THE LAST
46. A Warm Heart
Arga returned to meet the call of investigators at the police after finishing a dramatic lunch. It doesn't matter if he has to be in that office all day, as long as his business can be done that day. He does not want his time wasted in dealing with the traitor of the company and his family. It has been difficult to persuade Hania and invite her to Surabaya, lest her struggle not bear fruit.
At 6 pm less, Arga and her lawyer just left the police station. Reza had been waiting for him in the waiting room of the office since returning from Arga's company at 5 p.m.
"Will you have dinner before you go back to the apartment?" reza asked after the car they were riding in mixed with other cars on the highway.
"No, I eat in the apartment. Hania had already prepared it", Arga's reply was about to make the two Arga confidants glance at each other.
Yep. Just before Arga left his apartment, he asked Hania to cook for their dinner. And Hania agreed to prepare a dinner with Arga's menu of choice. His smile immediately rose imagining dinner with Hania with her favorite menu. Uh. The rabbit-eye-owning woman really pleased her heart.
Tiara was watching tivi when Arga and his assistant Reza entered her apartment, instead of watching in the truest sense due to the fact, she was instead engrossed in drawing and coloring with the lit tivi. Seeing Arga coming home, Tiara immediately exclaimed cheerfully welcoming his arrival. The grown man smiled as he rubbed Tiara's long wavy hair. His heart warmed up some welcomed him home cheerfully. He had not felt such a sensation for a long time. In the past, Devan always welcomed him.
Tiara's smile immediately faded seeing another adult man coming with Arga. Tiara drew closer to Arga and clasped Arga's hand. Tiara did not know Reza, because this morning he fell asleep all the way from the plane down to arrive at Arga's apartment. Until the sweet man left again, Tiara was still asleep.
"Honey, this is Oom Reza, Oom's friend", Arga introduces Reza in a soft voice as she realizes Tiara is scared by the presence of a new person.
The darling? Reza frowned while looking at Arga in amazement when she heard her boss call the little girl "honey". Heh. It's that close apparently, to the point that his boss pinned the call "honey". Then the man turned his gaze to the little girl called "honey.
"Hi little girl... Name's Oom, Reza. Oom's friend Oom Arga. What's your name?" Reza introduced himself as he stretched out his hand not forgetting the smile as sweet as the one on his lips.
Tiara was still looking at Reza even though the man had tried to be as friendly as possible once she realized the little girl was afraid of him.
"My name is Tiara, Oom", finally Tiara welcomes Reza's hand and introduces herself.
"Oom, look. Good no?", asked Tiara to distract him while showing the results of his work.
"Hummmmmd... Good", commented Arga while sitting on the sofa in the room.
Reza, who felt ignored by the two people of different ages, then left the room to his room on the first floor. Yep. While in Surabaya, Reza will stay in Arga's apartment. He occupied a room on the first floor next to Arga's workspace. The Arga Apartment includes a luxury apartment consisting of two floors and has four rooms. The two rooms on the second floor were larger. One of them is Arga. Two more on the first floor. One was occupied by Reza, and the other was used as Arga's workspace.
"But it's not finished yet Oom, I want to give you a picture of the dog over here but I can't picture it" Tiara complained to Arga.
Arga immediately remembered his son, Devan, who also liked to draw. Devan often complains of not being able to draw anything and asks him to teach her.
"Want Oom to teach?", Arga offered to teach the little girl who he happily embraced.
Tiara handed a blank paper to Arga. The adult man started to scratch his pencil and Tiara took a serious look. Seeing the results of the pencil scratches Arga, Tiara was amazed when the picture was not completely finished.
"Well, it's done!", exclaimed Arga showing the results of the picture to Tiara.
"Well good Oom, real kayak!" praise Tiara for the umpteenth time.
"I want to try, I want to try!", Tiara enthusiastically tried to draw as Arga exemplified.
Arga watched the little girl scratch her pencil. Sometimes he teaches you how to hold a pencil while drawing.
"The pencils don't get too pressed, baby", Arga scolds occasionally.
"Oh yes, hihihi.", the little girl giggled realizing her mistake.
Arga only smiled as he rubbed Tiara's hair. Looks like the grown man likes to wipe the little girl's hair now. Feels soft naturally. The typical hair of children who have not been exposed to any hair care products except shampoos.
Arga who taught Tiara to draw and occasionally corrected her, looked like a father who was teaching his daughter. Unwittingly a pair of eyes watching the closeness of two different people of that age. It's Hania. The eyes of the beautiful female rabbit were teary. Given Tiara who always acted independently in front of him, now looks spoiled in front of Arga.
"Mas, have you come home?", said Hania out of her place of love.
Arga turned his head to hear Hania's soft voice greeting him. The slender-bodied woman walked towards him while sharing a smile as sweet as honey. Arga felt that smile to welcome him, smiling too. Again his heart warmed.
"Yes, just now", he said.
"Ma, look. Good right? Oom Arga was the 'ngajarin", between Tiara showed off the results of his pencil strokes.
"What do you say is the same Oom Arga?", Hania recalled, handing back a paper drawing her daughter.
"Oh yes, thank you Oom has taught me 'picture", said the little girl while showing off a row of white milk teeth.
"Yes, baby, you're welcome. Tomorrow again if you need Oom's help, Tiara can come to Oom", Arga replies and offers his help next time, the little girl just nods.
Hania's heart warmed to see a twinkle in Tiara's eyes that she had never seen. Arga created the twinkle. A charismatic handsome man who with a little force into his life and create a lot of pounding in his heart and a swish in his blood.
"I'm ready for dinner. Do you want to eat first or take a shower first?", asked Hania who saw Arga was still wearing the shirt that he was wearing this afternoon.
"I took a shower first, my body felt sultry" said Arga and left the room.
Before long, Arga had looked fresh with black jeans knee-length and a white polo shirt. Tiara was already sitting sweetly on one of the chairs at the dining table. The little girl smiled happily at the arrival of the grown man. While Hania poured mineral water into the glass. The gentle woman also smiled at Arga. Bi Mar has been home since 5 p.m.
Arga sat across from Hania. Picking up his phone in his pants pocket and typing something and then putting his phone on the dining table. Not long after, Reza came out of the room located in the corner of the room. Hania only smiled as her eyes collided with Reza's. The beautiful woman also did not know Reza. And it seems Arga is reluctant to introduce him.
"All night", said Reza.
"Night, come on Mas, eat together", Hania bargained after returning Reza's greeting.
"Still", said Reza while pulling a seat on the left of Arga.
The four of them had a casual dinner. The cheerful Tiara looked even more cheerful that night. And only Hannah knows. Tiara continued to tell stories and asked Arga about everything that went through her mind. Not infrequently the charismatic man was laughing at the Tiara's curse.
Reza was more and more amazed by the change of Arga. The reason, his boss was never this cheerful after the departure of his son, Devan. Good though. Reza looked at Hania. It turned out that the beautiful woman and her daughter were bringing good changes to her boss.
Tiara had already fallen asleep when Arga knocked on the door of the room that Hania occupied. Before long there was a sound of the door handle being turned slowly. He thought it was Arga who knocked on the door. Who else is it?
"Mas, what's wrong?", asked Hania, astonished that Arga had come to the room she was in.
"Can you talk for a minute?", Pinta Arga.
Hania then followed the handsome man. To the edge of the pool. It was indeed a comfortable place to chat and relax but now it was late at night. Arga sat in one of the recliners, as did Hania. They sit face to face.
"I'm free tomorrow, how about tomorrow we go to Malang?", Arga started to open a chat.
"Why go to Malang?", asked Hania confused.
"You don't forget we're taking Tiara to have fun?" arga reminded Hania.
We were? Hania glanced at Arga. Isn't the invitation to Surabaya Arga's idea? Why was he dragged along? Didn't Hania just help him keep his promise to Tiara?
"Yes, but why not here anyway, do not have to go far", Hania reluctant if you have to travel again.
"There are more tourism destinations, Han, many options, especially for Tiara" Arga said.
"As for me, I'll follow", Hania finally resigned, anyway, free to argue with the handsome man if he had the will, after all it's night and he's sleepy.
"Thank you for supporting me" Arga spontaneously grabbed onto Hania's fingers and smiled broadly.
"Eh?", Hania was shocked and misbehaved, her fingers suddenly grasped by Arga.
"Oh, sorry, sorry, I. reflex", Arga immediately took off Hania's hand after realizing her behavior.
Heh. Reflexes that benefit him. Arga scratched his non-itchy head.
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