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Azka Approach

Chapter 165

“You are great, happy to cooperate with spirit women like you. I am sure this project will be successful in your hands.”

A stocky, narrow-eyed man praised Mona's skill at negotiating their projects. His name, Mr.San, a descendant of Chinese who want to combine the style of kimono with Nusantara cloth.

At first Mr. San was difficult to get the corresponding numbers. However, Mona offers can be a tour guide, finally Mr. San agreed with the numbers given Mona.

Why did Mona know that Mr. San was interested in Indonesian tourism?

Before Mona agreed to her meeting with Mr.San, she had been looking into Mr.San's profile. Apparently this Chinese businessman is eager to visit several Indonesian tourist destinations.

Mr.San could have hired a guide and entrusted his man to find information to easily visit various places of visit in Indonesia, but Mr.San was the first time to set foot in Indonesia, he does not want to be used by people, squeezed with all the cash or the price of services and others become expensive.

Not Mr. San stingy or businessman kere, but this is about principle. For business people, even the one rupiah figure is taken into account, that's the name of appreciating business. Unless the purpose is to share, to help the small people, it is different again.

However, if to launch people who commit fraud, Mr. San will not give space. He is sensitive and selective to people who look unprofessional at work.

The plan, as long as the projects are not finished, Mr. San and Mona will meet at several tourist attractions. While diving drink water, finally. Mona can benefit from being able to continue to communicate about her project with the big boss, she also directly while on vacation.

So is it, Mr. San. The project went well, while he got a free guide as well.

Mona comes home, but she takes her secretary first. Coincidentally women too.

“Bu, can you stop by the cake shop first? I was signed by mother,” said the secretary.

“Pak, stop by the cake shop first yes.” Mona orders her driver to get off at the cake shop that the secretary shows.

***

“How is my wife Doc? My baby?” ask Purba when she sees the Doctor coming out of the delivery room.

“Thank you, Sir. The mother and baby are safe and in good health, the birth process is all smooth. Later, you can see your mother after being transferred to the treatment room yes,” said the Doctor. Then enter again to prepare for the transfer of the patient to another room.

Azkia smiled happily.  “Dad, Ade baby beautiful what's handsome?”

“Not yet know dear. We'll see together later. If mom is in the room.”

***

Gandi comes home at nine in the night, he sees Azkia still watching on her phone.

"Why not sleep?" asked Gandi, although he looked attentive, but his tone could not be soft, the question was flat.

"Before a minute, Dad," said Azkia.

Now Gandi is not too questioning what is done by his son, maybe because he feels his son already understands him. The important thing is Azkia already hates Rara, that's what Gandi thinks.

"After the film is finished, sleep spouts," said Gandi again and himself had also laid himself on the mattress floor.

Azkia had been given a quota by Gandi, because it was believed that Azkia would not have any intention of looking for her mother again. However, Gandhi's estimate was wrong. His name is a small child, his thinking is still easily swayed even though hatred is planted early on.

But the child is still unstable, which is not understood by Gandi. No matter how much he hated as a child, he will find good values from his environment so that his mindset will also change.

Azkia tried to find her mother's social media although it was difficult, because she only knew her mother's name 'Rara' a lot of who used an account called Rara.

The way of thinking that is accustomed to living independently, the level of intelligence is different from that of children who are in a comfortable environment. That is, Azkia is clever, she still makes sense when she does not find her mother's social media account.

He searched the social media accounts of his tantenya workplace store in the village, then searched for several accounts followed by the figure. Who knows if there's a name for the tant, Lena.

"Well, there's nothing. Don't use IG what?" Azkia murmured to herself.

But Azkia did not run out of sense, she diligently looked at the store's post. The store in question is like a minimarket, so there are a lot of promotional posts on the beranda.

$Hopefully there is," the first-grade boy back muttered.

Actually, Azkia is easy to just send a message on the store account, to find out the name of her tant account. However, he did not want to communicate with the aunt Azkia's destination. After all, the store admin must have told his aunt that something was coming.

It is also impossible to know that the true identity is unclear, then if it is mentioned that his nephew will be discovered that Azkia has been quietly looking for family news.

Actually Azkia just wanted to see their activities. Is it true that their father always had fun without Azkia?

Askia scrolls to the bottom and finds a post she knows, an employee in the store's identity uniform promoting a product.

"Yes right, this is Aunt Lena," muttered Azkia, she searched whether her post had mentioned her aunt or not. Often called a tag.

Grateful for the post made a tag on Lena's account, it turns out the name of the tantenya begins the number in front of her so it was difficult to find earlier.

Time showed at eleven o'clock in the evening, Azkia ended her activities on her phone. He didn't want his father's trust lost until he found out he was still using his cell phone at midnight. Azkia sleeps first, the search resumes tomorrow again.

***

"Why haven't you come home yet?" muttered Mona, as she was about to sleep on the bed.

Just now Mona wants to send a message to Purba, the door to the room is opened. Purba just got home.

"Then night's kok Mas? From where?" ask Mona.

"From the get-togethers, Ma."

"I don't think Mas will come out, if you know that come with me just meeting earlier."

"I don't want to interfere in your work, Ma. Didn't we agree we'd carry each other's names? That's not good for Mama either. Don't let anyone tell you Mama's success is because of me, too."

The ancients held Mona's talk while going back and forth, preparing for sleep. Take off the jacket, go to the bathroom, drink and other activities before completely relaxing yourself.

"Yes, too, but I'm just offering. We haven't been together in a long time, Mom."

"Yes, that's because we're busy. My mom knows the risks."

"But lately it seems like I'm lacking in spirit. I think it's different if we're ..." Mona did not continue her sentence, Purba must have known what was being discussed.

"We're both tired, Ma. Now I want to sleep, so tomorrow I can work with fresh."

"But Papa was still hanging out."

"I wasn't going out, but I was thinking about refreshing. There's something that's tripping."

Mona shut up, she's up to Purba. The important thing is to have his heart broken. Mona also seems to be uninspired. He wanted to play the night.

However, it is true said Purba, it is different when leading a company with great responsibility. When you want to rest for a moment, your mind stays with the company.

***

The next day Azka was still in the hospital, not wanting to go to school. He wants to wait for the baby brother. However, when it was nine o'clock, Azka asked her mother for permission to go for a walk.

"Where to go? He said it was nice to have a baby brother. Why even take a walk?"

"There's something I need to do, ma'am. Yesterday I met a new friend at the school I was visiting."

"Like it like a new friend? To intentionally go there. It could be Sunday."

"Yes. His people are invited to talk. So Azka wanted to have a temen, klop."

Maybe Azka's intention was to have a frequency friend.

"Take her here if her parents allow it" suggested Rara.

'Azka must have invited him, Mom, but later if he already knew that mom always misses him. For now Azka can only approach first, ' Inner Azka

"Well, what's quiet?"

"Yes, Azka will be here. Azka said yes, ma'am."

"Yes, don't be long. You're afraid there's nothing, after all grandma also wants to take care of baby sister, mother has to rest a lot."

"Grandmother did not come, Mom. Same with the driver."

"Well, how?"

"Udah ya ma'am, Azka's leaving. The drug!"

Aska saying goodbye while running away from the room, let not be invited to chat with his mother and afraid even forbidden if over time permission.

"Azka!" Rara shouted to her son, she felt anxious why dare to go alone?

Seriate....