
Ghaida had already arrived at the flower shop that provided job vacancies. Dahi Ghaida frowned because he was certainly very familiar with who the owner of the flower shop in front of him.
"Isn't this Zoya's flower shop? Did I have the wrong address?" ghaida's monologue then confirmed once again that the address he was going to was correct. "really so. I'll just ask you that one time, "the monologue again and walk into the shop.
"Assalamualaikum." said Ghaida for the first time when the doorblade managed to slide. "Waalikumsalam" replied someone who was currently behind the cashier's desk. "Ghaida?" zoya was surprised. He did not understand what Ghaida's arrival meant to his flower shop.
Because Yasa has resigned, for a while Zoya will take care of her flower shop. "Come here! Sit down first," Zoya welcomes Ghaida to a seat.
"Yes, Mother. Thank you." said Ghaida. "Come here! Sitting is not papa. Not very good if while standing," asked Zoya again who is now sitting in one.
Finally, Ghaida sat down. "What's up, Da?" ask Zoya for attention. Ghaida smiled. "I saw this morning a post on social media saying that flower shop Ma'am Zoya was in need of a new employee. I've also sent her CV to email, Ma'am." said Ghaida directly to the point.
Zoya gnawing. "Thus ... You're the one who applied for the job this morning?" zoya asks in surprise, but Zoya tries to be casual so as not to offend Ghaida. Ghaida. "Yes, Mother. I need a job again. If Zoya will accept, I will work diligently, Ma'am," replied Ghaida reassured.
Zoya chuckles. "That's not what I mean. What, your husband allowed it?" ask Zoya again. Ghaida. "Mas Adis has agreed when I said it, Ma'am. That's why I immediately came for an interview," Ghaida replied reassuringly.
"Yes already. From now on, you are accepted to work here. There's no need to use the interview if it's you," Zoya gave a crunchy laugh. "Alhamdulillah, Mother. Thank you very much" replied Ghaida with a twinkle in her eyes.
"But if I work from tomorrow, will you, Ma'am?"ask Ghaida again. Zoya nodded in agreement. "Can. You need to prepare as well" Zoya replied with a big smile.
After a long chat with Zoya, Ghaida finally returns home. He had to take Joseph to school. After thirty minutes in the taxi, Ghaida finally reached the gate of Joseph's school.
There are already some children who came out of the school building with their school bags. And a few seconds later, Ghaida saw Yusuf walking towards her with his schoolmates.
Ghaida smiled and greeted him. "How was school today? Smooth right?" ask Ghaida for attention. "Current, Ma. Earlier, Yusuf retorted and got a 9, Ma," told Yusuf about his activities.
"Well! Yusuf great. More excited about school. Soon, Joseph will be taking a school exam. Joseph was already a big man. It's sixth grade" said Ghaida encouragingly. Joseph muttered the word yes and followed his mother's steps. "We're going straight home, Ma?" joseph looked up, looking at the woman who had given birth to him. "Yes. Or where did Joseph come by first?" ask Ghaida for attention.
Joseph muttered for a long time before answering. "Buy cane ice first dong, Ma. Joseph wanted to eat it" said Joseph with a clear face. Ghaida smiled and rattled Joseph's hair in an agony. "Well, we go buy first yeah,"
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In the evening, the quiet returned to accompany Ghaida's day. He was always lonely at night because no one accompanied his sleep.
Ghaida leaned her back against the headboard and stuck out her legs to relax. As powerful as Ghaida to be tough, still the fragile side comes. As of right now, she is missing her father and mother who have clearly not acknowledged herself since her divorce from Zada.
Ghaida is considered unholy because she has children outside marriage. It's all his own fault. Thankful, Zoya has forgiven him. But, regret never left when Zada left the world for good. Ghaida regrets that in her last breath, Zoya and Zada are no longer united.
He is the source of destruction.
Ghaida's daydream suddenly flinched as the door of his room opened from the outside. Ghaida hurriedly wiped away the rest of her tears and turned her head. There was Adis, her husband was standing in the doorway. "Ghaida?" call Adis who makes Ghaida confused.
"Why, Mas? You hungry? Shall I make you some food?" asked Ghaida and his feet came down from the bed and dangled. "Look, Mom!" gentler Ghaida's word. Adis closed the door and walked over. "Here, Mas." said Ghaida then patted the empty spot next to him.
Ghaida felt her body tremble as her husband was already sitting next to her. "You ... When is the hair cut? How could I never know?" tanya Adis who is now looking at the appearance of Ghaida who looks different and that is ... Well-favoured.
Ghaida held onto her shoulder-length hair and smiled. "It's been a week that I've had a haircut, Mom. Kan Mas Adis never sleeps here. As for me, open the veil just want to sleep," explained Ghaida did not mean to offend but, Adis actually felt offended. But, that's the truth. He rarely slept with Ghaida. Wasn't it! Not rare but almost never.
Adis muttered for quite a while and Ghaida waited for what word to come out. "Ghaida?" adis said again after quite a while. "Why, Mas?" asked Ghaida deliberately reviewing her sweet smile. Adis looked at Ghaida's goal and said. "May I sleep here tonight?" tanyanya doubt.
Ghaida blinked and was still silent to make Adis continue his sentence again. "Just sleep, I promise. I wouldn't touch you without your permission, "please Adis with a face that's clear.
Ghaida smiled. "Alright, Mas. You can sleep here tonight" said Ghaida in the end until a smile managed to rise from Adis' lips. "Thank you, Ghaida. I promise I won't get too close" said Adis again who has now taken a lying position on the left, while Ghaida on the right.
Ghaida was busy stretching out the blanket to cover her body and her husband. After the two were in the same blanket, Ghaida's hands moved around Adis' stomach, her head resting on her husband's field chest. "Near as well, Mas. Rich gini for example," said Ghaida looked up, and smiled sweetly.
Afterwards, Ghaida could feel Adis's heart beating. The crack sounded hard in his ears. Ghaida smelled a smile. "You deg-degan huh, Mas? Why?" asked Ghaida deliberately teasing.
The adis can only freeze in place. 'What is this feeling? Why does it feel so beautiful, ' Inner Adis wondered. "It has. You take it easy, Mas. I didn't bite, "Ghaida giggled and closed his eyes to reach for the dreamland.
Tonight, Ghaida is very happy because Adis wants to come back to his room after a long time. Ghaida hopes that this will be the starting point of Adis' love that blossoms again for him. I hope that.
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