
Today Sapphira was a little relieved because someone helped her to take care of the triplets, as Abizar said, this morning Anisa came early in the morning.
"Nisa, can you please help Qirani tidy up her clothes? It seems that it was not neat when used alone" said Safira, because he was preparing provisions for his children.
"Good ma'am" Anisa replied.
"Try here, mbak Nisa used to see her back dress ade sweet" Anisa persuaded Qirani.
"Masukin this is difficult mbak" pointed Qirani to the back of the shirt that is still a little messy.
Fortunately, the children could quickly accept Anisa to be her nanny during the day, because in the afternoon she would go home and would return in the morning. Sapphira had told her to stay at Safira's house so that she would not have to go back and forth to her house, but Anisa refused because she still had to help her mother at home and Sapphira was allowed.
"Abang Day and Abang Rai are neat?" anisa asked Dayyan and Raiyan.
"Udah mbak" answered both at the same time. Actually he himself still likes to exchange names, between Dayyan and Raiyan because their faces are very similar. But after Sapphira told him to pay attention to the birthmark in the temple of Dayyan then he understood and could distinguish between the two.
"Kids, are you ready? if we have breakfast together" asked Safira.
"Udah ma" answered the three children.
"Nis, please enter the box where they eat into the bag, yes, let their drinking water carry each of them" said Safira showing the paper bag next to the empty seat.
"Good ma'am" Anisa replied.
As Anisa was about to leave the room, Sapphira called out to her.
"Where are you going Nisa? Let's have breakfast together" Safira asked.
"Sorry mom, but it's not polite" Anisa said slowly.
"Non-polite why? Come here to sit together" Safira said in a pushy tone.
Anisa also stepped towards the dining table and took breakfast there, they had breakfast quietly without any fuss from the children.
"Kids are calm yes ma'am, eat it in peace" said Anisa who was finished with her meal.
"Maybe it's because there's a new person, so they're calm. Wait until they really feel comfortable with you, they will show their true nature" Safira replied while taking care of her three children.
Today Safira will take her three children to meet the headmaster there, and will only return when her children start class and will be waited for by Anisa.
"Well, the children of beautiful and handsome mothers yes" praised the homeroom teacher named Rani.
"Thank you Mrs Rani, please take the stone to teach my children" Safira said politely.
"Together ma'am, it will be our duty and responsibility while here, I hope the children of mothers will be at home school here and get many new friends" said Ms Rani.
"Hopefully yes ma'am" Safira replied.
After finishing talking a little with Rani, Safira also resigned. He did not forget to say goodbye to his children.
"Mama go to work first yes, you are good here and do not be naughty, according to the orders of the teacher. And then go home with Anisa ya" Safira told the children before leaving them.
"Yes ma, we will obey the teacher" replied Dayyan representing his sisters.
"Nisa, I'll go first, if there's anything to call me. I work in the restaurant building" pointed Safira at a building that is located across from TK HARAPAN BUNDA school.
"Good ma'am" Anisa replied again.
After getting an answer from Anisa, Sapphira also stepped out of the gate and walked towards the zebra cross that was at the crossroads there.
To be honest Safira was afraid to cross by himself, he deliberately waited for others to cross together.
Unbeknownst to him there was someone from the car who was watching Safira's behavior back and forth wanted to cross but was afraid, the man who had almost hit him, he said, by accident the man saw Sapphira who had just come out of the gate of the Kindergarten school.
"What did that woman do?" ask in the heart.
It was funny that he met the woman who caught his attention when he first met her, and now he sees her again just coming out of the Kindergarten school building.
"Was she married and had children?" ask yourself "It looks like I should investigate first" the man continued before he stepped on the accelerator because the traffic lights were already green.
***
Currently Safira was checking the items that would go into the storeroom of the restaurant, Safira was very focused and meticulous to check everything so he did not realize that Abizar was already beside him.
"Busy mom?" said Abizar who had waited a long time for Safira to realize its existence.
"Hmmm" Sapphira simply cleared her throat to answer Abizar's question.
Abizar who was astonished by Safira's attitude finally patted Safira softly on the shoulder.
"What the hell, not sopa-" Safira stopped when he looked back and found Abizar who was holding his chest.
"Lho, Brother. When's coming?" ask Safira wonder.
"Udah from fifteen minutes ago" Abizar replied indifferently, he felt annoyed himself with Sapphira's attitude.
"Cie, you're angry? Do not be angry bang, you will get old soon" said Safira teasing Abizar.
Abizar stared at Sapphira without blinking "Oh my god, oval face, round eyes, plump eyelashes, small nose and small, ripe lips. What a beautiful woman before me" inward Abizar.
"Abang!!!" call Sapphira right in front of her face that was puffing up looking at the face of Abizar high in front of her.
"Hmmm, huh? What's?" abizar asked as his consciousness returned.
"Oh, Brother even daydreamed. Wondered'in what the hell's a clock like this?" tanya Safira prank.
"Dreamy'in you" the reflex answer made Abizar shut his mouth. It was a shame that he said such a thing outside of his consciousness.
"Cie, cie, the boss again kasmaran" said the male workers who were transporting the goods they would process to the warehouse.
"What the hell, you guys. Just keep hauling it. Be careful if something breaks, and you have to replace it" Abizar said, threatening his subordinates.
Abizar is notoriously friendly to his men, teasing each other is the thing they usually do when outside of work hours and they will return professionals like superiors and subordinates while working.