The Desired Angel of Heaven
Chapter 67
The clock showed at nine in the morning. As soon as Hani goes riding his bike, this is where Faiq is. She stands at the door of the shop where Hani and her children live.
Lina who had just finished braiding Hasya's hair felt astonished. No guests have ever been to their homes. Rushing he opened the door, because he wanted to see who was visiting at this hour.
“Master...” Lina gawked at the smiling Faiq while carrying a bag of toys and fruits.
“Papa..” Hasya who was tailing behind Lina cheered in excitement seeing Faiq who instantly stretched out his hands to her.
Lina was stunned to see that sight. Feelings of haru and happiness mixed together to watch their master successfully find their existence.
“I'm sorry, mbak Lina. Just had time to visit you.” Said Faiq while holding Hasya who was getting heavier.
Lina did not dare to ask Faiq. “Please sit master, I prepare a drink.”
“Thank you, mbak Lina.” Faiq immediately sat down on the guest chair available in the not-so-large room.
“Papa bayu puyang tekalang?” Hasya patted Faiq on the cheek, making him smile happily because his longing for the beautiful boy was now cured.
“Papa miss the same grandpa.” Faiq showered Hasya with light kisses on her cheeks that were getting fuller. Her eyes glazed over the last time she scolded Hasya who spilled coffee on her report paper.
Faiq's eyes were staring around the room that wasn't too wide. Sadness slipped to the bottom of his heart. He who has been accustomed to living in a luxurious house with a full ac room, now feels the simplicity of the life of his wife and children.
“Mbak Lina, I'll be to Hanif's place briefly.” Faiq said when Lina was in front of him carrying a glass of warm tea and snack.
“Good sir.”
Carrying Hasya, Faiq stepped into the side shophouse that was the business house of Hanif and his partner. Faiq's arrival by holding Hasya surprised Hanif's 5 employees.
“There can I help you with, sir?” the receptionist named Ira was stunned to see a handsome man standing before her. His eyes did not blink looking at Faiq.
“I want to meet Hanif.” Faiq to the point expressed his wish.
Joko who just happened to come was surprised to see Hasya who was a henchman in the arms of a young man who was the same age as her.
“Dedek same who?” Curiosity makes Joko immediately ask with the tiny one.
“This papa dede.” He answered with a cute smile. He hugged Faiq's neck tightly.
Joko gulped. The desire to get close to Hani was immediately ambyar to see a dashing figure standing in front of him.
Hanif who happened to be meeting a client outside was surprised to see Faiq's whereabouts in his office that early.
“Mas Faiq...” He smiles approaching him, “Let's enter my room.”
The three walked side by side entering a room that was not too spacious. Hanif allowed Faiq to sit on the sofa in his room.
Faiq observed his surroundings. He let Hasya who walked around the room that was not how wide.
“This is how I do it now.” Hanif told me a glimpse of his work. “My name is Joko Pasaribu. Thank God since moving here, our clients quite a lot.”
“I believe. I can see from the number of your employees.” Faiq nodded. “Do you want to move to a bigger office? With a staff of 5 people, I think your office is too narrow. I can help..”.
“Ndon't need, mas. I am grateful for my achievements now. Moreover, my colleagues are all quite competent.”
The knock on the door temporarily stopped their chatter. Ria who brought a tray filled with and coffee put on her sweet smile. He stood close to Faiq as he was about to put down the glass.
Perfume used by Ria inhaled Faiq, immediately provoked nausea that he had not felt. Seeing the silent Faiq, made Ria curious about his attitude. He deliberately touched Faiq's hand, who was about to pick up the magazine on the table.
“Please drink his coffee, mas.”
The nausea is getting to attack Faiq, “I'm sorry, where's your toilet?” he got up straight from the chair.
Hanif was surprised by Faiq's attitude that changed like a person who wanted to vomit. “That's the toilet.” Hanif pointed at the hidden room beside him and Faiq sat down.
Ria felt bad for Hanif after seeing Faiq rushing towards the toilet with Hasya following.
“She's my husband's sister-in-law Hani.” Tandas Hanif looked at Ria sharply.
Ria was surprised to hear Hanif say, “I'm sorry, sir.” He was embarrassed.
Ria left Hanif's room with an overwhelming feeling of embarrassment. He who just met this time God's creation is very charming but it turns out is his own boss-in-law. With a shunt step he returned to the reception desk.
“Tuh face why full of vinegar?” joko's nosy touch stroked his earlobe.
The bujang sableng was already sitting casually in front of him while smoking a cigarette, making Ria even more arrogant.
“Just look at the cute kebangetan, uh it turns out that already anyone has. In-laws, Mr. Hanif again. Nelangsa ati adek, bang.” Ria said listlessly.
“Dear dearest, don't look far. Nih, look in front of the eyes, do not be taken.” Joko blowing cigarette smoke towards Ria made her even more arrogant.
“Bang Pasaribu, sableng.” Ria's grumbling was upset.
Joko laughs broadly at the sight of her innocence making the only woman in their office upset. “Abang out no appointments with clients. Use kangen yes..”
“Kangen.” Ria sneered towards Joko whom Joko replied with a kiss byenya.
Inside Hanif's room, Faiq had just stunned his body after spitting out his entrails. He rubbed his face with both hands.
“Mas Faiq hurts yes. Or catch a cold?” Hanif became concerned to see the state of Faiq.
Now he just saw clearly the changes that happened to his brother-in-law. Faiq looks a bit thin from the last time they met after the wedding of the series Faiq and Hesti.
“Your candidate is really possessive. Since I found out Hani was pregnant, I could not get close to any woman, always reacting. If not nauseous, immediately vomit, as you saw just now.”
“Ha ha ha...” Hanif laughs broadly at hearing Faiq's story. “Good. Punish your father, son. Let your papa know how you feel dicuekin mother. So do not be too good with people, finally putapahin.”
“Basic in-laws are not moral.” Faiq hit Hanif's shoulder sitting beside him. He drank the mineral water available on Hanif's table. “Who are the men I saw in front?”
Hanif frowned trying to remember the person Faiq asked. A big smile rose on his face.
“The name is Joko Pasaribu. He's the owner of this shophouse. He and I are partners in the business of advocates and legal counsel. His person is still single, and once expressed his desire to be a father continued your son.”
Hearing Hanif's story, Faiq's blood instantly rippled violently. “Say your friend, your sister still has a husband. And will soon bring them back to Jakarta.”
“That's quiet, bro. He's a typical humorist. Thanks to her also I have no trouble with your wife's strange cravings.”
“You mean?” Faiq was curious about Hanif's words.
“During pregnancy, Mbak Hani craved eating rice Padang mulu. Coincidentally bang Joko doyan rice Padang, for us not difficult to get out your own wallet. Every time he came out he would always buy rice Padang for mbak Hani."
An upset rose in Faiq's heart to hear Hanif telling him about Joko who was always there to fulfill his wife's craving.
“Start now say your friend it, do not need to be smart and buy me rice Padang again.”
“Emang mas Faiq has chini, know dong.” Hanif teases Faiq whose frustration has reached the crown. “Everything has bini kudu adatiin. Do not be young in accordance with his will. Ampe reloads aja dinner at a fancy restaurant, it's so expensive hours kadenya. Eh pas bini himself repeated taon, diibiarin. You bad man. Ntar there are peratiin bini, new fire beard.”
Faiq was getting annoyed with Hanif's words. “What do you want now, let me all move here.”
“Sultan mah free.” Hanif laughed broadly at Faiq whose face was already flushed with anger over Hanif's words which happened to be true and severely cornered him.
“Papa, dedek want jayan..” Hasya who sits on Faiq's lap feels bored, making both of them stop the talk of the poor quality.
“Ya, darling. We'll go pick up Ariq and mas Ali at school.” Gently Faiq kissed the little guy's forehead.
The sight before him made Hanif moved. He believed that Faiq loved his nephew very much even though there was no blood relation between them.
“Starting today I'll pick up the twins. Who's been picking them up?” Curiosity suddenly returned to disturb Faiq.
“If not me, yes bang Joko.”
“Call the dimeh, do not need to pick up my children again.” said Faiq asserted.
“Lho, how about a change?” Hanif did not understand Faiq's words.
Regardless of Hanif's confusion, Faiq immediately walked out of the room while holding Hasya. It was so exciting to talk, it didn't feel like three hours had passed. Faiq carried Hasya to the car he had rented during his stay in Berastagi.
As soon as Faiq left their room, Joko who had returned immediately met him. He was curious about the young man who seemed familiar with Hasya, because Hanif had never told about his brother's personal life.