The Angel of Heaven for Me
Part 5's

Right at 8pm Saras just arrived at his apartment. Tonight Saras is coming home later than usual because there are some things he has to take care of, including Wildan.

Somehow since Saras called him dear, Saras could not stop thinking about Wildan.

"Ahh, come on Ras. Don't keep thinking about Wildan." Saras told himself.

He threw himself in the air after taking off his shoes and veil. A few seconds later Hp Saras sounded indicating there was an incoming call. Saras took his phone, he rolled his eyeballs lazily when he knew the one calling him was Wildan.

"This is the guy why? The time of day he calls dozens of times, like a dating guy.." Gerrutu Saras

"Hallo Assalamualaikum's.." As usual, Saras said his greetings when he picked up the phone.

"Waalaikumsalam, saras you go where, I call you but there is no answer." cerocos Wildan from across.

"I'm sorry, I just got home." answered Saras lethargic.

"What's? Ras, why did you just come home? Not that I told you not to go home too late, you'll be exhausted.."

"And what is your business, want me to go home the night of the cake or not go home it's up to me, why do you set me up?"

"Ras, I just don't want you to get sick.." Saras did not flinch, why has Wildan's attitude towards me changed lately? his inner.

"What's wrong?" Saras's tone began to taper.

"Saras, are you angry? I say this for your good, I care about you Saras.." Wildan's remarks shocked Saras, why Wildan's attitude changed drastically.

"Are you on my phone?" Ask Saras again.

"I want to see you tomorrow, someone wants me to talk about it.." Answer Wildan

"I'm sorry I'm busy tomorrow" replied Saras quickly

"Well if you're busy, tomorrow I'll go to your office.." Timpal Wildan

"Wildan, what's wrong? Last afternoon he said you wanted a phone call, there was something you wanted to say, now you say tomorrow we have to meet someone you want to talk about, what is it? By the way now.."

"Sorry, but this is a serious thing I can't let on the phone.."

"Better now you clean up, keep sleeping. Did you eat?" Ask Wildan.

"Uda.."

"Thank God, Yes, take a shower, keep taking a break, don't keep thinking about me. Assalamualaikum.." Wildan hung up his phone, from where he knew that Saras had not been focused on working all day because of Wildan, it was probably just a coincidence. Saras got out of his bed and went into the bathroom.

Temporary..

"Where's son?" A middle-aged woman asked the man before her, and that was Wildan.

"Tomorrow Wildan will go to Saras Mah's office to get things done.." Wildan replied to the woman who turned out to be his Mom.

"Your support, son,." said Mamah again

"Yes Mah, Wildan wants to rest, tomorrow there's a morning meeting.."

Next Day...

"Alright Ms. Saras so we've already dealt with a new book issue." A young man asked Saras when the meeting was almost over.

"Yes Mr. Tommy." answered Saras.

"Well if this meeting is over, me and the team please leave Mom.. Assalamualaikum.." Said Tommy who is none other than the chief publisher for the book Saras will publish.

"Vaalaikumsalam warahmatullah.." Answer Saras and others.

"Sorry, there's a guest.." Fella said after Tommy and his team.

"Guests? Make me?" Saras makes sure

"Yes ma'am, the guest is waiting in my room." said Fella again.

"Yes Fell, please take care of this first, I want to see my guests.."

"Wildan.." cried Saras slowly as he saw Wildan in his room.