrived at our rented, I immediately got out of the car when the Princess again helped me to open the car door.

Princess did not immediately return to her contract, but she stopped by our contract first by carrying a bag containing a laptop.

"I stopped by Wid." he said, then preceded my steps, while I could only smile at my friend's behavior.how not, he tried to precede my steps while the contract key was still in my bag.

"Where's the key??." The princess reached out her hand to ask me for the key to the contract, while I could only point to my bag with my chin, because I was holding my son.

The princess then took the contract keys out of my bag.

After the Princess opened the rented door I immediately entered and laid Farhan's body on the bed, while the Princess now appears to take out the laptop from her bag.

Me and Putri are old age when Elementary School and Junior High, but my fate is not as lucky as Princess who can get an education up to college. I was forced to quit school during the second grade of High School, with a cost constraint.

As a friend of course I feel proud, when I saw him busy struggling with his work through his folding computer.I continued to pay attention to him until my friend realized, I who had always looked at him.

"What's Wid?? asked the Princess when I realized since then I kept staring at her, who was busy struggling with her laptop.

"No papa, I just feel proud to have a friend as great as you." My answer made the Princess smile at me.

"You're even better than Wid, you can support your son by opening your own business, unlike me who can only work in the company of others." that's my best friend, It is always humbling if anyone praises him, even if I praise him myself.

Hearing the words of my best friend, I can only smile, so that makes the princess back to the words.

"If we work in Wid's place, we must definitely follow all applicable regulations, including coming and going home in accordance with the time set by the company. unlike if we have our own efforts, we can rest whenever we want, without having to fixate on rules and such." hearing my daughter's explanation made me realize that sometimes work that someone thinks is so proud is not necessarily fun, and vice versa.

"Not to mention if you have a leader like the boss where I work, he is a hardworking figure.the boss always wants all his employees to finish the job on time, if not for sure the soul will struggle. moreover, my boss is a widower, of course he spends more time in the office." continued the Princess, who told about the figure of his superior.

"What is your boss that old, yes, until irritable??" asked me, who thought the Princess's superior was an old bandot who was very irritable.

While the Princess immediately laughed when she heard my guess about the figure of her superior, until I put my index finger on the lips, asking that my best friend stop laughing, he said, I was afraid that the voice of the Princess would wake up Farhan who was sleeping in the room.

"So you're so funny Wid, my boss is not that old as Wid, he's still thirty-seven years old" explained the Princess who broke my accusation about the figure of her superior.

"At first my boss had a friendly attitude.he was even very friendly to all his employees, including ordinary employees like me. but since the accident that resulted in him having to lose the figure of his wife who was very loved, he was very happy, his attitude changed one hundred and eighty degrees. Now he even acts cold to a creature whose name is a woman, so much his love for his late wife." hearing the Princess's story about her superior figure made me remember my father who was so lost when my mother died.

Maybe so loving father to mother, until my father followed exactly one and a half years after my mother died.

Remembering the figure of the father makes me miss him so much, until I hope to have a partner like my father.man who is loyal and always guides his partner to get divine pleasure.

Until my daydream about the figure of the father collapsed when hearing the phrase Princess.

"Gosh, why are we talking to my boss anyway." the Princess's words made me lift both my shoulders, a sign I was confused why we could even talk about the figure of a man I did not know.

Perhaps seeing my face that looked tired, the princess was willing to immediately return to her contract, which was only one house away from our contract.

"Wid, you better get some rest, I want to go back to my contract too!! don't forget to let me know if you're overwhelmed by customer service, let me come here to help you!!" said the Princess before she left our contract.

"Each commander." My reply made the Princess smile again before completely leaving our contract.

Before entering the room I first checked my phone, afraid there was a chat from my customer.but when I opened the phone, there were some missed calls listed there.

"Rena" I said when I saw the missed call from my sister, I became worried. Let alone the missed call from my sister not once, but five times.

"What happened until Rena contacted this much??" I murmured. Out of curiosity as to what happened, I immediately opened my green app.to send a message to my sister, because I've tried to call back twice but not connected.

When I opened my green application, it turned out that there were already some messages from Rena that I had not been able to read.

"Assalamualaikum,,, where are you now, why not just go back to our parents' house?? why can't Widia talk to Rena, if she's divorced from Hardi?." I can only sigh deeply, when reading Rena's first message. before I read the other messages.

"Mbak please answer, where mbak now we really worry about the same mbak Widia." after reading the second chat from my sister, I can breathe a sigh of relief. because from the sound of the message sent by my sister, they only worried about my situation, especially now that I only live alone with my son.

While I still want to calm down, then send a message to reply to the message sent by my sister.

"Waallaikumsalam, you don't have to worry about the same mbak, Rena, who is clearly currently in good health walafiat without anything less, as well as your nephew, Farhan." After I finished typing the message, I immediately sent it to my sister.

"Sorry Rena, instead of not wanting to tell you where you live now, you just don't want to bother you." the real me who missed my three brothers so much can only withstand the puddles of tears that are now creek in the eye.