
...CHAPTER 48...
...Humiliation Farah...
"Keyla went to class first, Auntie..."
"Yes Key!"
Keyla ran into her class. That morning Rubi was the one who drove Keyla to school. Because suddenly at dawn Lyra suddenly did not feel well, her body temperature was high and at nine o'clock in the morning Raffa also had to go to work out of town.
Rubi walks into the school cafeteria, buys drinks and snacks for her to snack on her own while waiting for Keyla's break. After buying snacks, Rubi looks for a seat to relax. Rubi picked up the phone in her bag which suddenly just rang loudly.
Rubi scrunched his forehead to see a number he did not know calling him on the screen of his android phone.
"Yes, hello... Who's this?!" sapa Rubi asked.
["Can we meet for a minute, I'd like to have an important talk with you."]
"I'm sorry but who is this with?"
["I'm waiting in the park, right now! You'll know who I am!"] replied a woman across the phone in a sniffy tone.
Rubi was shocked, because the caller immediately hung up again.
"Who the hell is he? There is no such thing as courtesy. In a good question even hung up rough his phone!"
Rubi breathed in rough breathing, then put his phone on the canteen table. Then chew cheese-flavored potato chips into his mouth.
"Bodo is very, I thought. Rumble along to come! Who does he belong to, not knowing him?" skink.
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Lyra gets out of bed. He ran to the bathroom and spewed out the porridge he had just eaten.
His body is really weak. In addition to his head dizzy, Lyra also always feels nauseous when eating something.
"Darling, did you cancel today's service?" Raffa was worried that he would not have to leave his sick wife.
Lyra shook her head. "It's okay, Mom... Go, your service is more important" said Lyra lirih, her face looks more pale. Because again the new food he swallowed must be wasted again.
Lyra lay back in bed after drinking the warm water that Raffa gave her.
"But you're sick like this, Mas take a check to the Doctor first yes..."
"Mas, I said no need. Better Mas quickly check again the equipment for his departure now to Bandung. Later I can have bad luck... The car that picked me up also came."
"But Mas also does not want, if you leave you in this state..."
"Let's just not worry Mas, here will be Mother and Rubi who will nemenin me. Let's quickly leave, Mas's pickup car is also waiting for it..."
Raffa breathed a heavy sigh. Confused actually, between having to take care of his work but do not want to be far from the wife, whose condition is not healthy.
"Yes if that's what you want, Mas go first... But you promise, there's nothing on Mas's phone. Continue if you want to ask for something, call Aunt Sumi or Rubi yes." he said.
"Yes Mas... Don't worry.." nodded Lyra smiling.
Raffa smiled softly, then kissed his wife's deep and gentle forehead. "You're good, baby, I love you." he said, stroking Lyra's left cheek and then peeping the back of his wife's hand.
"I love you too Mas Raffa..."
Raffa got up from his seat and picked up the suitcase near the bed. That day he will be back in service for two weeks.
Raffa left in a company car, after leaving a message to Bi Sumi to look after his wife. And say goodbye to her mother.
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"What the hell did he want to call again!"
"Halloo!"
["Why not come too?!"]
"Hey, I asked you! Who are you? It's as if I'm meeting you!"
["Heh the widow of gatel. I'm Farah! Don't you recognize my voice?"] mean it.
"Mb-Bak Farah?!" ruby face immediately nervous.
"Ba, all right, ma'am... Rubi's there now..."
Rubi nodded, his face suddenly pale. It turned out that the one who called him from earlier was Farah.
"Well, did Farah want to see me?!" he muttered as he held his phone in front of his chest.
Without thinking any more, Rubi quickly boarded his car and went to the Park. Only a few minutes he arrived.
Sure enough, Rubi saw Farah already standing back and forth near the fountain. Get out of the car and get to him.
Farah stared cynically at Rubi's arrival.
"Mr how's it going?" Rubi asked while wanting to shake Farah's hand, but Rubi's greeting was even in Farah's position.
"I don't want to make small talk with you. Just get to the point." he said as he clasped his hands staring hard at Rubi.
"Em, what do you want me to talk to?" rubi asked, pulling his hand again which had been stretched out.
"I'm just asking you to stay away from Fadil, my sister. I don't like watching you tease her!" his orders.
"Tempting?! Sorry Ma'am yes, but Rubi does not feel tempting Kak Fadil really..."
"Huh, don't I know if you like my sister?" his pedicab.
Rubi's face flushed with embarrassment, because of Farah's loud voice. Rubi glanced around the park. Fortunately, there were only a few people in the park. Because that day is not a holiday.
"Let's answer, you like my sister, don't you, Rubi? Huh, don't expect you to date my sister. Ask for more of everything than you. You self-conscious dong, Fadil is bujang ya fit the same virgin. Not your widow!" Farah pushed Rubi's shoulder rough.
Rubi gasped in surprise, his eyes rounded wide staring at Farah. "What does Farah mean?"
"Is it unclear how I speak? You're a widow, Rubi. Everywhere the widow is not! The proof is not over your idah time you decetin my brother Fadil! Basic insignificance!" meaning again.
Plaaac
Because he could not stand Farah's insults, Rubi spontaneously slapped Farah.
"That's enough! Enough I heard you insult me I kept Ma'am! Do you think I want to be a widow? Ma'am doesn't know what I've been through all this time, so don't be a vigilante without knowing the cause!" his jolt. "Just calm Ma'am, Rubi will not deketin again Kak Fadil. Rubi knows himself, Rubi does not deserve him... Excuse me!" emphatically.
Rubi stared at the bead of Farah. He does not care even though Farah's age is above Rubi and his older sister Fadil whom he must respect. But Farah's attitude this time has been outrageous according to Rubi and he must never warn.
After reminding Farah, Rubi turned to leave. He ran to the parking lot and got into his car.
Farah held back her emotions, rubbing her still hot cheek from Rubi's slap
"How dare he slap me!" the upset.
Seriate....
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