That afternoon, the air was getting hotter in the midst of the traffic jam. The fierce debate between Mrs. Hartini and Fahri is also getting more serious.
"We've often discussed this, Mom," said Fahri with a lazy face.
Fahri was already lazy and fed up when his mother protested about things that he thought were trivial.
"And you never heed what Mama said," protested Mrs. Hartini groggily.
Mrs. Hartini has a very different personality from her son. Even though he has a lot of money, he doesn't like to give it away for free. She only thought that if he continued to act like that, she was afraid that the people he was helping would get worse.
"Never mind, Mom. There's no need for us to argue like this."
Fahri who already felt hot all over his body chose to stop the conversation which he felt would have no end. Stale talk with the same topics and debates.
A sudden silence fell between Mrs. Hartini and Fahri. They are both equally stubborn. Therefore, when there is a debate they will definitely put their egos first.
While the silence was going on, Fahri tried to scroll through the posts on the blue application, in order to get rid of the boredom that gets more and more when dealing with traffic jams like this. Every now and then, he glanced at his mother's seat. Ensure that the emotions have subsided.
Although the two of them often argue, Fahri actually really loves Mrs. Hartini. In fact, all the commendable actions he did, were only intended for his mother.
***
"How come Sister Kirana's rented house is quiet, huh?" Falin muttered when he was in front of Kirana's small rented house.
She purposely checked directly into the rental. Perhaps there was Kirana in it who had not picked up the phone call from Falin so far.
However, when she arrived in front of the rented house, Falin still could not find any signs of Kirana being there. She was getting more and more worried.
"Where are you going, Sister Kirana," Falin said while scratching his head which didn't itch at all.
The more she searched for Kirana's whereabouts, the more dizzy Falin's head felt. Then, feeling that she could not find what he was looking for, Falin decided to return to his car. However... all of a sudden....
"Sister Kirana!" Falin shouted as soon as he bumped into someone who turned out to be the person he was looking for.
Instead of answering Falin's question, Kirana hastily left the girl in front of her earlier. Of course, still crying that hasn't stopped since Gemintang Cafe.
Meanwhile, Falin was also increasingly confused and wondered what happened to Kirana? The reason is, as long as Falin has known Kirana, she has never seen such a tough woman cry. Even once he was in a difficult situation that gripped his life so badly.
Then, Falin also chased Kirana into the rented house. She couldn't see the girl crying. There is also a spark of worry that arises without being ordered. To the extent that she forgot that it was getting late and of course his parents were worried about him. Ah, but it's also possible that both of Falin's parents must still be busy with their office work.
"Sister Kirana ...." Falin called softly as she turned his head to look for the source of the crying sound that was getting louder and clearer.
The tall and black woman finally found Kirana. Right on top of the mattress that looks rotten, Kirana's body is in a prone position. The sound of crying that sounded pitiful was getting louder and louder. Then, Falin ventured to approach him.
"Sister ...," Falin called while touching Kirana's back.
Kirana certainly did not answer the call. She was still engrossed in his sobs.
"Ma'am why?" Falin asked again, which, thank God, made Kirana turn her body, which was getting thinner by the day.
There were so many events that drained his mind. In fact, there are some that make his mind tormented and finally physically he is the one who is attacked.
"It's okay, Lin," Kirana replied while wiping the snot that was flowing with her tears.
However, Falin is not a child who is easily fooled. He knew very well that the angelic woman had a handful of problems that really hurt her.
“Come on, tell to Falin, Sis!” Falin said a little forcefully while holding Kirana's shoulders.
Kirana spontaneously hugged the girl who had been his solace all this time. She was crying loudly again. Spilling all his heartache in one cry at a time.
"I've met her sister, Dear. Shinta ...," said Kirana who was still sobbing. The hug to Falin also seemed to be getting tighter. Because he felt that only Falin could feel the pain in his heart.
"Thank God! But, why are you crying?" asked Falin who was a bit surprised at the time because he didn't know the real problem.
***
"Where is Falin, Aunty?!" shouted Mr. Wisnu in an echoing voice.
At that time, Mr. Wisnu and his wife purposely to go home early. They don't want what happened a few years ago to happen again. With that problem, their life will be even more bleak.
"Since morning Non Falin has been out with Mr. Saiful, sir," answered aunty Ira politely while lowering her head.
This is what Aunty Ira has been afraid of since this morning. Where, the employer's son had not returned home before his father and mother came home. Then, it is certain that aunty Ira will be sprayed again by the two husband and wife couples.
"Where is he going?! Why didn't you report to me since morning too?” Mr. Wisnu's jokes were already boiling at the top of his head.
"Meeting street children, she said, sir," replied aunty Ira with a severe heart beat. In fact, aunty Ira has often felt such yells. However, it never feels normal.
Meanwhile, Mr. Wisnu and his wife sighed harshly. They still can't understand the only daughter who inherits all their wealth. In fact, they were willing to leave some of their jobs just to make time for Falin.
"You know, we're not going home first, Dad," said Mr. Wisnu's wife with a slightly disappointed look on his face.
The nature of those who are constantly concerned with their work is ingrained. It can never change even once Falin has tried to leave his house. This is evidenced by the disappointed look on Mr. Wisnu's wife, who seems to regret leaving the office job that always gets the number one position in her life. Falin and all the people who work in their homes also know this habit very well.
'It's still the same,' Aunty Ira thought while swallowing her saliva.
Finally, Mr. Wisnu and his wife decided to step into his room. While they were already home at this hour, they immediately cleaned up.
"Next time, we'll ask aunty Ira, Mom," said Mr. Wisnu as he walked to the room which was quite luxurious.
To be continued ....