Warm Maid
The same roof

And finally with just one ordinary suitcase, Alia came out of the room that was only two months old.

"Thank you, buk.. Alia permission farewell" he said politely when saying goodbye to the owner of the boarding house.

"Yes nak Alia" replied the owner of the heavy boarding house because the room was empty again.

The cyclone approached Alia with help carrying Alia's suitcase.

Alia surprised.

"Sir?? don't." reject Alia quickly.

But Typhoon did not care that he took over the bag from Alia's hands.

"You just take mom" said Typhoon and passed away leaving Alia.

Alia could only look at the back of the master.

"Sukma??" The Typhoon Mother called Alia.

"Yes??"

"La-par" exclaimed the Typhoon mother with a pouting face.

Alia sighed softly then slowly grabbed the master's mother's arm.

"Yes, we go home and then Alia's ready to eat mom.."

Mother Typhoon nodded.

"Sorry yes buk. mother so wake up so early. sorry yes" said Alia felt guilty.

But Typhoon's mother did not understand he even just smiled wryly when walking with Alia beside him.

"Later the milk a lot yaa" pinta mother Typhoon.

Alia smiled a little.

"Yes" replied Alia agreeing.

A different morning for Alia and Typhoon. Perhaps nothing in the history of the employer was so worried about the maid. But the Typhoon did so very consciously as if it were a natural thing.

But, without Typhoon, realize that his heart is more unsettled if Alia is in a place that is not worthy of the former rich mistress.

Typhoon put Alia's suitcase behind the trunk. And it was not long before the two women of different generations walked together with a smile framing their faces.

The typhoon watched closely at that moment and it made the restlessness of the night disappear somewhere.

***

Arriving at the employer's house, Alia immediately paid off her promise to the employer's mother who was very hungry.

He prepared cereals and milk at the request of his mother's employer quickly.

The typhoon also prepares its own morning coffee. And he accidentally saw the activity of Alia who was so serious about brewing warm milk owned by her mother.

Then shortly Alia brought the breakfast to the front of the Typhoon's mother who was ready at the dinner table.

"It's a cereal yes and it's special milk for mommy. in a big glass" Alia exclaimed with excitement.

Mom Typhoon enthusiastic. Alia quickly picked up the eating apron to cover the Typhoon's mother's chest.

Before long, Typhoon also returned to the dinner table with his morning cup of coffee and finally sat down at the dinner table together.

His gaze occasionally looked at the two people who were making him calm.

"Mother, the milk ha-ngat ya.." explained Alia gave a warning for Typhoon's mother to be careful. Then he grabbed a chair and finally sat down next to his mother.

But unintentionally, his gaze met the gaze of the master. Alia was terkage and instantly awkward.

Typhoon tries to calm down by again sipping coffee that is warm enough to fill the oral cavity yes.

"Hm, Alia.."

"Yes?"

"The room for you hasn't been cleaned yet." explained Typhoon.

"Oh, no papa.. Alia can clean up later, sir.."

"So for a while you slept with mom, huh?"

Alia seemed to think.

"Hm, because the empty room is only above and must be empty. There is no bed and closet" explained Typhoon again.

"Oh"

"Therefore I will buy it for you in a moment." continued Typhoon.

Alia surprised.

"Hm, it's better not to sir.."

"Topan.you better call me Typhoon.."

Alia was shocked again.

"Tw-pi.."

The cyclone saw Alia's uncomfortable reaction.

Alia swallowed her saliva.

"To be honest, I never thought you were a maid, Alia. You've been well cared for and a friend of my mother.and I feel you shouldn't feel low.." explains Typhoon as it is.

Alia's riveted.

"Later I'll clean the upper room.You just focus on taking care of mom.."

"But, sir.ah" interrupted Alia when it was seen the Typhoon's brow reaction changed. "Hm, that means mas.. Mas Typhoon please do not like that. please let Alia alone clean her room" urged Alia to feel bad receiving the kindness of her employer.

"Please don't make Alia feel bad about receiving kindness, pa. hm means Typhoon.." pinta Alia was restless.

Hearing Alia's words, Typhoon just kept silent by staring fixedly at Alia's huffed face.

Then he nodded slowly.

"Hm, fine if you want to, but, please do it later, after you sleep.because.."

"Yes.. Alia knows, mas Typhoon" cut Alia relieved.

"To-pan??" exclaim mother Typhoon suddenly.

Sontak Alia and Typhoon shocked.

"What buk?? mom...who did you call??" cycar Typhoon who was shocked to hear his name back in recognized by the mother.

"To-pan?? Epan??" said mother confused.

Typhoon smiling knot. His mother still did not recognize his son.

Alia who saw the look on the face of the master was also carried away by feeling. Then he's festive on the shoulders of Typhoon's mother.

"Mother, her name is mas To-pan, the mother's child" explained Alia gave understanding to the Typhoon mother who looked at the son with a blank look, without any love for the son anymore.

Typhoon sighed softly hearing Alia's words and could only set his sad heart when he saw the mother's blank stare.

Alia recognized the sad expression behind the calm face of Typhoon. But he couldn't do much, because Typhoon's mother was suffering from Alzaimer.

Soon, Typhoon left Alia and her mother.

Typhoon steps into the room and the door is closed.

Alia sighed softly and looked at the mother of the master who played the spoon in her hand.

"Mom.. I hope you can remember the same mother's son again??" alia's prayer is slow.

"Hm??" Typhoon's mother turned her head when she heard Alia's words.

Alia smiled faintly at the response of the mother of the master.

"mother knows?? the mother's son is a very good child.the mother must be proud to have given birth and raised a child like the Typhoon.." said Alia full of meaning, but unfortunately not a little Alia's speech affects the Typhoon's mother.

The memory of Typhoon's mother has completely disappeared and now her memory is just like a blank sheet of white paper.

***

At the same time, Rudy stood up with an annoyed and angry face. When I found out that Alia Zatifah had just come out of that shabby boarding house.

"So morning, Alia was picked up by a man." explained the hostess.

"What?? Men??"

"Yes." answered the hostess confidently.

Rudy was inflamed with a feeling of betrayal. He could not believe that Alia had male acquaintances.

"Do you know what kind of person he is??" ask Rudy worriedly.

The owner of the hostel seemed to think.

"High, dapper and like a rich man.."

Rudy heard in annoyance, that was not the trait he wanted.

"And the man brought the old mothers.."

Rudy's forehead was in wonder.

"Old mom??"

"Yes.the old mothers, but I think the mother is sick.."

Again Rudy was made not understand by the explanation that is too detailed from the mother of the hostess.

"Mother..if Alia comes back later, can you please call me??" Rudy took out his business card and gave it to the fat lady of the hostess.

The hostess accepted by reading Rudy's business card. And immediately his face turned shocked.

"Rudy Mahendra?? Rudy.. That rich Rudy Mahendra??" repeat the boarding mother with a shocked face not a bitch when reading the name listed on the business card.

Rudy did not understand the shock of the boarding mother.

"Please let me know, if Alia comes back??" rudy orders by taking out some red money and giving it to the hostess.

Mother boarding changes when getting windfall in the morning.

"Waah.yeah, I will contact Mr. Rudy if mbak Alia returns.certainly "the promise of the boarding mother sparkles.

"Okay, I'm waiting" Rudy said by walking away from the shabby boarding house.