
Adista walked by using the umbrella that Mr. Raka lend. When you know that Mr. Raka has an umbrella, better just borrow the Boss umbrella, rather than having to be delivered to the house. According to Adista, if it has been delivered to the house like this, surely his boss will know where his home address is. A little bit started Mr. Raka will know his privacy.
Still walking and finally Adista went into his house. A worn-out trellis fence, he opened slowly. Until it sounded the creak of iron with iron rubbing.
"Assalamualaikum, night, ma'am," he said to his mother who was sitting in the living room.
"Waalaikumsalam, how is it until night anyway, Dista?" ask Mrs Ratih.
"Thread the rain, Mom. You've had dinner yet?" ask Adista.
Adista also has a habit every time he comes home from work, he must ask if his mother had eaten. Especially by taking care of his sick sister, there are certainly times when Ms. Ratih did not have time to eat.
"Already, earlier .. You worked last night must have been for us well, Ta. It's been so night, and it's raining heavily" Mrs Ratih said.
Seeing her daughter who is so passionate about working and also trying hard so that Desta always get treatment is amazing. There are times when Miss Ratih to the fullness of her own taste. However, how else does the family depend on Adista.
"For this family, Dista will work hard, ma'am. Moreover, Desta will wash the blood. So, Dista will try hard and maximum," he said.
"It feels like your Mom and Dad owe you a lot, Dista. Without you, we may no longer know what to do. Fortunately, you are not reluctant to help us," replied Mrs Ratih again.
Adista shook his head. "No Mom, don't think you owe me. I will always try my best for my family."
Mrs Ratih shed her tears. His daughter is mature because of the circumstances and situations that beset him. There are times when situations and circumstances trigger a person to become an adult. And so is Adista.
Adista nodded his head. He decided to clean himself first. After that, he headed to the dining table. There is already leftover rice that may indeed only be intended for him because only one plate. Kale saute only a little, and an omelet. Nothing special. However, Dista was still grateful to be able to fill his stomach with food. Although his life is heavy, many are squeezed with many things, but his stomach is still filled even though only rice and side dishes are sober.
"Alhamdulillah o Allah .. The servant can still fill the stomach of the servant with this food" murmured Dista by taking his first bribe.
Do not want to mourn the fate and circumstances that are at the bottom. However, Dista is grateful that her stomach can still be filled. The little that God has given him will always be grateful. For, with gratitude Allah will give far beyond measure.
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Next Day ....
At La Plaza Hotel back in the title of this meeting for a large reconstruction company meeting in this country, namely Jaya Corps. But a different scene happened today. Because, when the meeting of the Event Planner team actually does not appear to be the presence of Adista there.
"Previously, sorry Mr. Raka, today Adista can not enter," said Ms. Linda.
Although it seemed to have no reaction, but a faint frown appeared on Mr.'s forehead. Rabbet. As he remembered last night, he delivered Adista and it seemed that his staff were fine. However, just now Adista suddenly took leave and did not go to work.
"Because what?" ask Mr. Rabbet.
"Family interests, Mr. Rabbet. So sudden. Usually, if not so urgent, Adista will still go to work," said Ms. Linda again.
Mr. Raka who listened to Ms. Linda's words nodded her head slowly. Besides, he chose to calm down. However, inwardly trying to figure out what happened. Why until Adista does not go to work. Whereas before, Adista always enter and very rarely leave.