Father To Sapphira
Misfortunes

It has been more than a week Rendy went to Bandung to finish her work. As promised, Rendy has never been absent from calling or video calls with prospective daughters. He faithfully listened to the little girl's chatter. In fact, they also exchange their daily stories that are only busy with books. Safira is busy with a new book on calculations. Rendy is with a book that discusses the case of her investigator.

As of now, they also took their time before filling their stomachs.

"Fira try asking Mommy. Mommy doesn't miss Papa ?".

Risa immediately stopped her fingers that had been busy checking the financial statements of the Shop. He looked at his daughter who was sitting on his study couch with her eyebrows knitted.

"Mother. Papa asked, Mommy misses Papa?", said the little girl repeated the caller's question across there.

Risa sighed slowly. "Baby mira. Tell Papa, Mommy doesn't miss".

"bluff. Mother bo'ong. Cooking is not the same as Papa. We haven't seen Papa in over a week". Said Safira while pursing her lips.

Risa widened her eyes hearing the sentence that came out of her little girl. There was laughter coming from across the phone and giggling from the next table. Risa glanced sharply at Siti who closed her mouth as it held back a laugh.

'Definitely Rendy so kepedean denger Fira's talk'. Risa could only respond to the laughter from across the phone.

"Papa. I think Mommy is ashamed to say kangen with Papa", said the little girl again with a laugh. He glanced at his mother who was already gaping.

Risa stared in disbelief at what her daughter said. He started scooping his face then massaging his temples which began to feel dizzy. Didn't expect her daughter to say something that embarrassed her.

"Look at Pa. Mother began to get upset. Papa cepet home. Kasian Bunda nahan longs for Papa".

Again. Risa gasped at her daughter's words. Safira had pointed her phone camera towards Risa. Risa's face, which seemed shocked by her daughter's words, looked cute and adorable. Risa then turned her eyes to the stack of paper on her desk.

"Fira says same Mother, yes. Papa also can not long - long nahan miss the Mother. Doain aja Papa cepet work completed. Let Papa get home".

Unknowingly, Risa's lip line was attracted even if only a little. Her face changed pias just by hearing a simple sentence from her future husband.

"OK, Papa. Later Fia to Mommy. Papa don't eat late, yeah. Keep health. Diligent learning also let his work be finished. Trus Papa also do not macem - macem there. Don't lyrics - lyrics of another woman".

Risa could not help but laugh at the message of her little daughter to the future Papa. It really represents the inner Risa. Again he was astonished by his daughter's possessive treatment of Rendy. All this time Risa never want to pick up the phone from Rendy. If Rendy's name is on her phone screen, she will immediately give it to Safira. He still feels sad if he has to receive a phone call or video from Rendy. In fact, previously he always received phone calls or videos from Rendy even under any circumstances.

After the call ended, Safira returned to her seat. Then take the food box out onto the table. He laid it neatly on top. Then glanced at Risa who was still busy with the papers. Then he glanced at his mother's employees who seemed to be stretching their muscles.

"Aunty is going to rest ?".

Siti who mengengengengkeng sound Sapphira so wrong behavior. "Eh, yes Safira. It's time to rest, too, right". She hesitated while glancing at Risa.

Risa looked at Siti then turned to glance at the clock on her other phone. He raised both his eyebrows. "Gee... We seem to be too focused until we forget time. Okay. Let's take a break, Siti". Said Risa while turning to approach Safira who sat on the sofa.

Siti was ready to come out for a break. While Risa enjoys her lunch with the princess. Safira prefers to eat the cuisine of Uti, Risa's mother. Than having to eat food outside. Safira is a bit picky about food.

After finishing with the business of the store, Risa invites Safira to Uti stall. He began to get used to carrying his old car in the shop. He no longer thought about what his neighbors said about him. Before going to the stall, Risa picked up Manda who had started opening a clothes shop at a suburban kiosk near the village to go home together. Since the events of a few weeks ago, Risa did not allow Manda to drive along. Especially if it is late afternoon.

Arrive at the shop. Looks like there is already Lita who is sitting in the buyer's seat. He seemed busy with his phone. After the parking car, Safira immediately went down and ran to meet Lita.

"Tante has been waiting a long time?", asked Safira who immediately sat beside Lita.

"No, really. Aunty new aja nyampek".

"So nginep at home?", asked Risa who also sat in the chair. Lita just nodded her head.

"Have you taken a shower ?". Risa noticed Lita's appearance that looked awut-awutan.

Risa shook her head. "Yaudah, if that's how you and Fira go home first. Trus shower. Fira hasn't had a shower either. Take a shower, yeah".

"I'm also coming home, brother. My body is so hot". Manda said as she continued to scratch her body.

Manda's body will always cause an itchy reaction if he emits excessive sweating. That's why he doesn't like being stalled and working so much that it causes sweat. Because it will make him uncomfortable with the feeling of itchiness.

Risa starts helping Misra to serve the buyers. After the three girls came home, more and more buyers were sold. Sarja is still busy making tea and coffee. While Misra prepares a buyer order to take home. Risa began to serve the buyers who would enjoy it in the stalls.

As the buyers began to quiet down, there was a commotion from Zein's workshop. Initially Risa did not really care about the noise. Until finally, one of the buyers shouted hysterically and the atmosphere of the shop became boisterous. Risa immediately came out and found Sarja holding the mother who was fainting on the doorstep. Then there was a hysterical cry from the direction of the workshop and a cry of disdain for each other. Some are running.

"Risa, you saw the situation of Zein" Sarja ordered her eldest daughter. His hand outstretched to welcome the glass filled with water from one of the buyers.

Risa's feet stepped quickly towards the workshop. He approached the blond girl who was sobbing. In her lap, Risa could see her younger brother grimacing in pain. His face was full of blood and bruises. Risa's eyes widened when she saw the part of Zein's stomach that had been covered in blood

"Astaghfirullah's... Zeins. Oh Allah... ". Risa could not say anything - what to see the condition of her younger brother - lakinya. Risa's tears shed for a moment.

"Sick, brother", Zein groaned as he held onto his stomach which continued to bleed.

Risa looks panicked with Zein's condition. He saw a blonde woman holding a sweater. Then Risa pulled the sweater and rolled it up. Then press it firmly on Zein's wound to stop the bleeding. Zein was getting grimace at what Risa was doing.

"Please help lift it to the car".

That is all Risa can say. His mind was muddled to see the two dear ones lying helpless. Misra was also carried to the car because she did not realize. Risa drove her car fast when Zein and Misra were already inside. The blond girl and her workshop friend Zein were also in the car.

Many times Risa pressed the horn so that other riders gave way to her. Risa tries to stay focused on driving to survive until the destination.

Twenty minutes drive finally took Risa to the famous hospital in the city. He drove his car straight to the ER court. While Zein and Misra got a handler, Risa waited outside the room with great anxiety. Sarja repeatedly appeared to offer prayers to God for his son and wife.

Lisa began to calm herself. He cannot be weak, for he is the only focus of his family. Risa started to catch her breath. Control her tears so they don't fall again. He walked over to the blonde girl who kept crying.

"Don't cry anymore. Prayers for Zein's safety". Said Risa while rubbing the girl's back.

Slowly the issue subsides. His crying voice began to disappear. Only leaving shocks from his shoulder because of a whim.

Shortly after, a nurse came out.

"Family Patient on behalf of Zein Malik ?".

"I'm her brother, Sus". Risa said as she approached the nurse. The blonde-haired girl rounded her eyes hearing Risa's words.

"The patient's injuries are quite deep, and surgery should be performed immediately. However, the patient loses a lot of blood and must get a blood transfusion. We're checking into the PMI section... "

"Just use my blood, sus. Our blood type is the same" said Risa who immediately cut the nurse's explanation.

Lucky when the school Risa and her two younger siblings have checked blood type. So for a crucial moment like this Risa was immediately willing to donate her blood to her brothers. If it is still lacking, there are still Manda who also have the same blood type.

"All right then. Please come with me".

Risa followed the nurse. His heart was so anxious thinking about Zein's fate. He did not know exactly what caused the incident. But he can confirm this must be just a misunderstanding between teenagers.

Zein's other friends are also chasing the perpetrator. Akbar who had accompanied Zein to the hospital continued to deploy his friends to immediately catch the perpetrator. Zein is one of the people who easily blend. Almost every place he has friends who love him. In addition to his polite attitude, he also always appreciates and helps his friends. Especially Akbar, who until now felt much indebted to Zein. He kept praying that Zein would survive and be caught.