Please Let go of me
Chapter 44 - Zahra Cake

The opening ceremony of the Sacred cake shop, named Zahra Cake, took its last name. A smile expands because so many enthusiastic people want to go inside and taste the cake or bread made. The place is not too broad, just a minimalist design is an attraction to attract consumers.

Suci immediately grabbed the scissors that had been decorated using a blue ribbon, wanting to inaugurate the place by inviting just a few people. Tini and Mirza are excited to come and see her new store, they love a cake shop that is very indulgent to the eyes.

Sacred wailing when not seeing husband and also honey, a little to make him disappointed because not present in terms of importance. "Where is Zufar? Did he forget that today was special to me. Siska's not here either, maybe they're spending some time together." Her inner self that reduced the smile on her face, grew more moody when her husband did not take part in the event.

It even makes Suci not want to cut the ribbon, but he also does not want to make others disappointed and spend time opening his shop. Tini immediately went forward to ask him to cut the ribbon, the inauguration of a new shop from his son-in-law. Immediately he advanced forward, holding the hand of the son-in-law to inaugurate. "No need to think about it, just cut the ribbon. Mama is here and supports your decision" he said with a smile. 

Saints immediately smiled and cut the ribbon, praying that his efforts would pay off. Some visitors were very enthusiastic when the ribbons were cut, they applauded festively. "Thank you for your free time, for today you can taste the cake for free." 

Hearing the word free, of course, the people who participated in enlivening the event were very happy, could taste a very delicious cake. 

"Congratulations to you, dear." Tini hugged her daughter-in-law for a split second, then let go.

"Good thanks, Ma."

"I'm sorry, honey, Mama can't take long. There are socialite friends, "honestly Tini who still took the time to attend.

"Yes Ma, thank you for participating."

"Together, Son." Tini immediately left the place.

Mirza and Suci's gazes came into contact directly, but no one intended to begin with. He saw the man's back following Tini, becoming the mother's driver and delivering to the socialite rally.

Suddenly, the ringing sound of a cell phone coming from inside the small bag that was carried by Saints, he immediately picked up the phone when he found out who was calling him.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"I'm sorry, but Zufar and I couldn't attend."

"May it work."

"Hem."

The phone connection was accidentally cut off unilaterally, Sacred was a little confused. But a few seconds later I understood, if Siska sent a photo of her together in bed with their husband.

He held onto his chest which was a throbbing pain. "So he sent this just wanted to show off?" he muttered after seeing the contents of the message sent by his mad sister.

Quickly, she wiped away the tears and walked into her new store, forgetting everything she had just seen on her phone screen. 

"There's no point in me crying, it's worth it because they're a couple. I better distract myself, and start growing the business to grow." He muttered inwardly, determined to encourage himself.

Suci showed a smile on his face, serving the customers enthusiastically. Unknowingly, there was a pair of eyes watching him.

"On a special day, her husband wasn't there?" smirking Simon in the car, the feeling was very painful to see the woman who was seen earlier crying, as if she also felt the same thing.

Simon fixed his coat, got out of the car and set foot to get inside the store. He came alone, eager for him to bring Rasidha along with him, but did not want if the secret that had been kept would be revealed. No one knows if, he is Zaid, the sacrificial man who covered his face. For a while he had been hiding his identity, a situation that made it impossible for him to bring together Saints and his adopted daughter who was only five years old.

"I think I'm late."

Sacred immediately turned her head to the origin of the voice, she was a little surprised because a man was behind her. "No problem, please sit down!" 

Simon smiled looking for an empty chair, actually he did not like the crowd. Merely, he had come to see the Sacred state. A condition of constancy, for the satisfaction of the longing that surrounds him.

"Here's the cake, just taste it and tell me what it's like. Today, eat without paying for it. Oh yeah, I can't linger. Excuse me!" the Holy Chirp made Simon surprised to not expect, thinking that the woman in pink hijab was very quiet. 

"I just found out now, it turns out he's very chatty. So adorable!" simon murmured with a smile as he fed his mouth with the Holy-made cake. "It's so delicious" she said, continuing to feed her mouth without stopping, enjoying every spoonful of cake that went into her mouth.