Wedding Playwright
PS 73: The Hidden
Ganis came out of the dressing room, her long white dangling dress was already wrapped around her body, looking absolutely perfect. Saga was stunned when she first saw Ganis standing in front of her in the wedding dress.
“How is Mas?” asked Ganis, her hair still unraveling. Saga smiled as she lifted her thumb.
“Sperfect” said. Ganis blushed in shame.
After steadily choosing the dress, gentian Ganis is waiting for Saga fitting the bridal suit. After making their own choices, they move to another place.
“We where else is Mas?” asked Ganis while holding on to Saga's arm.
“Cincin” says Saga brief.
“Um?”
“Why else Miss Beautiful?”
“I'm wearing a ring?” Ganis raised his hand, revealing the diamond ring that was on his finger.
“That's you, how am I? We should have the same ring after this wedding, let everyone know if we're really married, let no one think you're weird again”
“Serious the”
“It is, I do not want my wife to be humbled by others”
“Ehm...continue their fate so how did Mas?” Ganis.
“Yes the same, I don't want them interning in my company wherever”
“Hah?”
“Iya, actually pity, let alone the Papa yesterday came, it turns out that Mr. Wiyana is the leader of the subsidiary company, the person is kind and loyal, but yes how about it.I have taken the best decision”.
“It's a shame, but it is so Mas, if the internship in Mas company it has determined a career will be good?” Ganis wanted to make sure once again.
“Say people are so, so I always say do not waste a chance, loss later. If they do not do strange, then I will not be arbitrarily” he said at length. Ganis nodded in understanding.
“My husband is cool” Ganis lifts his thumb, Saga stamps at his smile. This he learned from Mr. Candra during his life and led the Arjuna Group.
***
Some little boys and girls with the age range of 9 years out to welcome the arrival of Saga and Ganis. They scramble the hands of Saga and Ganis to shake hands.
Ganis smiled at the presence of those who were very enthusiastic about welcoming his arrival.
“Gantian, do not scramble” said a woman from inside when she saw the children crowding.
“I miss the same handsome om” chirps a two pigtailed girl with adorable tone. Saga looked down at the little girl.
“Masa?” saga asked with a sigh of anxiety as she looked at the girl's cheek.The little boy nodded while revealing his row of teeth, his face very cheerful.
“For a long time om not here” protest. Saga was still down, this time he took over the body of the little girl in front of him, then raised the tiny body of the girl. Ganis noticed the moment.
"Have you taken a shower yet?" saga asked, the adorable little girl named Disya.
A house with a very spacious yard, there are some typical children's toys there. Posts “Kasih” Orphanage emblazoned in front of the green painted house.
A woman who had been at the door immediately descended from the steps towards Ganis and Saga. The woman smiled kindly. Ganis shouts at the woman.
“Your wife?” ask the woman to Saga who was still holding the little girl.
“Include, my mother's homepage here”
“Oh...salam know Mom, my name is Ganis”.
“Yes, my wife Bu” Saga added. “Sorry just brought him here”
“Nothing, I know you are very busy with your work, beautiful once”.
“I Fatimah, can be called Mother Fatimah”
“Good Bu” replied Ganis friendly.
The little girl asked to get down from the sling Saga, Saga slowly lowered the girl. The girl ran away and joined her friends at the playground. They seem happy together.
“Let's go to” said Bu Fatimah.
“Thank you Bu”
Saga did not tell her in advance if she would visit the orphanage beforehand.
“Awhile, I went back first, there was something I had to finish”
“Iya Bu” reply Saga.
Ganis and Saga were in a room that had no seats, on the wall many pictures of children's work were attached. Ganis noticed one by one.
“Mas, is this Mas's Foundation?” Ganis.
“Iya, a few years ago Mama who took the initiative to establish it”
“Mas never told you before?”
Saga smiled slightly, she saw a picture of a house with blue paint attached to the temple in front of her. There is the writing of Habibi's name in the right corner of the picture.
“No need to tell me too, this is you I brought here”
Ganis smiled, not expecting the Saga family to also set up an orphanage.
“I like children, know if there is an orphanage, when I am unemployed at home, I can come here with the children who are here”
“Tomorrow you can do it” Saga happy, it turns out Ganis has a sincere desire in her foster children.
“Let's drink this tea” Bu Fatimah brought a tray containing two glasses of warm tea, Ganis helped Bu Fatimah by taking over the tray.
Returning to the living room, Ganis placed the tea on the table. Saga walked towards the window, her gaze fixed on the children who were playing together with their cheerful laughter.
“Is everything okay, Mom?” Saga is still focused on watching the kids play.
“Alhamdulillah, all is well”
Saga smiled happily.
“Yesterday there was the arrival of one more”
“Oh yes?”
“Iya, newborn, abandoned around the complex here”
Ganis was astonished to hear the words of Ms. Fatimah, with the ease of a mother throwing away a completely innocent baby.
“No letters or other marks, after a long debate, finally the police brought him here”
“Urus well Mom, hopefully they will be successful kids” hope Saga, now she turns her body, sits on a rattan chair next to Ganis.
“Aminn” said Bu Fatimah and Ganis almost simultaneously.
Saga grabbed a glass of warm tea, his hands opened the lid of the glass, sipping on the warm tea that was still steaming the smoke. Then put it back on the table.
“Oh yes, introduce your wife, let us be more familiar” pinta Bu Fatimah.
“Bu...Can I come here to meet the kids sometime?”
Hearing the question from Ganis, the smile of Sumringah Bu Fatimah expanded. In his heart he was very happy to see Saga having a wife like Ganis.
“By once Ganis, the kids must be very happy”
“Iya Ma'am, will I agenda” Ganis smiled.
The orphanage headed by Bu Fatimah already accommodates as many as hundreds of orphans, the Foundation established by Mr. Candra is also very responsible in caring for all children. Both in their daily needs and education.
Ganis salutes what he just knew, Saga is different, never speaks much, but the action makes him happy.
“We go home first huh?” Ganis stood among the rows of children who had welcomed him earlier.
“Cock cepet?” ask the boy with straight hair.
“Yes how to get home?” protest girl braided two.
“Iya, tomorrow-tomorrow om and aunt will be here again” said Bu Fatimah.
“Iya” added Saga
The sense of happiness that Ganis feels when meeting children is one of the cures for the tranquility of his life, it is not at all unexpected if Saga and his family have a very noble foundation.