
Halim day passed with full busyness, but all that now no longer feels tiring and even fun. Wh why? Yes because since the 'severe' illness that Laila said the other day, since then also the closeness re-established between them.
Mutual exchange of news or just greeting when coincidentally passed in front of the house when leaving for work.
(Today is also beautiful, the pink hijab is good to buy where?)
Type Halim on her cell phone shortly after she passed Laila in front of the house. Even now the car in his vehicle has not yet left for Mr. Jatmika's house to handle the wo that will arrange the wedding Dara - Zaki later.
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Shortly a reply went to the green app owned by Halim, quickly in the spirit of the three-eyed phone and read a message from a contact with the name 'Mbak Laila' it.
(Thank God, thank you, Doctor. This is her hijab at Elis's, my birthday present yesterday)
A reply message from Laila, as well as Halim's forehead formed a deep frown.
"Year date? Laila's birthday? When?" his frown speaks for itself.
But when he was cool to guess, his phone rang again. This time a phone call for her, Halim excitedly picks up her phone thinking that Laila is contacting her.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Ma'am. What's up, huh?" greet Halim gently as soft as ice cream that has melted.
"Mom, Ma! Your hump! You think I'm a girl? You want to cut your pay, huh, Halim?" snapped a voice on the phone that turned out to belong to Mr. Jatmika.
Halim was drunk, he was suddenly away from the phone with a look of confusion.
"B- boss?" call out to him again after momentarily calming the strange roar on his shocked chest.
"Bag, boss, bus, boss! Do you know what time it is? Where are you huh? You forgot what your job is today?" sergeant Jatmika again.
Halim to cover his ears so loud the voice of Mr. Jatmika.
"Oh, yes, Boss. It's also on the way, why patience?" halim complained without any burden at all.
So long have been with Mr. Jatmika for him to be angry like it is common and is a daily food although sometimes still like to be surprised, but Halim is actually immune.
"What's? On the street you said? You think I don't know if you're still home? You're gonna lie to me, okay?" ketus Pak Jatmika again.
Halim patted his eel, he forgot that the car given by Mr. Jatmika had a GPS that was installed somewhere. So it is very easy for Mr. Jatmika to know his current position from anywhere.
"Oh, yes, boss. It's me otw!" halim was also upset.
"You snapped me? Have you dared to be the same as me now? The child is more taught!" mr. Jatmika but instead prayed well for Halim.
Halim reviewed the smile, such as the original look of Mr. Jatmika, he was angry but would never say bad in the least. Any anger, Mr. Jatmika will always say good even though his tone may seem hard and rough.
"Yes yes, Boss. I want to leave this, if at applein continue when I leave. Danger, boss driving while calling his mother boss wants me to crash keep in the hospital?" kekeh Halim's.
"So, amit amit that you have will spend my money if I go to the hospital. Yes already there set out, do not let your work disappoint, understand? Oh yes one more, do not let the car was scuffed, take it slowly, mahalan car that rather than you the problem," continued Mr. Jatmika.
Halim turned off her phone connection with a smile on her lips. Halim knows, even knows very well that the word Mr. Jatmika who is rude is stored great affection behind it. He said so because he did not want Halim to harm, but the prestige to say it directly.
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"Assalamu'alaikum" said Dara at the door of Laila and Elis' house. He came with the twins to invite the nanny of his son and his teacher to come to the wedding later.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," said someone from inside the house.
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Soon the door opened, and Laila came out of the house wearing the same hijab she had taught at Kindergarten this morning. Looks like Laila also just returned from Kindergarten, but the clock has shown at three in the afternoon.
"Eh, Ma'am Dara. Let's go in, Ma'am." Laila opened the door and let Dara and the twins in.
But the twins who had been used to going there even ran straight to Elis' room without caring about the mother.
"Eh, Fatur! Farah! Where you going?" dara was shocked.
"Ah, it's new, Ma'am. It's usual that they come here already kayaking at home," as Laila chimed in.
Dara nodded but her eyes were still watching where the twins entered earlier, shortly from there came out Elis who held the hands of the twins.
They sat down together and Dara conveyed her purpose in coming to Laila's house.
"So Ma'am Dara really want to marry Mr Zaki?" lick Elis with round eyes.
Dara was embarrassed.
"Alhamdulillah, meaning soon the twins have a new father. Yes son of a son?" Elis turned to look at his two foster children who are now busy playing with his cellphone.
"Alhamdulillah, we are very happy, Ma'am. God willing tomorrow we will also come to help, especially Elis, he must be needed to take care of the twins during the event," said Laila did not mind when Dara asked them to attend.
" Eh, that's not what Bu Laila means, I mean," interrupted Dara.
Laila frowned, because if someone invited to the wedding party someone or the person himself invited it means to ask for help during the event.
"Everything is in the handle wo, the same teacher Elis came just to be my Bridesmaids," added Dara with a sweet smile on her lips.
"Wawww, Bridesmaids, Ma'am?" elis curled his lips.
Dara nodded and picked up the two paper bags she had just placed nearby. In the paper bag it has written his name and Zaki, there is also the name of Elis and Laila on the other side.
Elis and Laila received the paper bag in amazement, the colors and materials to make the Bridesmaids dress look so expensive and luxurious, so beautiful that Elis was afraid to wear it.
"Well, this mom is the same as the bridal dress." Laila muttered as she held the cloth inside the beautiful paper bag.
Elis glanced at her brother while smiling knots.
"Oh Allah, I've spoken to this bride-to-be."
"Well, Miss Laila's teacher wants to be a bride too?" ask Dara spontaneously.