
"He should have opened his house we live in, not even mem3nj4rakan us,"sahut Caca did not realize his mistake.
"You are stupid, Ca. Obviously he did that, who would want his house to be occupied for free? Not only the house but the money we also use to have fun by means of 1punya," said Cici.
"Once you've been quiet. Don't add to the problem" said their papa.
"Just after getting out of here, I want to go to Jakarta to sue him," said Caca excited.
"Go if you can, Ca,"he asked.
"Cici won't go alone, mama will go, too" said Sari.
"As for you, don't say Cici doesn't remind you that one day you will get into more trouble than this, don't involve Cici," Cici said.
***
Nabila arrived at his house with Raksa who was in his arms who kept whining asking papa Wahyu. Clara returned to her home.
"Assalamualaikum,"salam Nabila.
"Waalaikumssalam, have you gone home? Where are the others?"asked Ros's mother to look behind Nabila.
"Clara went home, Mom," replied Nabila.
"Well, how come home? Don't you have dinner here?"
"Clara's gonna take a shower, ma'am. The house is also not far away, Mom," answered Nabila chuckled.
"Hahaha, I forgot that we're the same as Clara's neighbors," said Ros' mother laughing.
"Maybe factor U, ma'am. So it's getting a little forgetful, "kanda Nabila.
"Maybe, too, son? Ouch... Though mother still feels young, "reply mother Ros joked.
"Hahaha, remember I already have a grandson," said Nabila chuckled.
"Grandmother? Granny Aksa gorgeous, Mom,"celoteh Raksa.
"Great grandma, son? Mashay Allah, happy to be praised by his own grandson,"that Ros's mother tickled Raksa's stomach.
"Haha... Forgive Grandma, Aksa pelut amused," said Raksa giggling.
"Nenej jinges there Raksa, has started to be smart to praise Grandma huh, son? MasyaAllah," said Ros's mother.
"Vice? Who taught Raksa the word pretty, son?"ask Nabila softly.
"Uncle Icar," replied the Raksa.
"Geez, the Emperor. You taught my son how to flirt with women, but you are still single," muttered Nabila.
"Son? Revelation isn't sleeping here tonight?"
"So, Mom. But Wahyu sir said he wanted to help the Emperor there first," replied Nabila.
"Gosh, Son. Why are you here to let Revelation come to work? Son of Revelation must not be used to such heavy work, son."
"When it's banned, ma'am. But Wahyu kekeh sir wants to help the Emperor so I resigned, Mom. This is the will of Revelation itself."
"Mother? Want to play with papa,"rengek Raksa.
"Yes, Son. Patience huh? Papa again help uncle Icar."
"Mom? If you want to go to the room first, take a shower. I used to nitip Raksa?"
"Yes, you go to the room. Let me take care of Raksa."
Nabila returned to his room, before going to his original destination, Nabila first checked the ema1l that entered from the office.
"Hm... There's additional duties from the boss. Hopefully the next project goals, so that you can get more bonuses," muttered Nabila smiled.
***
"Isar, you rest first, let me continue your work."
"But, Sir..."
"Udah, sit down. Oh yeah, btw don't call sir, I feel very old. Call me that."
The emperor gawked at the man's will in front of him, "Well, sir. Uh sorry, Mas."
"Well, that's just right, Sar." Revelation chuckles.
Revelation took over the work of the Emperor. While the Emperor sat back to enjoy a snack made by his mother who was brought by Nabila.
"Mother-made snacks never fail," the Emperor murmured praising the snacks he ate, "Sir Ahmad, here rest first. There has been no rest since, "he said.
"This Emperor, if I mostly rest when this work is finished,"sahut Ahmad chuckled continuing to spray chat to the wall.
"How many days can this dry up, Mr Ahmad?"ask Revelation.
"It can be a day to two days completely dry, sir," replied Ahmad.
"If the paint is only two layers not long, sir. Moreover, the first layer is already dry, so only the second layer is left."
"Would tonight finish all the painting?"
"God can, sir. It's a stay in the room that hasn't been double-painted."
"What's behind?"
"That was morning, sir. I started from the back, painting quickly finished because using the machine and also assisted the same Mas Emperor."
"I want to continue in the room if so, Mr Ahmad?"
"Can, Sir. I'll soon lift the machine into the room."
"The front room or the second one, sir?"
"The second one, sir. Because the front is not in the paint. Want to be installed directly soundproof, he said."
"Oo, that..."
Revelation went into the room while carrying a tool t3mpur paint application prepared by the Emperor. The emperor also with ceoat following Wahyi with a tool that had been used Ahmad before there was a paint machine.
"Let's do it together, Mas" said the Emperor.
By magrib, the paint that has been mixed is also exhausted. They take turns cleaning themselves in the bathroom that has dried the paint.
They prayed together in a place that the Emperor prepared specifically for worship. After the prayer they teach swraya waiting for the prayer time isya.
"We eat first before continuing, Mas, sir," the Emperor asked after cleaning his prayer utensils.
"Yes, Sar. Come, Mr. Ahmad."
They ate in silence, mid-eating the Emperor's cell phone rang.
"Mas and Mr. Ahmad please continue eating, I want to answer the call of the house first."
The emperor swiped the green button and pointed his phone to his ear.
^^^{Assalamualaikum, mbak?}^^^
{Waalaikumsalam, Sar. You guys have dinner?}
^^^{This again eat, mbak.}^^^
{Yaudah, I thought you were still working. If the work can not be completed tonight, distop aja first, tomorrow just continued again.}
^^^{Siap, mbak. It's a little more, Ma'am. The rest of the second room.}^^^
{So. Home you guys be careful, don't be too night.}
^^^{Mbak not to worry. Isar return home with Wahyu.}^^^
{Mas Revelation? Who, Sar?}
^^^{Mas Wahyu the owner of the company where mbak works.}^^^
{Do not be presumptuous, Sar. He remains the boss mbak, do not call like that,} said Nabila riled.
^^^{Mas Wahyu himself asked to be called like that, mbak. Kasiar follow us only kok.}^^^
{As you are, Sar. You finish your food. Close first, assalamualaikum.}
^^^{Waalaikumssalam.}^^^
The emperor returned to eating his dinner the money was delayed.
"Who, Sar?"ask Revelation.
"Mbak Nabila, Mum."
"What's wrong? Is there anything important?"
"No, Mas. Mbak Nabila just reminded me of dinner," replied the Emperor casually.
"Oos... Your mother loves you, she does not want you to eat late" said Revelation.
"Mbak Nabila is like that, Mas. Sometimes chatty, "the Emperor chuckles.
"His name is also a girl, Sar. It must be chatty, let alone the same people he loved."
"Sorry, Mommy, Sir. I want to continue working first" Ahmad said after finishing his meal.
"Yes, Mr. Ahmad. Please, soon we will follow," replied the Revelation.
"I'm sorry,"pamit Ahmad.
"Come, Sar. We finish our work. With cooperation the work will be completed," said the Revelation.
"Stay, Mas. I sort this out first, "that the Emperor put the junk into black plastic and put it in front of the main door.