Status of Friends Become a Connecting Mother
CHAPTER 59

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Bramantio had come home from work. The atmosphere of the house looks quiet, only visible shipping mats arranged in the middle room. He went straight to his room without asking the whereabouts of Rita and Erika to the maid Bik Ijah. Just another maid who was then passing by packing the shipment.

Not long after the arrival of Mandala. Go in and say hello without anyone saying anything. He went straight to the room to change his clothes. Then he will go down to look for the whereabouts of Rita and Erika. Bik Ijah who was cooking was done. Other helpers also serve food on the dining table.

Rita came out of the back garden. Looking at the wall clock shows at 1pm. The food was on the table.

"Sir, sir and Mandala have you gone home?" ask Rita.

"Already, New. Just a few minutes ago you were home."

"Yes called them to lunch together. I call Erika and Ismalia for a moment."

"Okay, Him."

Rita calls Erika and Ismalia who are still relaxing in the back garden of the house.

"Rik, Is. Come eat together, your father and grandfather are home. Food is served as well."

"Ok, grandma. Let's have lunch first."

Without saying Erika and Ismalia got up from her seat. Following from behind Rita's steps towards the dining table. Once at the dining table, they sat in each chair. Bik Inah helps serve food on the plate. Bramantio and Mandala soon followed down.

Mandala saw Ismalia also present lunch together. Ismalia turned to Mandala for a while and then bowed.

"Oh yes.Tomorrow there will be people who decorate the room. Maybe we'll eat all day." said Rita.

"Then Ismalia will be here again tomorrow to help" Erika said.

"How, Is? Can you come here again tomorrow?" ask Rita.

"In the Shayah of God, Grandma" replied Ismalia.

After a short conversation, they quietly enjoyed their lunch. While still eating food. Mandala had finished her meal. Go straight to the middle room. Sit back and turn on the television. Bik Inah approached to serve a glass of tea to Mandala.

Bramantio comes as a surprise to Mandala who is watching television.

"Tumben watches television, usually watches but eyes to the phone" Bramantio said.

"Ohh. If you are busy just entertaining." replied Mandala.

"Comfort supposedly. You're going to the office tomorrow?" ask Bramantio.

"Yes, tomorrow Man to the office there are new files that Mas has to check and sign."

"Is there a new client?"

"She, two weeks ago. There is a client from Singapore who came interested in working with the Man company. But only now has the file arrived."

"Wahh.the more successful you are Man. May what you dream achieve."

"Aamiinu. All of this is thanks to dad, so he can build his own company."

"That's it, parents. Later if you are not able to take care of the company. I'll leave it to you too."

"But what am I up to, Dad? Running two companies at once."

"Yes, I can. The proof is that you build your company from small to as successful as this. Even the famous CEO again, if Erika has grown up, just give it to her. Let him lead my father's company later."

"Yes, dad."

Rita approached Bramantio and Mandala who were busy chatting. Sit down and watch television. Erika and Ismalia returned to her room for a short break.

"Where are Erika and Ismalia?" ask Bramantio.

"They go upstairs, they want to rest" she replied.

"Oh, man, tomorrow you go to the office. After coming home please stop by for a moment to the boutique store, my friend. Please bring our family clothes."

"When didn't you buy that?" ask Bramantio.

"Mom bought two pairs for all of us. One for the reception and one for the reception."

"And don't forget tomorrow to go pick up the Ismalians at her house. All accompany mom at home." added Rita.

"Why not just ask Ahmad?" ask Bramantio.

"Sir Ahmad tomorrow I tell you to pick up the chef and bring mom here and there."

"Yes, Man will come by and pick them up."

"Son, that's dong."

"Founded by mother." said Bramantio shaking his head.

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In the room Erika and Ismalia were lying on their cell phones. Erika immediately remembered the clothes she had bought yesterday morning. He rushed to the wardrobe to take a totebag. There were also Ismalian clothes that Erika bought. Erika told Ismalia to open the totebag as well.

"How is this good to you? I choose you." said Erika.

"Good, but why did you buy it yesterday with Om also bought it."

"This is for important events. Usually, I often go to important events of business friends. You'll automatically accompany me."

"But I don't feel confident. This dress looks expensive too. How will it break? Don't ya, just for you."

"I have a lot of clothes, this is for you. Remember the windfall cannot be denied."

"Hmm.alright. Thank you." Thank you."

"Together."

They dismantled some slapped totebags on the bed. Ismalia when opening a black totebag. He took out the contents, shocking Ismalia to undress in a totebag turned out to be an illegal service shirt. Night service clothes are red, the surface of the fabric is transparent, and so sexy.

"Rik. Are you wearing clothes like this?" ask Ismalia.

Erika turned towards Ismalia. He was shocked to snatch the illicit clothes from the hands of Ismalia. Immediately put it back into the black totebag earlier. Ismalia still sees it.

"Don't...don't open this one?" said Erika.

"Is that your shirt, Rik?" ask Ismalia.

"I.iya uh ma'am.not. Why the hell?" asked Erika stuttering.

"No, it's weird. There are clothes that lack such materials. I saw it cold sweat goosebumps, horror." replied Ismalia.

"But oh yeah who's the dress for? If you're not wearing it?" ask Ismalia again.

"Ohhh.i.this is a dress for my elementary school friend. I want to give her a wedding gift." Erika replied lyingly.

"Yes.yes.indeed the person asked for a request. So yes I bought it."

"Did anyone ask for a shirt like that?" said plain Ismalia.

Erika no longer answered Ismalia's question. He forgot to set aside the totebag that contained the illicit clothes. The bastard will be a gift for Ismalia at her wedding. Erika deliberately bought the shirt so Ismalia was shocked. And one more thing that the father of Mandala was fascinated with Ismalia on the first night.

Erika who was smiling was fixedly stared at by Ismalia. Ismalia was astonished by Erika. To the point that he surprised Erika.

"Hey..why are you smiling to yourself?" ask Ismalia.

"Where is. Just imagine how much she likes the gift I love."

"Ehm. Clothes like that. If I was straight up I made a washcloth."

"Eh. If you know this price is quite expensive."

"How much?"

"three hundred more."

"What's? The clothes lacking that material were three hundred more. If bought a hijab how many strands it mah."

"I wonder if you still want to make a washcloth after knowing the price."

Ismalia was only speechless while Erika laughed amusedly at Ismalia's expression. They immediately pack these items and then put them in the closet. When she finished, Erika took her laptop to watch with the Malaysian drama.

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Mandala who is already in her room just sits casually on the balcony. He daydreams of himself who will soon let go of his youth. Inevitably, he will head the household of a girl who is still a child. Marrying a girl who just graduated from school. Makes her feel strange but is seen by Ismalia as a beautiful and intelligent girl.

In his daydream, he also smiled to himself. Remembering Ismalia's gurgle while with her. Look at his face when he's angry. So beautiful and adorable Mandala thought. His daydream stopped when his phone rang. Mandala took her phone and answered the call. The call was written by the name of Nazir who wanted to come to the Mandala house.

"Hello. Assalamualaikum, what's the matter Nazir?" ask Mandala.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Are you home?" nazir asked across the phone.

"So, what's up?"

"Yes, just stop by. Just passing by because you never play so yeah stop by all of you."

"Oh yeah, just stop by."

"Ok, I'll be there soon. What else is home?"

"There was. Erika's friend is there too."

"What's Ismalia?"

"Yes. Who else?"

"Don't be like that, she's your future wife."

"Yes.iya..hurry up here."

"All right, I'm leaving. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

Twenty minutes, there was the sound of a car parked in the courtyard of the Mandala residence. Nazir knocked and said his greetings. Bik Inah approached to open the door and let her go inside. Nazir who brought something was handed over to Bik Inah to be served on the plate.

"Assalamualaikum" said Nazir.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Uh, Mr. Nazir, let's go in please."

"Sleeping, bik. On where?"

"There's. Mr. Bramantio and Mrs Rita are in the backyard again relaxed. If Mandala's in her room."

"If Erika?"

"Non Erika is in her room again resting with Non Ismalia."

"Mandala said he was in his room, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

" I go straight up, then. Please serve it on the plate. I stopped by the cake shop for a while."

"Thank you."

"Either. I go upstairs first ya bik."

"Yes." Yeah."

Nazir went upstairs to Mandala's room. Nazir very often comes Mandala residence. Without knocking on the door, Nazir just went in. There was no mandala in his bed. The balcony door was open. He was on the balcony sitting back.

"expectedly. You must be here again." said Nazir.

"When did you arrive?"

"just now. Why are you sitting here by yourself?"

"Sit yourself. Where are you finished?"

"Oh, I was meeting a client for a while. This way back home, you guys just stopped by. It hasn't been here in a long time either."

"Then how?"

"Alhamdulillah, the client wants to be invited to cooperate."

"Thank God. Good luck, bro."

"Thank you, man. How are you feeling now? Only two more days left you'll let go of your widower."

"Obviously. It's just, I'll be the head of the household of a little girl."

"Hahaha. From her attitude mature, kind, understanding, and beautiful again. Ismalia is somewhat similar to Alm. Your wife."

"Eitherway. I guess that's just how you feel."

"But my advice is yes, when you are married, try to accept Ismalia. Treat him well means not too cold and jutek." explained Nazir.

Mandala just silently listened to Nazir's words.

"And also learned to love Ismalia as you loved your old wife. I'm pretty sure you can."

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