
After a few seconds staring at each other, they decided to go out to see guests who had driven away customers Rafan who was enjoying their hanging out.
"Hmm, lady!" exclaim Bima slowly.
Hearing Bima soon Erli saw the person who made Bima surprised.
"He .. isn't that Xavier's mother?" erli asked as he turned his gaze towards Bima who was standing next to Rafan.
"Yes, you're right. She is indeed Xavier's biological mother," replied Bima who was now walking backwards, "wait! how do you know it's the big lady." Staring full of curiosity.
"I used to meet him when I was a tutor in a rich man's housing complex, but why did he come here to bring so many people?" reply Erli who now clamp some of his hair.
"We'd better meet him so we know what he means here!" bring Rafan.
Rafan took Erli's hand and the three of them walked together toward Sasmita—the mother of Xavier's birth who had long lived abroad. Safwan and Sasmita's marriage failed as Safwan was seduced by Sasmita's new assistant who is currently the mistress at the Safwan— residence Erli's stately home just over a week ago.
Nita is Xavier's stepmother who intends to harm Erli if Xavier is responsible for the child Erli was carrying at the time and he is the one whom Jafar met. Nita also insulted and ridiculed the Jafar family, that's why Jafar and Khafi so much hate the Xavier family.
The old woman sat quietly facing the crowded street in the passing vehicle. Wrinkled skin does not reduce the beauty of Sasmita, the radiance of his clear eyes adds to the beauty of his face.
"Good morning, how can I help you?" greet Rafan to start their conversation.
Sasmita smiled and looked at the faces of the three of them in turn.
"You're here too?" The eyes were on Bima who was standing behind Rafan.
"It's just a coincidence Madam," Bima said kindly.
Sasmita smiled, the old woman rose from her seat approaching Rafan and Erli.
"Can you get your employees to leave this restaurant?" pinta Sasmita with a smile on her lips, "You are also Bima!" he continued while sitting back.
Bima nodded and walked leaving three people sitting opposite. Rafan sent a short message to the office group, telling all his employees to take a day off.
It didn't take long for the 12 employees present to leave the restaurant with a bright face, their moods falling upside down with Rafan and Erli. The couple were worried and anxious because their restaurant was visited by Safwan's first wife, the second richest man in the capital.
Sasmita took a sip of the latte he had previously ordered, after being satisfied to enjoy the latte Sasmita began the conversation.
"You must be wondering about my arrival here" Sasmita said confidently.
Rafan who had been waiting for Sasmita to start their conversation answered and asked with a nodding head.
"What interest do you have in coming to our restaurant?" Staring with a sad look.
"I want to take my son's flesh and blood!" he said without hesitation.
Erli gasped at the old woman, "What does Madam mean?"
"The child you gave birth to Xavier's son isn't it?" with raised eyebrows next to.
"No! Al my son, he's not Xavier's son!" beat Erli with glaring eyes.
Xavier's mother grinned as she nodded her head at one of the bodyguards who always stood facing her. The man with the head of the plontos came in carrying a black suitcase, placed the suitcase on the table and opened the suitcase containing money.
"Is this less to redeem Xavier's son?" Sasmita's question infuriated Erli.
Rafan's wife does not accept the offer given by Xavier's biological mother.
"I think you're different from him, who's ready to hurt me if Xavier admits to the child I gave birth to." The blood vessels in his neck throbbed as he blurted out that sentence.
Sasmita's eyes widened to hear Erli's words, "What do you mean?" sasmita asked with narrowed eyes.
"Go from here! I don't need all of you're treasures. Please let us live quietly!" He covered his hands in front of Sasmita.
"You are special, Mai. It's a pity my son can't marry you" Sasmita said with tears streaming down her eyes.
Rafan who had been silent since then now spoke up, "What exactly is your purpose in visiting us?"
"I was just wondering about your wife!" point Sasmita with his chin, "Xavier always talks about him when he comes home to my house. He also often complains of your indifferent attitude to the presence of Maira" said Sasmita who closed the suitcase he showed Erli and Rafan.
"What is your business with my family?" Grinning his forehead, "how I treat her is my right and has nothing to do with you and also your deceased child!" rafan said slowly, but sharply.
"Indeed right," she replied with her head nodding, "but, as a husband you should be more attentive with her!"
"No need to set me up! You better get out of here and bring all the money and your bodyguards!" drive Rafan kalem.
"Because of you I have to suffer the loss of not opening this restaurant," he lamented with sharpening eyes.
Sasmita pushed the suitcase on the table, "It can pay for my loss today. I'm sorry I ruined your business!" Sasmita moved from her seat and the old woman wore the scarf she had opened when she came to this restaurant.
"Wait Madam! Please bring this suitcase, I don't need the money you brought!" Rafan breathed out his heavy breath.
"Jony get that suitcase!" sasmita's word was on her bodyguard carrying her employer's tote bag.
Just come to the restaurant alone Sasmita deployed 10 bodyguards to escort him. Not for the styles, that he did because of his work as a woman. I don't know what dangers he was worried about which was clearly the actions of Xavier's mother are somewhat more.
"You all right, honey?" Grasping both of Erli's hands.
"I'm nervous Mas. I'm honestly very scared right now" Erli said in a trembling voice.
"Yes, I know. This is it your hands are still cold rich in ice," replied Rafan kalem.
"Mas, why are we always in this nuisance? What is my fault in this world?" Erli buried his face between his hands placed on the table.
"You're not wrong, it's wrong that I haven't noticed you all this time." Rafan kisses the end of Erli's head affectionately.
Erli looked up at Rafan and he shook his head in response to her husband's words. The atmosphere in the silent restaurant there was only the sound of the roar of car and motorcycle engines passing in front of the Makmur Kenyang restaurant.
A deep gaze encouraged their desire to advance each other's heads.
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Happy reading guys, sorry if she's been flat lately. Understand yes ... crumb of this cracker again temphed the level of sub-district🥴