I'm taking back mine
Unaccepting

They arrived at 10pm in an online taxi. The goods were handled by the Emperor. Except for the closet, the child's bed and the child's dining chair are sent by the store tomorrow afternoon.

"Sir, where's this?"

"Put it on the couch first, Sar. Ma'am wants to wash his clothes first Raksa."

"Son, the laundry business let the mother settle down. You have a meeting tomorrow, so you better get some rest" said Ros's mother.

"But, Mum..."

"There's no buts, the mother at home has no job. Tired of sitting all day."

"Huuffs... Okay, Mom. But if you're tired, then you need to rest. Your health is more important than anything."

"She, I'll take care of your health. Udah, now bring Raksa to the room and you also sleep," said Mother.

"Yes, Mom. Don't wash it tonight, ma'am. Tomorrow," said Nabila worried.

"He Nak. This is I just want to take it back."

Nabila headed to his room carrying Raksa who had been sleeping since on the way home.

"Son, I'm sorry mom. Mom can't hang on with dad" muttered Nabila looking at her son.

Nabila got up and opened his laptop, checking the ema1l sent by the Galactic assistant. He studied the material to be delivered in front of the client.

"This is the file" muttered Nabila when he found what he was looking for.

About 2 hours Nabila staring at the screen. His eyes have begun to narrow because too long staring with a laptop screen with minimal room lighting.

"Bismillah... Hopefully tomorrow's meeting runs smoothly," muttered Nabila while closing the laptop.

Nabila stretched his muscles that felt stiff, "Oh Allah, it was midnight. I'd better go to sleep, hopefully I can wake up soon tomorrow," muttered Nabila laying down his body near his son.

***

The next morning, Nabila is now ready and will soon leave. Just waiting for the online t4ksi in the message.

"Son! Don't you go together, Clara?" ask Ros' mother.

"No, Ma. Today I didn't go straight to the office."

"Who? said there was a meeting?"

"Meeting isn't at the office, ma'am. This is Nabila going straight to her meeting place."

"Ooh yasudah's. You be careful, hopefully good business."

"Aami... Thank you, Mom. Never get tired of praying for this mother's child," said Nabila.

"Without you saying, I will always pray for my children." Ros's mother rubbed Nabila's shoulder.

"Mba! That's the taxi coming" the Emperor shouted from outside.

"Yes... Bentar," said Nabila.

"Mom, Nabila said goodbye." Nabila meng3cup the back of his mother's hand, "Assalamualaikum," he continued.

"Yes, Son. Waalaikums."

About an hour away, Nabila immediately entered the place that has been determined by the Galaxy. A vip room that has been reserved by Ikhsan.

"Galaxy sir has not arrived yet" muttered Nabila sighing in relief when he saw the room still looks quiet.

"I have come, Ms. Nabila," said someone from behind Nabila.

"Eh, Mr. Galaxy... Sorry," said Nabila looked down politely when faced with his boss.

"Hmm," replied the cold Galaxy.

"Please sit down, sir."

"Mother Nabila is ready for today's presentation?" ask the galaxy without expression.

"God willing, I'm ready, sir," replied Nabila steady.

"good. Make sure there are no mistakes."

"Ready, sir."

"Sit down" said the Galaxy.

"Y-yes, sir," replied Nabila.

***

Elsewhere in Pontianak. A family that must be mend3kam in s3l tah4nan because of their own actions.

"Sam, think of something so that we can get out of here" muttered the mama Samudra.

"Ma, can you just shut up? Sam was dizzy again," said Samudra annoyed.

"I'm going out, Mom. I don't feel at home here, can't shop, hangout with friends" said Caca.

"Ca, Quiet!" papanya.

"It's all because of Mama's idea, we're here. Had Mama not paid people to mengul1k Raksa surely our lives would have been safe until now," said Samudra.

"What did you say? Is it mama's fault? This is all because of your stingy wife, Sam," Sari cried.

"But not to mention that, right, Ma? Many other ways," said Cici.

"So now you're guilty of mama? Remember because your mama can live in that luxurious house without spending money to buy it," said Sari, mama Samudra.

"It is certain that now the house has been controlled by the wife of ma Sam," said Cici pouting.

"It can't be abandoned, it's our home. No one can stay without my mother's permission" Sari chanted.

"Ma? The voice of Mama. Speaking of the house, did Mas Sam take his certificate in the hands of mbak Nabila?" ask Cici.

"If you do not hold the certificate, because when making a payment at that time, the name of ownership has not been changed. So, the certificate is still in the previous owner. "

"Keep after deceiving mbak Nabila, Mas did not immediately take care of the certificate?" ask Cici.

"No, where did you think to get there. At that time mas only made an effort so that Nabila did not meet the person."

"But Mas Sam still failed, because Mbak Nabila holds the certificate now," said Cici annoyed.

They all rounded their eyes in shock at what Cici said.

"What do you mean, Ci?" ask Sari.

"Where do you know that?" ask Samudra's.

"The wife of Mas Sam himself who said when he came home took Raksa," replied Cici cuek.

"God... How could Nabila do this? Why did he know everything" Samudra said.

"Where is this, Sam? It's our home, Nabila can not take the house," said Sari lamented his fate.

"How else, it is indeed the house of Nabila," replied Samudra resigned.

"It can't be that, Sam. For several years we lived in that house, it means we own the house," said Sari did not accept.

"Already, Sari. That is not our right. Even if you sue the house, we will not win" her husband said.

"Can't! I will sue Nabila," Sari denied.

"How'd it go? While we're all in here, Ma!" squeak Caca.

"Mama has the power to do that? If you talk about it, you have to think about it, Ma," said Cici kalem.

Sari shook her head strongly, still not accepting if the proud house that had returned to the real owner.

"We have to think of a way to get out of here" Sari said, then stood holding bes1.

"Sir, please release me. I want to go home to my luxurious house!" pekik Sari's.

"Shut up!" snapped guard.

"I want to get out, let me go," cried Sari.

"Ma! Don't yell like that. Everyone is staring at us, Ma" whispered Caca.

"No, Ca. Mama won't stop until they set us free" Sari argued.

"Mama, quiet dong, Ma. Later our punishment is even added," said Cici.

Sari did not comment on Cici's remarks.

"Please me... I want to go home. The woman will take my house," cried Sari already like a kes3t4nan person.

"Cari... Quiet down!" the snapping of her husband made Sari go silent.