Warm Maid
The Unexpected Meeting

"This. mother ate this, the taste of ice cream is very good." said Alia while giving a small cron of roadside ice crim for old mother.

Both of them sat on slightly clean stones.

The old woman took it in doubt. But Alia immediately grabbed the old woman's hand and gave the little cron straight away.

The old woman looked with a sparkling face, then she slowly tasted the ice cream.

Alia gave a small smile looking at the old woman's behavior then she let out a long sigh. For a moment he felt if his legs hurt a little and Alia examined the eye of his right leg which turned out to be injured.

"Aaah, it deserves to be sick." exclaimed Alia looking at the wound that turned bloody.

But soon a man's voice sounded like calling.

"Mother???" the man shouted from a distance.

Alia looked at the origin of the voice.

"Mother???" call the man who finally arrived before Alia with gasping breath.

"Mom where have you been??" exclaimed the man by hugging the old woman who looked unconcerned.

Alia Relfek stood up in shock.

"Ma-sorry.." interrupted Alia cutting off the man's novelty.

"Ta-di. That's when your mother almost got hit.."

The man immediately got up and faced Alia.

And at once the face of the Typhoon was caught when he saw the figure in front of him now, Alia Zatifah.

"Mrs Alia??" storm without hesitation.

Alia stared as the man before her recognized her.

Alia looked confused and could not remember the figure of this man before her.

"You don't remember me??? I'm Typhoon, Mahendra's family lawyer." explains Typhoon.

Degs.. Alia froze when she heard the family name that had dumped her.

***

"Thank you, Mrs Alia, you saved my mother." said Typhoon thankfully.

Alia just smiled faintly.

"I'm not the Madam anymore, and I just spontaneously saved your Mother Mr. Typhoon, and thank God your mother is okay" said Alia sungkan.

Typhoon was relieved, then he turned to the mother who was still enjoying the small ice cream that had been exhausted from earlier.

"Mother.. it's over, later Typhoon buy another if mother wants.." exclaimed Typhoon on the mother and festive cron that has been messy in the hands of the mother.

But the Typhoon's mother dodged, she did not want the cron taken.

Alia just smiled a little, then with a reflex she touched the clothes of Typhoon's mother.

"Mother?? ice cream is good???"

Mother Typhoon nodded quickly.

Alia smiling.

"But it's over, later the Typhoon sir will give it again to mother..yes??" alia said softly as she grabbed the rest of the crumbled cron in the hands of Typhoon's mother.

The storm was littered with the gentle speech of Alia.

"Once again thank you, Madam." said Typhoon who was still polite and respectful to his former mistress client.

Alia just smiled.

"Then excuse me, Mr. Typhoon.my mother goes first, and next time be careful.." said Alia finally left just like that from the front of the Typhoon and her mother.

Alia stepped away. But the Typhoon continued to stare at the back of the woman who was now dressed shabby with a worn backpack.

Typhoon accidentally saw on the feet of Alia who turned bloody.

"Mistress??" the Typhoon called and felt guilty not paying attention to details.

But Alia passed by crossing the highway.

"Sukma?? where's Sukma??" ask Typhoon's mother who immediately looks for a figure from the name "Sukma" .

The storm looked in wonder.

"Mother?? Who's sukma??" ask Typhoon.

"Sukma??? Sukma???" call the Typhoon's mother without caring about the child's question.

The typhoon let out a desperate sigh, really taking care of the forgotten mother really became a big test for him.

Then shortly, Typhoon grabbed the mother's fingers.

"Come, we go home buk. I have to shower and change clothes" said Typhoon.

The old woman was silent by looking at the Typhoon's face.

And the Typhoon pulled the old woman to follow in his footsteps.

***

At night, Alia Zatifah was laying her body on a very shabby mattress.

He just felt his body a little pain from crashing on the asphalt.

Even the scarred leg looks a little swollen.

"You don't remember me??? I'm Typhoon, Mahendra's family lawyer." at first glance Alia remembers the face of the lawyer who had successfully realized the divorce request from Rudy her ex-husband.

"Aaah, is the world too narrow to meet the accomplices of the family.." muttered Alia who did not like having to meet with part of the Mahendra family.

Slowly Alia turned to face the wall of the room that looked untidy because the wall paint was peeled off and even fell out.

But far the most important thing in Alia's mind at the moment is how she looks for work tomorrow.

This is the umpteenth time he was fired. For a moment his heart was sad, how bad was the life he lived.

Unknowingly, he shed tears.

"Strong Alia.you must be strong, for sure.there must be work that you can do" whispered Alia to encourage herself.

But the feeling of sadness and fatigue has dominated the physical and mind.

Being a poor widow is her choice. He did not ask for anything, even leaving behind all the luxury items that had been the most beautiful gift Rudy Mahendra gave him.

Sobs in silence had been her bedmate all this time. Shedding all tears is the best way to let the burden of his heart out and tomorrow can welcome the day even stronger.

Until finally Alia fell asleep in the silence of the night.