
In the afternoon, it was time to go home because the work hours were over. Khadija returned to the back room with Leni to pick up a backpack containing several pieces of clothing.
"Where would you go to the same boarding house as me?" tawar Leni came into the room that Khadija occupied last night.
"What about dad Len? " tanya Khadija turned her head towards Leni who was standing next to her.
"Well, no papa. I'm glad I have a theme, how? But don't pay our host for two, will you? Hehehe ..."
"Maybe, I am also fond of you." replied Khadija nodding happily. Then he re-attached the black backpack to the back of his back.
The laughter of Khadija and Leni accompanied their steps back down the corridor of the Hospital through the rooms lined with hands.
"Where are you going?" ask someone from behind when Khadija and Leni arrive at Loby Hospital.
Khadija flipped over, looking at the person who walked up to him. "Eh, Doctor? This Dija wants to join Kost in Leni's place." replied Khadija always put on a smile.
"Why don't you just stay in the back room?" ask Hafiz.
"I'm lonely there Doctor Mas." declined Khadija ethereal. "Oh yes, thanks yo has given Dija a ride to live" said Khadija sincerely.
"It's up to you." As usual, the attitude of indifference and flatness displayed by Hafiz. Then the Man passed by the two Women who were still standing before him.
Since Leni was just silent listening to the conversation Khadija and Hafiz, Leni felt lazy if she had faced Doctor Hafiz who according to Leni, her cake was above average.
Khadija and Leni continue their journey to Kosan. The two of them walked leisurely because the location of the boarding house Leni was not far from the hospital where he worked. It only takes 10 minutes to get to the destination.
Pass through densely populated narrow alleyways to reach Kosan Leni.
Crc ...
"Let's go in Ja" asked Leni after she opened the door. The room in Leni has an area of 4 x 4 square meters and in the corner of the room there is a small bathroom, but there is no kitchen in the room.
"Assalamualaikum" Khadija said as he stepped in.
"Waalaikum Salam" replied Leni coming in, then closed the door again.
"Your clothes can be arranged in the closet, next to my clothes. "pointing Leni towards the closet next to her bed.
"Thank you Len, you're good with me." Khadija began to take out the contents of his bag and arrange it in the closet referred to by Leni.
"Yes Dija, we're both here with the nomads so we have to help each other, because here we have no one!" leni is wise.
"I'm lucky to meet a friend as good as you." Khadija hugged Leni, her new best friend.
After that Leni and Khadija took turns to take a bath because it was almost evening, the time they fulfilled their obligations again.
After that, they went outside to buy food for dinner. Because there is no place for Leni and Khadija to cook.
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Elsewhere, after Hafiz parked his sports car into the garage, then he entered his large house with a shaky step, he saw the mother was relaxing in the family room.
"Hay, Ma?" greet Hafiz while kissing her mother's right and left cheeks.
"Hay too dear." replied the mother, then Hafiz sat down next to the middle-aged woman.
"How, have you thought about the arranged marriage your Papa planned?" asked the mother, patting her son's thigh.
Hafiz shook his head, leaning his head against the back of his soft sofa. "Give Carel Ma time?" he said not excited.
"Mama is up to you.Mama knows this is not an easy thing for you to take for granted," the mother took a heavy breath.
"Give Carel two months, to make Carel Ma's choice," Hafiz looked at his mother with a faint look.
"Carel Pasrah Ma!"
It was hard for Hafiz to say all that, for in his heart he was eager to rebel. However, Hafiz did not want to see the mother sad and tormented.
If Hafiz defies his father's wishes, then his mother will be the target of his father's anger. And Hafiz didn't want that to happen.
Maybe by asking for time for two months, it could be for him to find a way out. However, if he fails then he must resign with all the decisions of the Father.
"Carel go to the room first, Ma?" pamit Hafiz, stand up.
"Yes you took a shower first, after that accompany Mama to dinner, because Papa you're not home tonight."
It's not strange anymore for Hafiz, if his father doesn't come home. He knows the habits of the father who has a lot of savings.
According to Hafiz it was better than seeing his father come home drunk. And that would make the mother troubled.
Sometimes it was on Hafiz's mind to leave the house, and live alone in his apartment. However, his mother was the reason he chose to stay. Because Hafiz wanted to always protect the mother for her father's rude behavior.
Being the son of a rich person does not necessarily make Hafiz's life as happy as most people think.
Moreover, he is currently the sole heir of the entire fortune of the Grandfather, including the Hospital he currently manages. Which actually makes his life more dilemma with a choice that he had never thought of was married.
At this time Hafiz laid his body on his king size mattress, staring straight up at the ceiling of the room with the aim of finding answers to problems that are actually not too heavy according to others, but, so heavy for a Hafiz.
What am I supposed to do?
If I don't want to be matched, then I have to find my own candidate! Over where?
Who is the woman I want to work with?
That is the question that is currently struggling in the intelligent brain of the Doctor.
There is no desire of Hafiz to build a household seriously. Then he will look for a woman who can help him to undergo a temporary marriage to fulfill the father's ambition to get all the treasures of the late Grandfather's legacy.
Geck... Geck... Geck...
The sound of knocking on the door instantly ripped Hafiz from his daydream.
"Young Master, you've been waiting for the mistress" said the Household Assistant from behind the door.
"Yes, I'll be down in a minute" replied Hafiz, then walked to the bathroom to wash my face. Hafiz did not want her mother to wait too long if she had to take a bath first.
Soon Hafiz came down and approached the mother who was waiting for him at the dinner table.
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