
"Have you come home?" ask Wildan with someone across the phone.
"Udah." answered a woman who turned out to be Saras.
"Tomorrow I'll pick you up.." Wildan
"Ngga. I don't want to take care of you.."
"The habit of the child, must always be rejected. How many times have you refused to let me pick you up?"
"It's not me who often refuses, you are always maksa, already ahh I want to clean first.." Saras hung up.
The Saras Apartment
Saras is done bathing, clean-clean. The wall clock has been pointed at 00.25 WIB. It's past midnight. Saras went to bed, since after the shower earlier, he felt less well and started sneezing.
Just as he was laying on his bed, his phone rang again. Saras saw the name on his screen. Incoming call from Tommy's? Did Tommy call me at this hour? Batin Saras asked.
"Hallo Assalamualaikum Mas,." Saras picked up the phone
"Waalaikumsalam Ras, haven't you slept?" ask Tommy from the end of the phone.
"It's just going to bed, what's up?" ask Saras politely
"Ahh sorry I interrupted you? I'm just saying, you got time tomorrow? Can we meet?"
"What's wrong, Mom? isn't the business of launching a new book done?"
"We don't talk about books. There's something I want to talk about.."
"I'm sorry, I don't think Saras can, because tomorrow there is a meeting with Mr. Arga, want to discuss filming next Sunday."
"A little while.." Tommy continues to persuade Saras
"God willing, Mas.." Answer Saras pasrah
"OK if that's it. Now you sleep, good night.." Saras hung up the phone without replying to Tommy.
Next morning..
"Hallo Bu Saras, why isn't mom here yet?" ask Fella Saras' secretary
"Fell, I'm sorry. I can't go to the office today." Saras replied on the phone.
"Why Ma'am? What's up?" ask Fella who's getting worried.
"Okay, Mom, just take a break at home.."
"Fell, I'm nitiping the office today. Oh yes, if Mr. Tommy comes to see me, just say I don't go again to visit my brother's house in Bandung,."
"Yes Mom.." Fella according to what Saras said.
Fella hung up the phone and unknowingly someone was listening.
"What happened to Saras Fell?" asked Wildan who had listened to Fella and Saras.
"Sir Arga, sorry sir. Ms. Saras is sick again sir.."
"What's? Saras's sick?"
"Yes sir.."
Wildan immediately ran towards the car leaving Fella. Fella herself already felt natural with it, because Arga/Wildan was Saras' future husband.
Wildan drove his car to Saras' apartment. Fortunately, the distance of the apartment with Saras office is not too far away. It only takes about 15 minutes.
Wildan immediately went up to Saras' apartment. Wildan knocked on the door. There's no answer.
"You open up, I'm in front of your room." Wildan typed in a message for Saras.
Shortly after, the door opened.A girl with a pale face behind her veil appeared. Saras's room is close to the Balcony of the apartment, on the balcony is the usual place where Saras and Wildan chat.
"Why are you here?" Ask Saras
"You still ask why I'm here? I'm obviously worried about you.." Answer Wildan Honestly.
"I'm nothin. So don't worry about me." Saras tried to be calm, but he sneezed many times.
"Why don't I worry, now you're going home a lot, so sick, right."
"Yes, I'm sorry, it's a job, if I don't do what? I'm being chased by a deadline.."
"There's Fella.."
"Hhh you don't pity what Fella is, she has taken care of all my activities, I don't want to add to her burden. I have to do this myself anyway."
"Yes, but don't forget to rest dong, I don't want you to be sick.." Answer Wildan.
They talked to each other about many things.