Mr Love Love
Confident Friends

Today was quite a tiring day, I felt like I wanted to go home and throw my tired body in bed. Unfortunately I can't do that because I promised Fatimah that I would visit her big house. More than that, I miss my beautiful niece, Meyda Noviana Fazila.

Ting.Tong.

Ting.Tong.

Many times I pressed the doorbell, no one came and opened the door for me. What am I supposed to do? Should I go home? Just turning over the body was about to leave, suddenly the door was opened from the inside.

The middle-aged art showed off a smile, I'm sure he came from the kitchen because the apron he used explained everything.

"Non Sabina? Miss sudang is coming?"

The middle-aged art was trying to grab the fruit that was in my hands.

"Mbok apologise, Non. Mbok was busy in the kitchen, the other maid was busy upstairs. Mr. Alan asked them to tidy up the reading room."

"Reading room? You mean, uh, Alan's brother is home?"

"Yes, Non. Master is at home. This morning after you left for the office, Miss Fatimah complained of pain. We were all very panicked, inevitably we had to call you to come home soon.

You go home in a hurry, you even decide not to go back to the office and choose to work from home." Said the middle-aged Art standing in front of me, he explained at length.

"Where is Fatimah's sister-in-law?" My eyes glare in all directions looking for a person I respect very much, my sister-in-law and my best friend, Fatimah Azzahra.

"Miss Fatimah is in the back garden, he said he felt crowded because that's why you take him for a walk, currently he is enjoying his free time with the Master. Does Mbok need to call Mr and Non Fatimah?"

"No need, Mbok." Said me while holding onto Art's middle-aged arm.

"Ooo yes, Mbok. If brother and sister-in-law are in the park, then where's my pretty niece?" Just keep me on again.

"Ohhhh Little miss? Little miss is in her room, she is repeating her Qur'an memorization along with ustazd."

"Don't tell my brother and sister-in-law that I've arrived. Let them spend their time quietly, I will rest in the room. If you're back, tell him I'm in the basement." My words explained, The middle-aged Art standing in front of me immediately nodded slowly.

A second later, I moved from the living room to the room I was referring to. After being in the room I actually immediately threw my tired body on the big soft bed.

"This place feels comfortable." I said slowly while hugging the bolster.

"I want to sleep!" Say it again while trying to close my eyes.

Every time I try to close my eyes, I think of Araf. She was quite nice, it was just that the strange dream that was present last night made me not want to think of anything related to her. Is it just a sleeping flower as Mama often says? Or is that a reality that is pending? I don't know the answer myself. All I know is that no matter what my relationship with Araf is, or no matter how weak the love that exists between us, I hope that this relationship will be intact to the heavens.

"I can't sleep! What am I supposed to do? I can't bother my brother and sister-in-law either." I said as I got up and sat on the sofa near the bed.

In the next slide, the portrait of Mama and Papa who look sad and happy because their naughty daughter finally found the perfect companion according to their perspective.

Perfectly?

That one word now filled my chest cavity, will Mama's expectations on my relationship and Mas Araf go smoothly? I was so afraid of disappointing my extended family, I was afraid to see the sad faces of Mama and Papa.

Glekkk!

I can only swallow saliva, on the last slide there is a magnificent portrait of Araf mas with a million beautiful charms.

His eyes are very sharp. Every time she looked at me, it felt as if I would melt in her beautiful charm.

Her brown net looked sparkling as she was smiling, I was even willing to spend my entire life just to see Araf's sweet smile. His nose is like a mountain of borders, and the fine hairs on his face add to the beauty of his face. I think only people who are in love will overestimate the state of their lover, and right now I am doing that.

Out of nowhere came the strange idea that filled my brain, I even photographed Mas Araf secretly while he was talking to Papa-in-law, and right now I was staring at his portrait happily.

"Ummi must not do anything without being accompanied by anyone. Hearing the news of Ummi complaining of pain makes Abi at the point Abi thinks Abi will be gone!"

I got up from the couch and walked to the door as soon as I heard Brother Alan speak. From the tone of his voice I am sure one hundred percent that Brother Alan still feels fear and worry, fearing if something bad happens to Brother-in-law Fatimah.

"Say there is no need to worry, it is just a common symptom that is often experienced by pregnant women. That's a sign that Fazila's sister will be born soon." Reply sister-in-law Fatimah without removing a smile from her beautiful face.

Brother Alan and sister-in-law Fatimah were a very compatible couple, they passed so many obstacles to be together, now there is no word that can describe how great the gift of God in their relationship. I am so happy to see them happy.

"Sister." I called out two beautiful figures in front of me while smiling happily.

"Hay Dek, have you arrived? Since when?Why don't you meet us in the park?" Brother Alan asked after he and brother-in-law Fatimah sat on the sofa.

"Just now, brother. I don't want to bother you, so I'm asking Mbok not to tell you about my arrival."

"Where is Doctor Araf? Didn't he come with you?" Fatimah's sister began to parse her question as soon as she saw me sitting on the sofa alone.

"Mas Araf said there was an emergency surgery at the hospital, he promised he'd pick me up once the job was done." Reply with a relaxed tone.

I chatted casually in the living room with Fatimah as soon as Alan decided to leave us. The important client called, inevitably he had to go to his study while talking, whether as important as what his job is so that he had to ask permission from Fatimah to immediately move to the top floor.

I hope that my visit this time can break the gusts that fill my chest cavity, there is no best confiding friend I have other than Brother-in-law Fatimah. He's the only one I trust to keep big or small of my secrets.

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