You Relieve Me to Take Off
Ch63: End of meeting

The heart that once said. If his decision to make Aprit a son is wrong islands.

It was not true, after he thought. And weigh it again.

Sharing with people, nearby.

His way of thinking has changed. If his decision makes Aprit a son. It's the right thing.

All that he did for the good, the responsible teenager who stole his attention.

But who would have thought. At the moment he wanted to convince Aprit to accept his offer. Precisely the teenager responsibility, disappeared without a trace.

If you try to remember, the last meeting. It seemed that Aprit was completely in shock with his request.

Could the teenager avoid it?

That night Ali returned to the cafe for the umpteenth time. I hope he meets Aprit. And talk, and yes. If necessary, he will apologize. Even though the teenager does not want to be his son.

But at least they can still meet and talk like before. Both lower the ego.

“Excuse me, Ma'am by the way. Teenagers who often listen to live music. Every Sunday night I have never performed, the last few weeks?” ali asked as the waiter placed his order.

“Oh ..iya Mas! Though many loyal customers are looking forward to its performance. But unfortunately he decided to come out.”

“Out?” pekiknya can't believe it.

“Iya Mas, whereas his stepmother used to beg for her foster children to get work!”

“Eh ... already can be out,” connection service that, loading Ali squinted his eyes annoyed. When hearing someone implicitly, it slightly insulted Aprit's life.

He took a deep breath.

“Mbak knows where he lives now?” Digging information is better than emotion, which will actually make it harder to find a teenager whose responsibilities have been close to him for some time.

“Em .. if that I do not understand. But Mas can ask the cafe owner!”

Hearing that Ali immediately stood up and said, “Ya already I want to meet with his boss Mbak!”

The waiter frowned questioningly. Actually who that man was, why was it so concerned with Aprit.

“Emmm ... How ya Mas! But my boss for now is still abroad,” replied the waiter hesitated.

The man rubbed his hair rough. And take a rough breath.

“If you can know when the boss is back?”

“Three Weeks!”

Ali screeched stifled, how he had to wait that long. Even his divorce with Wan Aina was almost complete.

The man took a deep breath. Try to think clearly to get a way out. “Look, Ma'am I ask the same please Mbak. Please let me know, if the boss is back. This is my business card,” he said handed me a business card and some money sheets.

The waiter was stunned to see it. But because it seems he also needs the money to directly accept it.

Weeks went by, Ali was taking his lunch break. Targeted with a message from an unknown number.

'Mas, this is my waitress cafe Ekputi. I want to say if my boss is back. And he'll be back, later in the afternoon. If you want to meet. My advice, Mas to the cafe now'

Reading the contents of the message made Ali immediately gulped down the water and stood up.

“Woy ...want where to rush?” shouted Arfa saw his best friend run away in a storm.

Ali just raised his hand and passed. The man immediately headed for the parking lot, where his motorbike was placed. Ali immediately put the key in, and put on the helmet without putting his safety together. Leave parking.

On the way to the cafe, he managed to visit several other riders. It shows if the motor speed is above average. Ali immediately parked his bike, along with that. A woman opened the car door.

Ali felt her phone ring. He reached into his pocket and saw the sender of the message. His eyes were glaring, not believing.

'My boss has just come out....:

‘I'm already in front of Mbak!' quickly wrote.

Ting the message came in, Ali read it straight away.

'Really Mas? Are they outside? My boss might still be in the parking lot. Try to find him, he's wearing a blue shirt under his Levis. Or the car features silver....:

Reading it Ali immediately dyed, the characteristics of it. It seems he has met. The man glanced to the left where a car with the same characteristics was beside him. And as he remembered earlier when he opened the helmet, a woman was opening the car door. Ali quickly surrounded the car and knocked on the glass many times. Make the glass door go down.

Ali was stunned to see the beauty of the woman. He was slightly lulled, yet he quickly regained his senses and shook his head quickly.

Ali is human too.

“What's the matter A?” ask in a soft voice.

“Sorry, previously the owner of this cafe?” tanya quickly, trying to eliminate her nervousness.

Ali really doesn't know, what really happened this second. Why his eyes and heart could not be taken care of.

Is it possible, his subconscious. Ask him to open his heart?

“Em .. Yes!”

“Can I request a moment. Something I want to ask?” Bend his back to the level of the woman sitting in the car.

“About what, if I may know?”

Ali started to tell her the meaning. As short as possible to not spend time. And so that the devil did not continue to tempt him to admire the woman who was with him at that time.

“Oh .. but sorry in advance. I only know the address of the orphanage. Try Aa .. ask there maybe the caretaker knows,” said the woman wrote the address of the home in the book. Then tear it and give it to Ali.

Ali accepted and thanked him. The man returned to his bike. While cursing his lust that he cannot fully control. The eyes are admiring, but the wounded heart has not yet fully healed. What happened to him was just a devil's trick.

That night after returning from the office, Ali immediately ran his motorbike to the North Jakarta area. Honestly, he wanted to meet Aprit sooner.

He felt guilty, because his words one night actually made Aprit a tribulation.

How did the teenager fare? After deciding to go out as a cafe singer.

Ali stopped the bike. He tried to ask the ojek fathers, the home address.

“From here the Mas is straight, there will be a fork in. Well there is a board that says the name of the successor Mas!” it was obviously the father who made Ali nod and thank him.

The man runs his bike slowly. He began to sharpen his eyesight. And look for a sign that says Jesus Bakti.

“Ah ..that's like!” Bending the motor and after reading it is true. He immediately put his motorbike into the orphanage by chance the gate was open.

The man stepped up doubtfully. He asked one of the children there. From there he began to understand, the reason why Aprit often uses English and difficult to pronounce Indonesian. Not without reason, it turns out the orphanage environment this one, making English as an everyday language.

And yes, he was even more surprised when he met the orphanage manager. The old one, but the westernized face did not fade.

“There can be helped?” ask the mother of the parlor in English.

“Emmm .. here's what I mean here. Want to find information about Aprit!”

“You know him?” ask the house mom not to believe it.

Ali nodded small.

“I did not expect ... she dared to get acquainted with new people.” Nodding, imagining his foster child attached to his memory. As a quiet and rigid figure can make friends with new people.

“Aprit is one of dozens of orphanage children I foster. Notoriously quiet, kind, and doesn't like to mingle with people. But three months ago. The boy decided to leave the home, he said he had found a new place that was fitting. There he had to adapt to his environment again. Of the way of language, and of belief. He also had to finance his own life,” explained the orphanage mother with a sad look.

“If I may know, now where does he live?” ali asked expectantly.

“Home layover, there he stayed with his new friend.”

That night Ali wanted to meet. Teenagers are responsible, but time is not on their side. Because tomorrow he has to go out of town, which requires him to take a break.