
In the car, Sifa and Abash just kept quiet, no one opened discussion between them.
Sifa also had just glanced at Abash who was still focused on driving.
"Why?" abash asked suddenly which made Sifa surprised.
"Yes?"
Abash turned to Sifa and asked. "Why are you looking at me?"
"Oh? Engg, that ... Dad's waist is fine, right?" ask Sifa.
"Huh? My waist? Why the hell?" abash asked with a frown.
"Engg, that. This morning I heard that Om Arka, Om Fadil, and Om Leo were sick because of the carrying of their wives" said Sifa. "My waist doesn't hurt, does it?" shifa quietly and timidly.
Abash raised his eyebrows next door and looked resentfully at Sifa. Did the girl think Abash was the same age as the papi?
"You underestimated me?" abash asked in a dislike tone.
"Not that. I'm just worried, if you hurt your waist because of me," Sifa softly and lowered her face.
"My waist is fine. Even to carry you to mount Simeru I still can," Abash said with a sniffle.
"Well my father took me to mount simeru?" sifa asked with her innocent face.
Abash turned to Sifa and sighed softly. "Look at the lava," he replied in annoyance.
"Huh? Lahar? Make what? Yes, I don't want ah. My sins are still many" Sifa's great-grandson.
"Yes, you asked him a macem-macem" said Abash.
"Sir, stop," cried Sifa suddenly which made Abash surprised and pressed the brake pedal, making the car stop suddenly.
Cciiit ....
Tiii .... Pinnnn ....
The sound of the horn sounded deafening. Abash glanced at Sifa and returned to drive his car to pull over.
"What's wrong?" abash asked in annoyance. "You know what? What are you doing that's dangerous?"
"I'm sorry, sir," Sifa's great-grandson lowered her face, and the girl's hands twisted around each other in fear.
Looking at the frightened Sifa, Abash sighed softly, then the man turned his head back towards the girl next to him.
"I'm sorry, if I raise my voice to you" said Abash, who made Sifa slowly turn her face toward Abash.
"Why are you telling me to stop?" abash asked again in a soft voice.
"That's it, we're getting to the office. I'd better get down here, so no one will see if I get out of the car, Father," Sifa said with a trembling voice.
"So you want to get down here?" ask Abash.
"Yes, the distance here is not too far when walking. I'm down here, sir!"
Abash sighed slowly. "Hmm, it's up to you."
"Yes, thank you very much for the ride, sir."
"Hmm, yeah, same."
"Oh yes, about the paper bag given by Ms Quin, Can I leave it in your car first? Later when I get home from work, I take it," said Sifa.
"Hmm, yeah. Let it be in the car. Anyway, our way home is in the same direction."
"Don't you go back to the palace?" ask Sifa.
"Stana?" ask Abash.
"Yes, your parents' house is like a palace. So was Farel's grandfather's house," Sifa's great-granddaughter.
"Hmm, big or small house. It is still called home. Have you ever heard of my private home, my palace?" ask Abash.
"Yes, never."
"Well, did you see if the house of the Jew was big or small?" ask Abash again.
"Judy? I don't know his name Budi, sir. What else to play to his house," replied Sifa with her innocent face.
Abash patted his own forehead as he sighed softly.
"I mean Budi who is often in the textbooks," angry Abh with anxiety.
"Oh, that's Budi. This is Budi's mother, this is Budi's father, this is Budi's house!" said Sifa who was influenced by Abash.
"Do you see the picture of Budi's house?" tanya Abash who was nodded by Sifa.
"The money is neither big nor small. But keep saying my house is my palace, isn't it?"
"Yes, Mr. Bener. Waah, it turns out that the smart father is also yes," kekeh Sifa who made Abash look at him dumbfoundedly.
"I graduated from S2 when I was twenty-one, yes, Sifa. And at that age, I've built the company slowly and gradually."
"Yes, I'm sorry, I was just joking. Duh, Mr. Sensi very anyway, like a PMS girl," kekeh Sifa which makes Abash flicked his forehead.
"Upps, I'm just kidding" Abash said with his flat face.
"Sih, instead of laughing even in the center," muttered Sifa quietly while rubbing his forehead that felt sore.