Driver For The Madam
Chapter 54. Leisure Fatma.

*fatma Pov's.

As usual I work every morning except Sunday. On this sunny Sunday I visited Nissa and Sumiyati's mother.

Only they can make my day bright. My parents don't care about me anymore. I too am willing to mediate them.

I drove to Nissa's house.

"They must have heard from Malik." I muttered alone.

My vehicle engine shuts down after arriving in front of this tiny house.

"Tumben is not on the terrace. Where are you going?" I was alone after getting out of the car.

Tap, tap, tap.

The sound of my steps is heard.

Chequek.

Someone opened the door. It turns out that my mother knew about my arrival.

We say hello to each other. I went inside the house while following.

Annissa approached while holding her favorite doll.

"Tante, Nissa kangen you know." The cry immediately hugged my feet.

I crouched down so I could hug him.

"Tante also miss Nissa, so auntie came here." I stroked her hair with my darling.

"In the morning Fat is here, what is the need?"

Ask Sumiyati.

"Sumpek if you keep going at home mom. There's Nissa here." Smiling away.

"It's really like you to be with Nissa. He's pinter maen now with his friends at school." Sumiyati.

"Nissa is already big ma'am, so it can maen same kids laennya." My words pinched Nissa's cheeks.

He only smiled broadly as we discussed it.

"Tante, at school. Nissa much temen. I can paint trees too. Then if you want to go home, you drink milk with the teacher." Nissa said spirit.

"Eh, sit here Fat! Don't stand there!" sumiyati.

"Dicated milk with the teacher's mother? who is the teacher, dear? very good with Nissa!" I couldn't believe it.

I sat next to Nissa who was busy with her dolls.

Nissa nodded and said cheerfully.

"Mother teacher Aisyah who gives milk to Nissa every day aunt."

"Oh, Ayesha! auntie thinks who." My solute.

My memory goes back to Aisyah who looked at me and Malik differently, back in the hospital.

Maybe Aisyah also likes Malik. That's why he approached Nissa in such a way.

"Son Fatma, don't forget to drink and eat the snacks. Don't worry." Ask Sumiyati.

"Cas easy ma'am, the stomach is still full after breakfast. Oh yeah, ten o'clock. We're going to the yuk bazaar. In the square of the village next door there are various bazaars of glassware and crafts." Invite me excited.

"May I son. But, you have to ngabarin father first huh? I'm afraid you're coming home when you're not home!" sumiyati.

"Please ma'am, Fatma also does not make sense. Father's father's father also if he's alone when we get out later." I smiled thinly.

"Just a minute, son, let me call you now!" sumiyati.

Sumiyati's mother immediately contacted her husband.

From their chat, I already knew that you would be home later in the afternoon.

"We can go later, son! it's still 9 in the morning. You just fall down." Tell mom.

I always thought of this as my second home. Although small, this place is very warm and attentive from its residents. Warm and comfortable, that's how I feel when I'm in this house.

I don't feel like I'm sleeping for a second. Sayup-sayup I heard the voice of mother and Nissa who were chatting with someone. I have touched my eyesight many times. The sleepiness was reduced.

"Dad, Nissa drinks milk every day. Aisyah's loving teacher's mother!" Nissa complaining.

"If you drink milk every day. Could be father's son added big later." That voice.

Malik made a video call. I really miss him. I have to say hello and see it now.

I moved, approaching the two men.

Without warning, I approached my mother's phone screen.

"Mas, how are you? long time to say, huh?" saw it. The body is full and clean. It looks cool too. Makes me miss him even more.

"Fatma, Alhamdulillah well always. You got any news?" he smiled at me.

"Well, why aren't you there any news?" my search.

"Tante, Nissa wants to talk to me too!" whining Nissa when I started dominating the phone screen.

"Sorry baby, just a moment!" seruku.

"Nissa, Aunt Fatma you miss me too. That's why he keeps talking to me!" voice across.

"My phone and wallet are gone. That's why I don't tell you. I just got a new job this month!" answer me Malik.

"Here you go, son, don't talk about it anymore. We all miss you!" exclaim Mother.

It was like she was hiding something.

The stiff face and the expression bothers me.

"Sorry mom, Fatma, and Nissa. I have to go! my boss has come to pick me up!" pamit mas Malik's.

I caught a glimpse from the screen of the phone, a woman came out of the car. She is so beautiful and charming.

He called Malik in such a beautiful voice. My heart feels torn.

"Yeee, this father. Nissa is still missing!" nissa was disappointed.

"Still gotta work maybe your dad's son." Sumiyati.

"We get ready! it's like this hour!" ask me to let Nissa forget about her father.

"Good fun, we're out for aunty!" girang Nissa's.

"Yes, come with that! change nice and comfortable clothes!" tell me.

"Nissa wants to wear Hello Kitty's auntie. Nissa likes it." Happy Sahut.

"Yes, yeah. Get changed!" ask again.

They both went into the room. While I wash my face and wear thin powder and lipstick that I carry every day in the bag.

10 Minutes later.

We're done getting ready and getting in the car.

Nissa seemed impatient to see the craft items later. He was raving along the way.

"Yangti, aunt. That's great swing!" point Nissa behind the windshield.

"We're down now yuk!" take me.

We got off after paying the parking bill.

We looked around. There's a classic teak wood carving at the end there. The carving really captivated me. A very beautiful dresser. My feet immediately approached. Without knowing there was someone beside me. I hit him by accident.

"Oh.." he lamented.

"Sorry, mom. I did not intentionally!" I cupped my hands to the man.

"Fatmas? you're Fatma, right?" ask the man.

Sumiyati and Nissa's mother simply fell silent to see me and the man. They're watching us.

"Yes, I'm Fatma. Why do you know my name?" kernitku wonder.

"Oh yeah, know first. I'm Evan, Evan's doctor who handled your accident wounds first."

He smiled as he extended his hand.

"I'm sorry, I just remembered Doctor Evan." I accepted his words and we shook hands.

He was the one who always routinely checked my situation.

I painstakingly wrapped the bandage and replaced it during my time in the hospital. He should have been like that because that is exactly what a medical expert demands.

"Doctor's alone? where's his wife doc?" my many.

"What's? the wife? I don't have Fatma's wife yet. My boyfriend doesn't have one." Shame answer.

"I'm sorry doc, I thought.." I hung up my words. I'm not comfortable on my own.

"Don't call me doctor. Call me rich. It feels more familiar." Tell her.

I just smiled a thin smile and nodded, saying what he said.

"Who are you with, Fat? where's mom?" ask Evan who already knows Zainab's mother.

"I'm with Sumiyati's mom and Nissa. Parents and children of Mas Malik." I'm excited.

Sumiyati just smiled at Evan.

"Malik who? your girlfriend?" asked Evan doubtfully.

"Ehm, it's not really a girlfriend!" reply slowly.

"Owh, so. Let's go with yuk!" bring him.

"All right, there's no harm. Is it buk?" I asked Sumiyati's mother for her opinion.

"Just relax if you're Fat's mom, go ahead!" sahut mom smiled.

The four of us walked together. I'm in front with Evan. Mom and Nissa followed us.

We're still here. Look at the unique wood carvings. Our hobby is the same.

Evan is one of the people who collect various carving decorations.

We talked while walking and looked at the carvings around us.

I don't feel like lunch time has arrived. Evan took us to eat with him and paid for our food.

Time feels so fast. I haven't felt this kind of attention from another man in a long time. Evan was quite comfortable with me when I was with him.

We went home after finishing our time touring the bazaar.

"Mom, Fatma just go home! it's this afternoon!" pamittu.

"Thank you Fat, Nissa was very happy you took her there. Wake up, son, we're home!" Sumiyati patted slowly on Nissa's shoulder.

"Ehm, yes, yes." Answer Nissa rasping. New sound of waking up.

They got off the car. I directly maneuver towards my house.

Till home. I feel relieved because of. Back to this house.

Not yet in the house. There was a noise that disturbed me.

Their voices. The voices of my mother and father fighting. I just passed them and ignored them. I don't care anymore.

It's all because of Toni.

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