Warm Maid
Keep promises

That morning at Bastian's Lawyer's office. All colleagues welcome the presence of Typhoon.

They chatted at length in response to the case that befell the Typhoon.

So inevitably Typhoon must join with friends who welcome his arrival.

After almost 2 hours of greeting, Typhoon finally returned to his study that had been empty for several months without being present.

However, Typhoon saw there was something strange that he realized from a chair that was different from the chair he used to sit all this time.

The cyclone walked towards the new-looking chair.

"What is Johan planning??" thought the Typhoon hesitated to sit on that chair.

But before long, there was the sound of footsteps coming into the room.

Typhoons.

"Kevin??" welcome Typhoon happy.

Likewise with Kevin who immediately hugged the Typhoon.

"Finally you're in, too." exclaimed Kevin.

Typhoon patted Kevin's shoulder strongly.

"Yes, I have to make money." replied Typhoon.

Kevin whipped his eyes in suspicion.

"you mean? must enterprising?? indeed, all this time you've been less active in looking for money??" asked Kevin.

The storm only smirked a little.

And soon another one entered with a relaxed pace.

Kevin and Typhoon turned to the origin of the sound of the move.

And it turns out Dodi is standing at the door.

"Topan?? Johan's waiting for you.."

The typhoon breathed a long breath.

"It seems, Johan still did not finish his anger yesterday.."

Kening Kevib linked in wonder.

"Yes there already, for here you are the only one who dares to make it rise in blood.."

Typhoon smirked small.

"Basic!! bet the court documents I have to take care of this week.."

"Good.." said Kevin. And the Typhoon passed to go to the floor where the boss and his friend.

***

Among the many rooms that are in the office of Bastian's lawyer. Only Johan's room was the one he didn't like the most.

The owner's aura seemed to fill the room until some of his staff also had a nature like Johan.

Cold, stiff and kill the three things that berngitu clearly felt on the figure of Johan B. Bastians. Probably all because of his family background which was a General's son.

The elevator that Typhoon was riding finally arrived on the floor to which it was headed. The elevator doors opened and a very strong atmosphere was felt.

The cyclone stepped along with its breath. He was ready to face Johan if he really wanted to get angry again.

The typhoon passes through Dodi who is the right hand of Johan's trust from the first.

Typhoon entered with a calm face of the superior.

"Finally you're in, too.."

The walking typhoon leisurely took a seat on the sofa of the room. Then sit with your breath ready.

"If you want to get started, then I'm ready." Typhoon didn't eat Johan.

Johan's amazed.

"You mean?? what did I start?"

"You'll be angry again, so I'm ready, quick.. "

Johan smirked a little.

"Who wants to get angry?? you're this!!" sahut Johan while removing an envelope from behind his drawer. Then get up to walk to where the Typhoon is sitting. And casually placed the large envelope in front of the Typhoon.

The cyclone looked at the envelope in front of him.

"New task." said Johan while sitting on the sofa.

The typhoon stared with a linked forehead.

"Task??"

"Move over. and open Bastian in the area I designated.." Johan said calmly.

The typhoon stared at Johan sharply.

"You mean??"

"You can no longer be here. Yesterday's case a little bit makes your good name a matter of consideration for clients.."

Typhoon silently weighed on the envelope.

"Give Kevin a divorce assignment, and you take on an even bigger assignment in a new place.."

"You threw me away??"

The nearest Johan silently took a sharp Typhoon look.

"Business is business, I don't deny it" Johan said honestly.

"But I never betrayed you Typhoon.You must know my nature.I will not throw my own brother, so.." Johan said slightly paused. " It's a good path for you, you can still make a career in a new place and start a new life with Alia without any mass stories.."

Typhoon nimbang.

"Batam.." said Johan.

The typhoon breathed a long breath.

"Give me some time. "pinta Typhoon who then passed away left Johan without taking the envelope of the moving task that the friend gave him.

Dodi looks at the back of the Typhoon lawyer who left the reason room.

Exactly as Johan had guessed, Typhoon would be hard to accept. Because Typhoon was betrayed by a coworker who had raised his name.

But Johan chose Typhoon to be the representative of Bastian in Batam is also not without a strong reason. Typhoon lawyer skills are indeed more appropriate to overcome the business mafia case in Batam.

***

When the Typhoon stopped at his doorstep. He hesitated a little to knock.

But unexpectedly the door opened. And the figure of the woman who was again able to remove her hump appeared.

"Mas is home??" greet Alia with a smile.

For a moment the Typhoon was in the ground.

"Come on, come in.. Alia is doing something.." invite Alia who unhesitatingly grabbed the Typhoon's arm to follow her.

The typhoon just followed without resisting.

I saw my mother sitting in the middle of the garden.

"Tadaaaa.." cried Alia as if a surprise. " It's a Cafe-style house. "obviously Alia on Typhoon who looks surprised by the title of a makeshift pedestal on the grass and a table that Typhoon remembers it is a corner table for the complement of the Sofa that used to be.

"Let's sit here with mom.."

"O-oh.." said Typhoon who is still trying to lure.

"Want coffee or tea??" ask Alia like a waiter.

"Emmh, ko-pi.." said Typhoon by releasing his backpack.

"OK.." said Alia who then passed away to go to the back kitchen. To leave the Typhoon and the mother there.

Typhoon eating his old mother.

"What did Alia do??" ask the Typhoon to the mother.

However, it is only in vain because the mother will not answer questions that she may not understand.

But Typhoon saw on the table that there was already mother's milk and also a snack of fries.

A glimpse of the Typhoon smiling small. Alia was really so good at looking after her mother, that she might not be as good at looking after her.

While Typhoon enjoying the atmosphere of the afternoon in the garden of his home. He never thought of such an idea.

"Oh... once answer the question Typhoon... Do you still remember the same Typhoon??" ask the Typhoon to the mother who was choosing fries in front of him.

Typhoon's mother's fingers stopped and slowly her empty eyes ate the son.

"Mom remember the Typhoon??"

Mom ate a long meal, but she went back to eating french fries and took one for her to eat.

The typhoon breathed a long breath.

"Oh, you know why Typhoon bought this house??" ask the Typhoon while traveling far away. "Topan wants you to be the mother of rich people. like the mother of friends Cyclone that used to be.." Cyclone story reminisces.

"Streetings to places you never imagined with a Typhoon.."

"And the Typhoon hopes that with all the money that the Typhoon has, the mother can buy whatever she used to want to have.but." said Typhoon depends heavily. "But in fact the mother just chose medicine and stayed in the room"

Typhoon sighed as if he felt sad could not make happy the mother who has now forgotten all her memories.

And before long, there was the sound of Alia's step money back by carrying a slightly large tray.

The typhoon turned around and reflexes helped Alia carry a slightly heavy tray.

"Thank you mas.." cried Alia.

The cyclone put the tray on the table and was shocked. There were 3 dishes of fried rice on top of that tray.

"This??"

"Alia who cooks.." said Alia quickly.

Surprised typhoon.

"You??" ask Typhoon unsure.

Alia nodded.

The cyclone was still astonished and more precisely unsure.

Then suddenly Alia pulled out a black book.

"This." said Alia by showing the book to Typhoon.

Typhoon confused.

"This is a book that Alia accidentally found in a warehouse room, was just about to take a table. but it turns out there is a recipe book that seems to have a mother wrote first.."

Typhoon took the book and looked at the sheets of books that had been written with typical handwriting of mothers.

Typhoon fixated. Then not long remember if you used to love watching cooking shows brought by chef Rudy Choirudin and mother Sisca Soewitomo.

Typhoon smiling small.

" It's true that mother's writing used to not be able to cook, but when there was TV, mother was very diligent to watch cooking shows and record every recipe that was being aired.."

"Ooh.." exclaimed Alia amazed by seeing Typhoon's mother.

Typhoon closed the book and gave it to Alia.

"It's for you.."

Alia's riveted.

"Your new task, learn to cook for me" said Topan.

Alia was embarrassed while taking the recipe book.

"Ready.." said Alia. "Let's mas, try fried rice from the mother's recipe first." said Alia while taking 1 plate for mother.

"Alisa.."

"Yes??" sahut Alia.

Typhoon silent pause.

"What if we get married this week.."

Degs.. Alia's riveted.

Typhoon swallowed his salivary.

"This is my promise, once free is to want to marry you immediately.and.."

Alia's lips were clenched.

"And we're gonna start a new life in a different place.."

Alia's forehead is linked. Typhoon dined on Alia.

"What do you think?? do you want to??"