The End of Hope
5 Eps. Married him 1

"Don't call aunty by that name" Ares said as he fed Yoni from his plate.

"Why?" yoni asked in a typical spoiled tone of a child, looking at his papa with questionable eyes.

"We're not Korean"

"What are we, papah?" ask Yoni while chewing.

"We are believers, we are Muslims" Ares replied calmly.

"Hmmm..." Yoni responded indifferently, still continuing to eat it.

"Sister said...Yoni mah said it, that's good. It was my sister who said it too." said Yoni again defending himself with ambiguous sentences.

Her sweet face pouted a look around, looking for Naya's whereabouts.

"Nothing, too. Aunties... Where's aunt Yoni?"

'That wasn't your appointment' Ares.

"The bike's working, don't bother, okay?"

Back Yoni circulated the view. It seems that the little boy did not believe his father. I don't know what bond arises between a child and a stranger to him, like Naya.

But for Yoni, this was a different warmth, he was never close to another mature woman other than the grandmother of his father, and of his mother.

Everyone who knows about the phobia, which Yoni suffered will choose to avoid the little boy, rather than suffer the consequences. No one can get close to him, even though Yoni is an adorable child.

"Let's eat it quickly, papa wants to go to the office again" said Ares again insert a mouthful of rice poultice Yoni.

Krieing...! There was a phone call coming from behind the pocket of Ares's pants. He immediately picked her up and received the call with a restless face. Even more agitated as soon as he ended his speech on the phone. Is there a problem?

It just so happened that Naya was passing by at the same time as Ares who ended the call on her phone.

"Ajumma!" yoni said while scattering himself in Naya's embrace.

"Who's teaching you to call a aunt that?" naya replied while kneeling. Until he could look closely at Yoni's cute face.

"Sir Laya" replied Yoni.

"Kak Raya.." said Ares justifies Yoni's speech because it is still slurred.

"Oh, brother Raya. Must be your brother's good at Korean, huh? That means auntie." said Naya with a small laugh. She also loves watching Korean dramas on television.

"Call aunty .." said Naya as she pinched Yoni's cheek.

"Sorry, can I just take Yoni for a second?" ares asked to divert Naya's attention.

"Eh. That means yes, sir. But I.." answered Naya hesitantly, she stood up and turned her gaze towards Ares for a moment, then looked towards the kitchen.

"Yes, I understand. I'll ask permission first with Ms. Nha" Ares said. PPLP

The man passed to the next room where Ms. Nha often used to rest and spend her free time with her husband. Ares needs Naya's help right away, and he must ask for her permission, for Naya. Because Naya has to take her time to work to look after her son.

The simple restaurant was quite spacious with some bulkheads from the low walls, as high as an adult human chest. Because it used to be just a private house of Nha, which was later expanded in accordance with the development of the restaurant to become this big.

The private home of the restaurant owner who is integrated with his business place, makes it easier if there is a need with the owner of the restaurant.

Naya looked at the next room, Ares was talking with Nha and her husband. They looked familiar, even their conversation was punctuated by laughter.

Ares soon returns to meet Yoni and Naya.

"Yoni, you were here with aunt Naya, yeah ... Papa there needs to be out for a second. Papa can't take Yoni there," Ares told Yoni, crouching while rubbing his son's back.

Yoni already seemed to be smashing his lips almost crying. But Naya immediately carried him.

"Just aunty? You let me, right?" tanya Naya turned to Ares at a glance. He really kept his eyes, from the man who was not his muhrim.

Ares nodded.

"Sorry, yeah. I became troublesome" said Ares sungkan. He also caught Naya.

He took Yoni to sit on one of the round tables, in the corner of the room. Then remove the small bag from his back, and store the bag containing the equipment Yoni needs there.

Yoni looked calm, but still saw the departure of his father, with a look of disbelief that he was abandoned.

The two men were engrossed in playing and telling stories, for more than an hour. The little boy looked sleepy. Naya tried to put him to sleep in her lap.

"The son of Mr. Ares, ended up sleeping as well" said Ms. Nha, who suddenly appeared from the kitchen.

"Bude knows ya, same dad Yoni. How do you look familiar?" ask Naya.

"Know. He works contacts at Mitra Air Bersih company on the street sebrang, on Sudirman street."

"Oh." answered Naya ambiguously.

"Free, oh. I'm not curious, you're Nay. That's a handsome guy, right?"

"Bude, I still have a husband. Not interested in other men, handsome or not, no influence. Except for the artist." Naya said with a laugh.

"I also have a husband, but yes I still say Mr. Ares is handsome. Widower again"

"Otherwise, why do you know, about her being a widower or not, Bude? It's no use either."

"You are, Nay. I have no intention of retaliating your husband. She's a woman as good as you."

"What's the reply, bude? Rudian did nothing. Why should I reply?"

'Oh, so Naya still doesn't know the truth. Clever Rudian hid the jak lang woman' Bu Nha.

"Yes si. If the action is good, it is also well reciprocated. You are so innocent, Nay" said Ms. Nha.

It seems the woman knows something. She knew Sarita's family, because Naya's mother-in-law was her friend, so it was natural that she knew about her family.

The crane...! The sound of Naya's phone rang shocked the two of them.

Naya immediately picked him up so as not to wake Yoni up. He saw the ID making the call, it was a call from Rudian.

"Hello, Kanda?" greeting Naya after sticking the phone in her ear, her husband contacted her. Mom Nha left him.

"Today I don't work anymore. Still demo. So it's still on strike" Rudian said from behind the phone.

"Oh, so when does the demo continue?"

"Where I know. Oh yeah, hurry home. Later mom wants to stop by the house, so don't forget to bring your food, we have dinner together mumpung no mother."

"Yes, Nda. But pick me up, yeah, three o'clock in the afternoon"

The phone was shut down after Rudian called to pick up Naya.

It was lunch time, lunch time had arrived. The atmosphere of the restaurant is starting to get crowded. Naya was still sitting at the table closest to the kitchen. His hand already felt a bit sore, because there was a Yoni in his lap. The plump Yoni's body feels more flavorful during sleep.

"Sorry, yeah. I'm a long time" said Ares suddenly coming from the back of Naya.

After reprimanding Naya like that, Ares passed from there. He brought a paper bag, walked towards Nha who was sitting at the cashier's desk, handed the bag to her. Then I went back to Naya.

"What's Yoni fussing about?" tanyanya while cleaning Yoni's bag.

"No, from earlier play on and coloring. I was drinking milk, I was sleeping" Naya explained.

"Thank you, I was looking at the field, there was a problem. So bother if you have to take Yoni." said Ares.

Yoni nodded, hearing his papa's voice. The little boy whined for a while and stretched out his hand to hold his papa. His face was still sluggish and still looked sleepy. Ares carries Yoni in his arms. Then he said thanks to Naya. He should be back in the office immediately.

Naya no longer thinks about Yoni, she refocused on working to serve the buyers who began to crowded filled the restaurant. The customers are more factory and office employees as well as other workers. The restaurant is close to the corporate environment and also offices and large self-service. A great place to meet your lunch needs.

While Ares headed for the parking lot while carrying Yoni.

'Oh Allah, if there was a woman like her who could always look after my son like that'

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