THE UNIVERSE IS FOLLOWING US
CHAPTER 71

While still in the Lembang area, a cement house mess, looks a woman and one middle-aged man are on the move on the front porch of the house. After you finish washing clothes and drying clothes.

Ms. Halimah also made a glass of warm tea for her husband. In the mix fried banana snacks add to the atmosphere of a fairly bright morning.

"Sir, drink first." call Ms. Halimah.

Mr. Rohim is still busy cleaning the grass on the terrace mess. Wearing plain oblong with black vertical motif holster. A machete was still in his grasp.

"Sir, drink first. Later on continue his work. The mump is still warm. If it's cold no longer good, sir." Ms. Halimah is still waiting for her husband to finish work.

"A little more, ma'am. This responsibility is done." said Mr. Rohim while holding his waist.

"Mother why? her waist pain? I told you not to be suspended. Where Naura follow the Clouds to Jakarta. Are you confused about who to help?" said Ms. Halimah with an anxious tone

Ms. Halimah immediately asked her husband to sit on the terrace seat. Still massaging his waist, Mr. Rohim's hands moved on a warm cup of tea.

Ms. Halimah moved next to her husband. His hands began to massage the shoulders of Mr. Rohim.

"Sir, I heard that he said Salma wanted to invite you to stay here, huh?"

"Yes, Mom. I used to work here with Johan. But because there was a misunderstanding, so I resigned. And it looks like Johan back then was instigated by someone else."

"So that's what made Salma apologize when we arrived. I understand that Salma didn't do anything at the time. Her name is a wife for sure she should be behind her husband. Especially at that time Mr. Burhan had offered to work in his factory. You choose to go home, Mom. Because you can't leave you in the village for long. I still remember when Fatimah was sick. You feel called to stay in the village working as if."

"Yes, sir, I remember. I'm sorry, yes, sir. So far has not been a good mother for Imah, Sandi and Uti."

"Thank you, mom. I want to raise Uti. Even though he is not our son." replied Mr. Rohim.

"I'm sorry, Mom. That's the father and Inah." Inner mr Rohim.

"Who are Uti's parents? be sure to put the baby near the river. Fortunately the father found out, otherwise it might have been eaten by crocodiles" said Ms. Halimah.

"Easy, Mom. Don't remember the sad. It's about noon. You're not cooking?"

"Mother is confused, sir.what would you cook? my mother called Uti but was not picked up. Don't tell me there's no mentang we even wake up at noon" said Ms. Halimah while looking at the cellphone.

Miss Halimah went into the house. Check out what you can do for lunch. He really is still in the situation there. During this time the diligent cooking at home is Uti. Since growing up, Uti has loved to mix food in the kitchen. Ms. Halimah does not limit what her child does as long as it is positive.

Meanwhile, Halimah and Mr. Rohim live in the mess that should be occupied by Dira and Juna. Because he said Juna had not had time to bring Dira to Lembang. Simple Mess located in factory area.

"Mom, this is what I told Ms. Salma to come to the house. Madam Salma cooked a lot. Non Ayu goes to town with her husband for Salsa immunization."

"Oh, I'm so bad, help me not even come to eat."

"It's okay, Mom. You're Miss Salma's family."

Ms. Halimah asked her husband to get ready for Salma's place. Mr. Rohim asked his wife to leave first.

"Father follow dong. Salma is my brother. I'm not good at just coming."

"It's okay, Mom. There was Bu Wiwit who nemenin mother. Father's work has not been done."

"Sorry, Miss Wiwit I'm with my husband."

" Oh, yes, Mom. Excuse me first." said Mak Wiwit.

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A handsome young man got out of his car. Of course it was opened by the driver. His steps look elegant going into the cafe. With his sunglasses the figure sauntered into the cafe.

The man opened his car. Of course matching the photo sent business relations. Her smile expanded as she looked at the sweet figure sitting on one of the visitor's chairs.

"Miss Dira," the baritone voice greeted Dira at close range.

"Thank you for coming to see me. Oh, yes my name is Panji from Honey company Blessing. I plan to cooperate with the factory Mr. Burhan.It turns out you are beautiful too."

"Thank you, can you start the meeting?"

"Oh yes sorry. Have you ordered?"

"Not yet."

Panji called the waitres to order food. The man asked Dira's order, Dira also said only follow Panji's order. For a moment they are engrossed in small talk about everyday life. Dira also begins to get familiar with Panji. According to Dira, the figure of Panji can follow the atmosphere. Not stupid and suple. That was only Dira's assessment for the time being.

The pennant looked at the woman sitting before him. Just this time he met a woman who was one frequency, chatter connect. I like literature anyway. From afar the Clouds monitor the familiarity of the two. As a man he understood that the man's gesture was not just a client.

"So how, Wan?" the baritone voice behind that flat screen.

"Yes, you can see from my video. Madame Arjuna was very happy to see the man."

"Where are you now?"

"I'm at the cafe rainbow Cipayung area."

"You wait there." The receiver turned off his phone.

"So you are alumni of NUSA BANGSA High School as well? how can it be the same? I'm an alumnus there too but class of 2007."

"Well, you're already a senior, yeah. Far above my brother's force certainly." said Dira while sipping avocado juice.

"Yes, it's old. Are you married?"

"Oh, Dira is married. Why are you doing that?" Dira was shocked that there was a familiar voice in the back.

"May I sit down?" without waiting for Panji's instructions the figure immediately took a seat beside Dira.

"You?" Dira glared at the figure beside him.

"Yes, why baby?" his eyes flickered flickering flirtatiously towards Dira.

"He who?" ask Panji.

"I'm Dira's husband, Arjuna Bramantyo. Why is his attitude so? if my wife's business cooperation can be ordinary. Let's just say I don't exist." Dira nudges Juna's leg.

"Owh, so you have a husband?"

"Can we have an initial goal, Mr. Panji?" He reminds her of her client.

"Oh, sorry. We'll start the meeting again."