My Brother's Substitute Role
Part 206 to Ali's House
When he arrived at the office Nila directly entered his room sitting leaning on his seat of greatness.
It turns out that my guess is that they have a relationship, but why did they get divorced? If I see their relationship is fine, Azmia also seems like a good woman is still young, inner Nila. When I remember Alby's story back in the car.
Nila is the son of one of the famous businessmen. Career woman. After graduating from college he helped develop his family's company.
Nila and Alby met when they were both present at one of his clients' invitations.
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Elsewhere
"Not been picked up yet?" ask Ali.
"Nina got stuck" Azmia replied.
"Yes, I just drove him home" said Ali.
"No need, sir. Mia waited for Nina only," Azmia replied, rejecting Ali's invitation. He doesn't feel good about Ali.
"Don't argue." Ali pulled Azmia's sleeve slowly to follow her.
"This compulsion" Azmia chirped.
"Alright, if not the duty of my ogah Angga," said Ali.
"Yes, I've just come home alone, sir," Azmia replied, continuing to babble fortunately the campus was quiet.
"Have not brought along to live with the duang," said Ali firmly.
Arriving at the parking lot Azmia told to get into the car Ali then Ali drove his car.
"Lho, sir where we're going to turn here should be straight. You will not be macem-macem with me" said Azmia.
"Go back to my house first" Ali replied.
"Why go to my father's house?" ask Azmia.
"Dispose your dirty mind. I just want anterin medicine first for Mama," replied Ali. Because this morning he had promised to go home soon and buy medicine for his mother who was not well.
"Oh." Azmia nodded her head in understanding.
After traveling thirty minutes now they arrive in front of a three-story house with a modern white design so beautiful to see.
"Come on! come in first" Ali.
Azmia nodded then followed Ali from behind into the house.
"Assalamualaikum" Ali said as he opened the entrance.
"Wa'alaikumussalam," replied Mbok Jumi-art at Ali's house. "Lho, Den who's the candidate?" ask Mbok Jumi.
"Not Mbok" replied Ali.
"Please, Non!" Mbok Jumi invited Azmia to sit on the living room sofa.
"Thank you, Bi," Azmia said.
"Mbok Jumi stay in the kitchen first yes," said Mbok Jumi to Ali and Azmia.
"Yes, Mbok," Ali replied.
"I want to go to Mama's room first to do this," said Ali.
"Follow." Azmia did not want to stay alone in the living room because this was her first time to Ali's house.
"Why what?" ask Ali.
"Yes want to see the condition of Mama Pak Ali," Azmia replied rather than being alone in the living room.
"Alright, come!" Ali walked first while Azmia was like a child who was always cunning behind her mother.
"Ma, Ali came in, yes" said Ali when he arrived at the door of his mother's room on the second floor.
"Yes, Li," replied his mother from the inside.
Ali opened the door and walked inside. Especially the middle-aged woman lying on a mattress with a blanket up to part of her body.
"Who are you with, Li?" ask Mama Iren.
"Assalamualaikum, Aunty," said Azmia approached Mama Iren and then regretted it.
"Wa'alaikumussalam, whose name are you, son?" ask Mama Iren.
"I'm Mia, Tan's student Pak Ali" Azmia replied.
"Pretty." Mama Iren held Azmia's hand standing beside Mama Iren.
Azmia smiled towards Mama Iren.
"What's the condition, Mama?" ask Ali.
"Thank God, it's better" replied Mama Iren.
"Now Mama's taking medicine first." Alby gave her a pill and a glass of water.
Mama Iren nodded then took the medicine that was in Ali's hands then pressed it.
"Ma, Ali wants to take Azmia home first yes," said Ali asked permission from his mother.
Mama Iren nodded her permission sign. After getting permission from Mama Iren Azmia and Ali shook Mama Iren's hand before they both left the room.
Why do I feel so close to him, who he really is, Mama Iren's inner self after Azmia's departure.