
Behind the room where ironing clothes, Ijah who had finished ironing from earlier, did not dare to come out when he saw Fariz who continued to look at Ami seriously.
The art kept silent behind the wall, eavesdropping on whatever they were talking about, he could not believe it, if his master could talk at length to Ami whom he had only known for a few days.
After one of the people left, he had just dared to get out of his place with a basket containing clothes that had been ironed.
"Den, Bibi wants to take clothes to the room, Den Fariz," Ijah's permission to leave the room.
"Yes, Bi. Save it," replied Fariz, who had focused on television again.
Ijah nodded and headed straight for Friz's room, she cleaned her master's clothes as usual, after he finished he immediately came out of the room and returned to the iron room to pick up the clothes of Ami who had also been ironed by him.
"Non, this is her clothes, immediately put Aunt in the closet yes," Ijah told Ami who was sitting on the bed.
"Yes, Bi. I'm sorry to take nicotine."
"No potency at all, Non," said Ijah who had begun to put Ami's clothes into the closet opposite the bed.
When I was done with the task, Ijah did not come out immediately, but he sat on the edge of Ami's bed and looked at Ami seriously. A beautiful face with round eyes, a sharp nose although not too high and small in size.
The shape of a round face with round cheeks, not taper, eyebrows that have been formed as if often treated, without make-up even the woman in front of him is beautiful.
Especially if the woman who always speaks with soft words, can see normally and take care of herself properly, will definitely be more beautiful again.
So it was only natural that her employer liked the woman in front of her.
"Bi," called Ami because she could feel the movement in front of her, but there was no sound from the person in front of her.
"Y-yeah, Non. Sorry Aunt daydreamed just now."
"Dreamy what the hell, Bi. To get serious about it."
"Auntie is daydreaming, about Den Fariz."
Ami frowned at Ijah's words, then asked, "Dreamy Mas Fariz, why Mas Fariz?"
"Non know not, actually Den Fariz is a person who has difficulty interacting with others, especially those he just knew," said Ijah.
"Maybe Mas Fariz feels awkward if the same new person, Bi," said Ami.
"It doesn't seem so, Non."
"I mean, Bi?" ask Ami wonder.
"It looks like Den Fariz, it's difficult to communicate with new people, not just because it's awkward, but there are other causes" said Ijah.
He spoke in a soft voice out of fear of being heard by Fariz who was currently still in the living room.
"Non Ami, you know. In the past Den Fariz only wanted to talk to Auntie when Bibi had worked here for almost two years, even at first I thought that Den Fariz could not talk, he said, because when he communicates with Auntie using a gesture. And at first Aunt also had trouble understanding what she wanted or what she ordered" Ijah explained at length.
"Is that so, Bi? But if what Bibi said was true, why was Mas Fariz used to it the first time we met, he spoke normally, even though he sometimes spoke briefly."
"Well that's him who made Auntie wonder, why Den Fariz was acting normal to Non."
"Did Mas Fariz often bring his friend or girlfriend here?" asked Ami who suddenly wanted to know about her life of helper even further.
"Boro-boro girlfriend, even a boy friend, Den Fariz has never brought him here, most people who sometimes stop by here his parents and brother, aja," said Ijah.
"Due on, Bi. Aunty has worked here for a long time but has never seen Mas Fariz bring a friend or his girlfriend?" Ami was astonished by what Art was telling her.
"Perhaps, Den Fariz is a person who is difficult to be close to others, Non."
Ami did not speak anymore, he thought about what Ijah said.
Is it true what the woman in front of him said, if Fariz had never brought his friend or girlfriend at all.
It's impossible, if Mas Fariz, doesn't have a girlfriend. Although he was a little flat while talking, but I'm sure he's a good man, inner Ami.
Hearing that, Ami was shocked to death, how could a man as good as Fariz liked him. Impossible, his mind attacked Ijah's speech.
"Hust, Auntie ngawur," said Ami to Ijah who was now looking at him with a frown.
"What's wrong with Auntie, saying that, Non. Who knows if it's true" said Ijah with confidence.
The moment he saw his master staring at Ami continuously, as they sat on the sofa, the thought instantly popped into his head.
"That's impossible, Bi," said Ami smiling faintly, but unable to hide the sadness from the look on her face.
He remembered about Daffin repeatedly saying love to him, but in the end, the man was now his sister-in-law.
"What's wrong with that, Nope."
"Have Bi, don't talk weird, later if Mas Fariz heard and he offended how."
"If Den Fariz, not liking Non, why did he bring Non here and let Non stay here try," said Ijah again who was sure, if what he thought was right.
"Mas Fariz did that for sure because he felt sorry for me, Bi."
Yes, it's true that Fariz cares about him because he feels sorry for his current condition, that's what Ami thought, hearing from what Ijah said earlier.
Fariz must be a person who does not like people easily, how can the man like him who is only a few days familiar to him.
"But Auntie's sure it's not because of that."
Ami doesn't say it anymore, she just smiles at Ijah and lets the woman think as she pleases.
"Yes, if you don't believe, we will see" said Ijah with confidence.
"Yes, yes, it's up to Bibi," said Ami chuckling, feeling funny with Ijah.
She remembered her babysitter from childhood, Tini whom she had considered a second mother and loved like Denis.
"It's time for lunch, Auntie wants to make lunch first yes, Non," said Ijah.
"Yes, Bi."
Ijah came out of the room, as he passed through the living room, he paused for a moment near the sofa still held by Fariz.
"Den, what do you want Aunt to do for lunch?" tanya Ijah made Fariz look at her.
"Anything" said Fariz briefly.
"Excuse me, Den," said Ijah again.
Fariz cleared his throat in response, he then turned his face back to the tv, while Ijah continued his steps.
Meanwhile, Ami is pensive in her room, she misses her papa so much.
She actually wanted to hear her papa's voice, even if it was only for a moment, but she was afraid that it would make her papa worry about her circumstances.
"Pa, Papa must take care of his health, do not overwork him," muttered Ami with a speck of water dripping on his cheek, but immediately he wiped.
"Ami actually misses Papa, but Ami does not dare to call Papa or go home," he muttered again immediately covering his face with both hands.
She was afraid to go home, afraid that her brother would do the thing that made her wretched again.
Meanwhile, at the door of his room, Fariz was standing and looking at him who was sad in wonder.
"Actually what happened between him and his family, why he didn't want to go home, when he missed his family" Fariz murmured.