Sharing Love: It Turns Out I'm an Actor
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After lunch, Sarah just finished taking care of the request from the leadership of PT Tunas Persada.

"Huh .. I think it's too late. It was a long way past lunch hour. Anyway, I ate this too" Sarah muttered as she just got into her car.

He took his four-wheeled vehicle back to the office. As always, after meeting clients and listening to their complaints and feedback, the public relations section should summarize and group feedback from these consumers to be further gathered and followed up with all teams.

Upon arrival at the office, Sarah headed straight to the second floor, where the public relations division was located and adjacent to the marketing and personnel division.

"Sar, why did you just come back? So you can't see our new boss, right," Minati said as she watched her partner arrive and sat behind her desk.

"Huh ... What the hell is it? If you want to, take it. Why should it be so stupid that I want to come see him anyway," said Sarah lazy.

"Gee! You want to be with my husband. If you're a widow, she's a widower, pas dong," said Minati.

"Mbak Minati, I also have a widower acquaintance, but I have no interest in marriage anymore" replied Sarah.

"Eh .. Not interest, but not interest. You cannot trust the power of God. Sin," said Minati.

"Yes, not yet interested. That's right, Min. I want to continue to make a report first," said Sarah who asked Minati to step aside from her presence.

"Yes, yeah. Oh yes, said the boss, you can follow him the day after tomorrow, because today he has to go home first to Semarang, tomorrow just back, so leave again the day after tomorrow," said Minati.

"He's a Semaramg anyway" murmured Sarah.

"Yes, he's both from your wealthy semarang. It's fitting, "goda Minati.

"Lah different. I'm not from semarang" elak Sarah.

"Well, the title is still one district right," said Minati.

Sarah raised a pile of files in front of her face, and threw a glance at the Interest that was still in front of her.

"okay! Okay. I went back to my desk first," said Minati who passed away, as if she knew her partner was throwing her away without a word.

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In the afternoon after work, Sarah as usual picked up her son in a playgroup. This time, Rianti, Bela's grandmother, was with Bagas and his friend's little girl.

"Assalamualaikum," said Sarah.

"Waalaikumsalam, uh .. Bagas's mother came," said Rianti.

"Mother!" call Bagas while running to meet the mother.

"Ehm .. Mother's child. Long wait," asked Sarah.

"Not really. Rianti's grandmother came before home, so Bagas was immediately taught to play with Kak Bela and Grandma deh," said Bagas.

"Thank you, Mom. Sorry for the trouble" Sarah told Fadil's in-laws.

"No papa, son Sarah. Bela also often ngerepotin Nak Sarah," Sahut Rianti.

"Miss, ajakin Sarah's mother played into the house yuk," Bela pinta told the grandmother.

"Try Bela tanyain with Sarah's mother, do not want to come to the house," exclaimed Rianti to his granddaughter.

"Ehm ... Sarah's mother, I want to come to our house?" ask Bela.

Sarah did not answer. He looked at his son and they stared back at each other as if they were talking through an inner bond.

As if knowing the meaning of the mother's order, Bagas also nodded towards Sarah. She smiled and turned back to the little girl in front of her.

"Yes already. We played back to Grandma Bela's runah yes," said Sarah.

"Guys!" cheers Bela.

"Bagas let me come with my car, or you want to be together. Let your car be left here later," Rianti bargained.

"No need, Mom. I use my own car, so that later he can go home directly," Sarah refused.

They got into their cars and drove them towards Fadil's house-in-law.

Arriving at the home of Ruanti, Bagas and Bela are unceasingly playing. While Sarah chose to sit in the living room while watching her son who played not far from there.

They just got home when dusk started to turn night. After praying Maghrib congregated at Grandma Bela's house, sarah pamit returned home so as not to stay home.

Initially, Rianti wanted to ask the widow to have dinner together first, then go home. Sarah politely declined.

"Sorry, Mom. Next time, God willing, we will go to dinner" Sarah said.

"Yes already. Mother did not force. But next time, really want to yes," said Rianti.

"God willing .. Bagas, salim with Grandma" said Sarah and her cry to the son.

"Bagas went home dukl yes, Grandma," said Bagas as he greeted the old woman.

"Yes, Honey. Be careful, yes" said Rianti.

"We say yes, ma'am" said Sarah.

"Be careful on the road, yes" said Rianti to the woman in front of him.

After saying goodbye, they were escorted out of the house by Rianti and his grandson, Bela. When he was about to get into the car, another car came and made Bela scream happy.

"Yey, papah go home .. Papah go home ...," said Bela while prancing.

Sarah caught a glimpse of Fadil behind the steering wheel. The man smiled from behind the glass, and Sarah returned the man's smile.

The woman paused for a moment her intention to get into the car, and was about to greet Fadil who had just arrived.

"Sar, it's been a while?" fadil asked as he stood before Sarah.

"Ehm, hefty. It's also coming home" replied Sarah.

"Not eat yet?" ask Fadil again.

"Next time, my. Yes, we've come home, yeah" said Sarah.

Fadil just nodded. The man walked over to the mertunya and also the princess who immediately jumped into her father's sling.

From inside the car, Bagas saw this and felt envious.

"Bagas wants to be like Kak Bela, who can be held up high as the papa," complained Bagas lirih.

However, Sarah was still able to listen to her son's murmur. He smiled faintly and then stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of the head of the little man who was still looking at the interaction between Fadil and Bela.

Oh, my God, Bagas wants me to go home. Tell Dad to come home, O Allah, Inner Bagas.

Is that how you want to meet your father, son? Forgive me for separating you from her, Sarah.

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