
Tia's getting nervous when she doesn't hear from Tara.
"Don't Mas Tara have anything to do with the woman and the old man" Tia grumbled inwardly.
He was getting unsettled thinking about all that. But he was confused who else to ask. For a moment he remembered Atin, and he called him.
π±"Asalamu aleikum, Cantika?"
π±"Walaikum sallam wr. What's up, Tia?"
π±"It has been two days, Mas Tara did not come home nor was there in the office. Do you know where he is?"
π±"I don't think he's going to the office because he's with you?"
π±"So you don't know where Mas Tara is?"
π±"No, Tia."
After finding news through Atin was unsuccessful, Tia grew more panicked and agitated.
"Like a ghost, don't tell me anything," Tia pursed her lips as she snorted in annoyance.
The same thing was felt by Laraz, he was also waiting for a call from Tara. But there was no phone.
"Why did I go for days, Mas Tara didn't call me first? would he prefer that woman?" batin Laras while sighing long.
Intan who saw the anxiety Laras felt pity.
"Son, how many days is it that your face is wry and there is not the slightest smile on your lips?" Intan approached Laras while dropping his ass on the terrace seat next to Laras sitting.
"Mom, why did I leave the house even though Mas Tara did not contact me at all? suppose she doesn't care about me, at least she remembers Risky." Laras took a long breath.
"Laras, why do you still think of a man who has no heart? which has obviously betrayed you, and maybe now Tara is busy with her new wife and her baby," said Intan deliberately make Laras to hate Tara.
Intan also felt furious, when she found out that Tara had had a two-month-old baby from another woman. Intan wants to make Laras really hate Tara.
But at this time Intan has not succeeded in making Laras move on Tara.
In the morning, Tara remembers Tia and Dita. He's coming home to Tia's.
"Mas Tara, where have these three days been? not coming home, phone numbers hard to call?" Tia stared probing at Tara.
"I've been hit hard, while I was waiting for my new client. Turns out he was a fraud, because when I was given a drink. I was unconscious, all my valuables were gone - cell phones, wallets, even cars" Tara said, sighing.
"Astaghfiruloh. How then?" tia asked furrowed her brows.
"I've taken care of it, but it hasn't shown a positive result yet" Tara replied accordingly.
"Hopefully get the car back, ma'am?" tia said hoping.
"Let's go, tomorrow I'll find a car. That's all I want to use the company money first, because I don't have any money. All my cards are in my wallet, and the purse is stolen anyway. Currently all cards have been blocked so as not to be misused by the thief.
"Tomorrow I'll go to the bank, to set up a new account and all the money in the old account I'll move. I'm sorry, for these few days I'm busy," Tara let out a long sigh.
"Yes, mas. It's okay, just knowing from you, it makes me relieved," Tia smiled.
"Thank you for understanding." Tara kissed Tia's forehead.
Atin is currently lazy to enter the office. Suddenly he misses the market stall.
"Sir, I'm coming to the kiosk? this is me buying you a cell phone." Atin gives Yogi a new phone.
"Looking into the office, sir. I miss our customer stall again. Later when at the kiosk, I teach you slowly huh?" atin said with certainty.
"alright, son. How good are you. Yes let's go to the stall now." Invite Yogi to step towards the box car.
Atin aligns his steps so that they are equivalent to Yogi's footsteps.
"Sir, let me drive it" Atin said.
Atin drives a box car, while Yogi is next to Atin.
"There's greetings, son," said Yogi.
"Who from, sir?" atin asked, furrowing his eyebrows while focusing on driving.
"Our new subscription, the name of Intan." Answer the Yogi.
"No chat notification sent me, huh?" Atin furrowed his brows.
"See, he said he was worried about interrupting your work. You wonder, he knows that you are currently working in the expedition office?" Yogi furrowed his brows.
"I told him, the last time we chatted," Atin lied.
Before long, Atin and Yogi had reached the stall within the market. Atin's dress up at the office and at the kiosk was very different.
Because Atin has a talent that others do not have, that is, can imitate the style of someone. Many have even used Atin.
Atin quickly helped his father serve his servants. And coincidentally, this time Intan came to Atin's kiosk so that they could meet.
"Dam, Atin. Long time no see." Intan greeted Atin while smiling.
"Yes, Intan. How's it going? I really wanted to meet baby Adam" Atin smiled.
"What if you play at my house sometimes?" Intan invited Atin to play at his house.
Atin did not answer him immediately, he looked at Yogi as if asking for approval.
"Go, after all there is a Wanto and wanti who help. So you're not so troubled" Yogi lets Atin go to Intan's house.
Intan handed over his shopping affairs to his men. While he and Atin went to his apartment.
Just a few minutes, Atin and Intan have arrived at the apartment Intan.
"Well, your house is great. Great of you, Intan." Atin pointed his two thumbs at Intan while smiling.
"Let's go in." Intan embraces Atin, bringing him into the house.
Atin dropped his ass on the living room couch. While Intan steps inside in search of her mother's whereabouts.
"Mom, come out for a second yuk? someone wants to meet Adam and mom." Intan embraces her mother and takes her step into the living room.
When Atin saw Bu Mita who was holding Adam, he was immediately shocked. His eyes smashed his mouth flabbergasted, he immediately rose to his feet.
Atin grabbed his bag, to take his wallet. Matching Bu Mita's face with the photo in her wallet.
"Alhamdulilah, O God." Does not feel clear white bulir out of Atin eye pelupuk.
Bu Mita and Intan who saw Atin's reaction, they became astonished. Looking at each other as if asking each other.
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