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35_New Friends

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The first day of work after some time off made Aisyah overwhelmed. So much work should he check before he reports it to Mr. Arseno. Indeed, there had been a substitute for Aisyah's duties, but because of her sense of responsibility, Aisyah had to re-examine the files that were piled up on the table before she submitted it to the supervisor.

Since morning, Aisyah looked so serious about opening the documents. Sometimes his focus was on the flat screen before him. His hands deftly revised some parts that felt less appropriate. During this time Mr. Arseno liked the performance of Aisyah. For Aisha was such a meticulous person.

At ten Septian got up, he passed the Aisyah table. His gaze could not be prevented from glancing at the busy woman in front of the monitor screen. In her heart said, the woman remained beautiful despite being in a condition full of work. That certainly made him smile.

About fifteen minutes, Septian returned to the room with 2 cups of hot coffee. He paused for a moment in front of Aisyah's table.

"Seriously very. Nih, coffee first let it relax." Not yet Aisyah had time to reply, Tian had already darted and returned to her desk.

Aisyah just bengong looking at the coffee cup that is still reflecting hot smoke. His gaze turned toward Septian. He saw the man sipping his coffee. Then his eyes fell on Aisha. For a moment they looked at each other. Aisyah thanked me. It was visible from the motion of his lips even without sound. Septian replied with a light nod and a smile.

Lunch time has arrived. Aisyah hurriedly cleared her desk. Witri who saw that also rushed to clean up her messy work desk.

"Aish, to the cafeteria, yuk! It's time for me to improve my nutrition" said Witri, who is still busy with files on the table.

"Yes, Mother. But I go to the toilet first, yeah. It felt sick from before. I want to pump first. I'm going to the canteen."

Aisha just passed by. He has since been in pain due to the hardened.

"Where are you going, Ma'am? What, hurry up?" The curious Septian finally asked Witri.

"Oh, be mahmud."

"What's the habit, Ma'am? Aisha is okay, right?" septian Search.

"Eh, you have a wife, right? Try to ask your wife, what happens to women who are still breastfeeding" replied Witri lightly.

 It made Serptian shut up. The man took a deep breath. There is a sense of tightness that he feels, a sense that has made it difficult to smile.

"Kok bengong, lest you fall in love with Aisyah, huh?" goda Witri who saw Septian suddenly fell silent.

"What the hell, ma'am. Impossible not. Aisha is the wife of people. Let's go to the canteen! This time I'm the deal." Septian just stepped up. He didn't want to get questions that could get him cornered.

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Aisyah came out of the woman's toilet with relief. Bag containing ASI that he just pumped, he carried to the canteen. Aisyah thought, if she brought the bag back to her room, it would be time for her lunch to run out. After all Aisyah did not want Witri to wait too long.

"Aish, over here." It was seen Witri waving her hand as soon as she saw Aisyah through the canteen door.

Aisyah rushed over to Witri. There Septian was already sitting while enjoying an iced orange. Aisha immediately joined them.

"This is your drink. Breastfeeding mothers should not drink too much ice. So, ma'am pesenin orange anget alone." Witri pushed the glass filled with warm orange towards Aisyah.

"Thank you, Ma'am. Ma'am Witri is indeed the nicest person in the world" said Aisyah with a smile that never escaped her lips. "But, Ma'am. Why is this so much food?"

"Mr Witri's taste changed, huh?" look at Aisyah who was looking at Witri suspiciously.

"Ck! Don't you. It's his rock." Witri pointed towards Septian with her chin.

Aisyah who did not understand just looked at Septian with a question mark.

"Yes, we didn't know how long you were in the toilet. So I thought to save time, we'd eat in the cafeteria." Septian tried to explain. The reason was that Witri proposed to eat rice field at the stall opposite their office.

"This much?" Aisha tried to find certainty.

"Silent. It's me who deals, really. Think of it as celebrating our meeting and friendship." Septian only grinned back Aisyah's gaze.

"Lied, Aish. Tian, tuh, it's like a mother-mom. He's more chatty than me. He said, if eating rice padang tuh not good for nursing mothers. Because what? Because you often feel the same way. Pity the debay he said, "witri explained at length while enjoying her free food.

"That, huh?"

"You should eat nutritious food. These are all excellent sources of protein for both mother and baby. Eat it, don't talk too much!"  septian Exclamation.

"Tuh, right. He is like your husband. Scratch this, screw that. Uh, don't-don't you really have a crush on Aish, huh?"

"Thu .. uhuk ...."

Septian suddenly had trouble swallowing his food. While Aisyah glared at Witri who actually laughed at Septian behavior.

"Can't I be friends with Aisyah, ma'am?" tanya Septian was calm.

"Who said? Can, really. It can even be so. And it will be very possible if you often treat us to lunch like this. Yeah, right, Aish?"

Aisyah who felt bad became a misbehavior. Because he had just met Septian today and Aisyah could not be as familiar as Witri and Tian's attitude.

"Mbak Witri don't do that. It's not good to benefit people for personal gain." Aisyah nudges Witri's elbow. "I'm sorry, Mr. Tian. You shouldn't treat me like this."

Hearing Aisyah's words, Witri laughed even louder. "Aish, ouch, Aish. You don't have to be polite with him. Tian is 11 12 the same as us. So, yeah, just think of it as an old friend."

"Yes, Aish. Don't be so formal. Don't worry either. Tomorrow too long you understand how I am. Already, let's finish the food! Hunt's out of time."

Aisyah nodded, and they continued their lunch quietly. Aisyah is so grateful if her life in the factory is surrounded by good people.

"Had Mas Bayu, Father, and Erina been as kind as Witri and Pak Tian, I would have been unemployed in the house-in-law and focused on taking care of Zahra," Aisyah hoped in her heart.

 Aisyah smiled bitterly considering the treatment of her father-in-law and sister-in-law. Plus the attitude of Bayu who always blamed himself without wanting to hear his explanation. Aisyah sighed deeply. He tried to heal wounds that bled many times.

Without him noticing, the pair of eyes that were watching him amidst the din of the dinnerware clatter were able to read every wound that Aisyah felt.

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...To be continued...

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