
“I've arrived at the hotel lobby. You're in what room number, I'm there.”
“I'll be down, Mas.”
Pandu let out a rough sigh as the call was decided unilaterally by Vera. He was already very worried even very, very afraid of something happening with the girl. Pandu stood in the lobby unsettled, pacing back and forth to wait for Vera to come down.
One minute
Two minutes
Five minutes
The girl was not seen either. Pandu wanted to catch up but did not know which room Vera was in. He can only pray, may Vera arrive with a form that is fine.
“Sorry, I'm old, yes.”
Pandu immediately turned around, looking at Vera who was now standing in front of him. The girl was holding a suitcase, her lips were on their backs, but Pandu could still see the stale eyes and the red nose. Without even asking first, Pandu grabbed Vera's suitcase and invited the girl to leave.
“We go straight home or where are you going?” ask Pandu.
“Ajourn,” replied Vera.
The two walked to a parked car. Pandu opened the door when he arrived, asking Vera to come in. Then he also got behind the wheel and put the four wheels on.
No chatter is created, the two are silent with their respective minds. Vera continued to stare out the window, her eyes returning hot and tears began to break out. A small sigh that came out of Vera's lips, averted Pandu's gaze for a moment. The man was surprised when he saw Vera's shoulder go up and down.
Pandu wants to pull over the car, but the night is getting late. Finally he chose to let Vera who was still crying, and still driving the car to get to Jakarta soon.
“Don't hesitate, I won't bother you. Take out all the burdens you are carrying, Ver.”
**
This sunny morning, Dera and Daren brought baby twins to sunbathe. Both of them were very happy when they saw their children wriggling small. Baby Zakira in the father's arms, whining and ending in tears.
“Hayo ... Ayah apain, tuh, Sister to cry so,” Dera accused.
“Nnothing, Mother. Brother is spoiled again Daddy,” replied Daren.
“Haus nih rich’nya, Bun,” said Daren.
“Masa anyway? Or I can't remember him times,” chirps Dera.
“Gosh! Mother Suuzan continues to be the same Father, Nak.”
Dera laughs. Then he asked Zakira and gave Zanira to Daren. The two work together, taking care of their baby-baby to grow well. Daren does not want to make Dera feel the difficulty himself, he must be ready to be on standby to help his wife. Sometimes work takes time with family.
**
“Good men, will never play with the heart of women. The opposite is true.”
Vera told Hamidah everything. He kept crying when he remembered yesterday's incident, where he saw with his own eyes, that Befan had a fiancee.
“Rise, Sweetheart. Aunty can only support you. Anyway the best for you,” continued Hamidah. Vera nodded.
“Didn't there be a man who came to this house, and then asked me to Auntie? I'm tired of heartache just, want to be sure,” chirped Vera.
“Seriously, huh? Entar invited to marry, even do not want and end up hurt again.”
“Dih, Aunt. Apaan, anyway. My people are just sad, after all, Mr. Befan is also not who I am. So it won't be sad for long.”
“Iya, huh. Actually there's already a man who came here and asked you to Auntie. Just because at that time you were busy in college, so Aunt has not told me,” said Hamidah.
“Serious, Auntie? Kok, how brave the man when we do not know,” said Vera. “But Aunt accept no?”
“Ngak. Even Auntie told me to go home.”
“Kok, so?”
Hamidah exhaled his breath rough. “Although Aunt has become a substitute for your parents, Aunt still cannot make a decision without your consent. Yourself is yours, and your life is yours too. So you know better which is good and not for yourself.”
**
Seconds to end. Anyway, the ending chapter should not be awaited, it appears.