
Work hours are finally over, Sarah and Wita go home together.
"Hows it? Cape doesn't work in the field?" ask Wita. "Isn't that bad?"
"So, it's better in there anyway because the boss is also good," replied Sarah.
"Hi, can you contact me?" Suddenly there was a man. "I'm Ramdan, next line."
Sarah just smiled kindly, without introducing herself. The woman looked embarrassed. The man himself was also very polite because he saw Sarah who seemed to be quiet.
Wita also nudged Sarah's hand while flirting.
"What the hell, Ta .." said Sarah.
"Somebody knows me." Wita back teasing. However, unfortunately Sarah and Wita are already approaching public transport.
"Sorry, we go first" said Wita.
The man resigned because Sarah had already boarded the angkot.
"Sir, be prepared."
"What's ready?" sarah did not understand.
"Many are queuing up the cake later, Ma'am. Ma'am is beautiful, I think very good. I like to be friends with Mbak, the guy is cool anyway."
"What the hell are you, it's unclear. Ma'am's intention is to work not to find a partner."
"But Ma'am has to move on from the grandmother's husband attached to it."
"Bak wants to focus on the Son alone."
Because Sarah's residence was closer, the woman finally went down first. "Ta, Ma'am first yes," she told Wita. Sarah went down and paid for the angkot. "Sir, same one behind one yes."
"Bak no need," declined Wita.
"It's okay, guys." Hearing Wita's curses made her luckier than Wita, so she wanted to share a little with the girl.
"Thank you, Ma'am."
Sarah just smiled as she saw the angkot that Wita was riding began to accelerate. He looked to the left before crossing. However, suddenly someone took her and invited her along.
"Mas Pandi surprised me" said Sarah.
The man only laughed looking at Sarah's tense face, they were like brother and sister joking with each other as they headed to their house.
Bi Ami, already standing in the doorway while carrying the Son. Welcome back Sarah.
"Asalamualikum, Bi?" said Sarah.
"Waalaikum sallam" replied bi Ami. "Mama's home, Son must be missing, right? Mimi wants a granddaughter, right?" keep bi Ami while kissing Putra.
"I clean up first." Sarah was ready to clean up.
Not long ago, Sarah had returned to meet bi Ami.
"Sarah," call bi Ami.
"Yes, Bi."
"Today ..."
"So what?"
Bi Ami was still doubtful, but this was the reality.
"Brother came here looking for you."
Sarah was surprised, she knew who bi Ami meant.
"Continue telling me I'm with you, Auntie?" Sarah can't wait for bi Ami's answer because the woman still can't believe the arrival of her former employer.
"No, Auntie didn't say anything. He'll be back later."
Sarah's been tight-lipped, how to deal with her ex-husband.
"I'd better get back to the contract, Bi. I'm afraid he's back." Sarah took the Son from the lap of bi Ami.
But when Sarah came out. The figure that had been searching for and worrying about him appeared. The two look at each other. One year later they did not meet. And at that very moment Pandi came out from inside.
Farhan was increasingly surprised to see the existence of the man he knew was Ami's son, because during bi Ami working with him men often came asking for money.
Farhan looked at the baby Sarah was carrying, also looking at the man next to her in turn. Is this Sarah's answer why she never used a credit card? Has anyone taken his life?
However, seeing the state of their house made Farhan distrustful. Sarah wants to be taken out in that little house.
"Mas" said Sarah, breaking the silence.
Farhan was as innocent as an undead, his tongue felt mute even to answer even he could not. Without asking, Farhan concluded that Sarah was married and gave birth to a son who was next to his ex-wife.
But why is his name behind their child's name? Is that how much Sarah loves him? thought.
"I came here looking for bi Ami" Farhan replied suddenly.
"Oh, Mom's inside. I called it." Pandi is back in.
And leaving Sarah with her ex-husband. They don't seem to know each other. Sarah, who wants to forget her ex-husband, says nothing about the Son.
"All I want to do is take the credit card I gave you, it seems like my sense of responsibility is gone" Farhan said.
Sarah looked at her ex-husband's face. He will give the card to the owner. "Wait a minute, I'll take it." Sarah went to the contract.
Farhan's views continued to follow. The existence of Pandi really concluded that the child Sarah was born with was their child. Sarah couldn't possibly have told him that the child was hers.
Isn't that the reason they were referring to? Farhan knew very well, Sarah must have kept him in her household, but in fact?
When Sarah returned, her ex-husband was gone. Farhan left with a sense of disappointment. She thought Sarah was still loyal to her.
Farhan could not accept this fact, he immediately went home to the inn he was looking at in the hotel.
"Sarah ...," she cried.
However, he must still accept the fact that this is the answer to why Sarah disappeared. "You're happy without me Sarah" she wrote.
Sarah, after the meeting, made her cry. Spill all the pain that her ex-husband inculcated. Even he did not say hello to the whereabouts of the Son, at least he asked about the child he carried.
"You don't care anymore, Mom. Nadia the woman you love, I'm nothing compared to her." Sarah broke out while hugging her child.
***
Apparently, Farhan returned to Jakarta that night as well. He cannot think of someone who has a new life.
Likewise with Sarah, he continued to work at the garment factory. Even her ex-husband does not know that she works to earn a living for her son in his company.
Five years passed so quickly.
Sarah is very good at her job. After she met her ex-husband, Farhan never set foot in his company branch. Every now and then, Sarah sees Bayu reviewing, not even the man knows where Sarah is.
And today, the Son came to the factory. The five-year-old brought an umbrella to Sarah, her mother.
And coincidentally, for the first time, Farhan visited. It's been a long time since he went to a branch company. The weather today was drizzling, Farhan saw the figure of a small child standing in front of the factory. His heart was touched to meet the boy.
"What's right here?" farhan asked the 5-year-old.
"Get me mom, bring an umbrella." The boy showed me the umbrella he was carrying.
"Wait at the security guard post, don't be here, your mom's out soon." Farhan invited the boy into the factory area. "Sit here, yeah." Farhan touched the boy's cheek.
He immediately entered his office and died the unnamed child. Farhan came because there was an event about the promotion there, there were several employees who were appointed. Because persistence and seriousness in work make it must say a sign of gratitude for helping the company grow rapidly.