Happy Birthday To Me
Happy Birthday to Me - 11

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Syifa parked her motorcycle in the yard. He took off the helmet that had been protecting his head during the trip. His forehead clutched together after seeing a car he had never seen before parked in his yard.

"Whose car, huh?"

Syifa was silent for a moment trying to think and guess inside who the owner of the car. This car is not owned by Mama's car anymore if the clock like this has not come home from the office then who is the owner of this car?

Tired of guessing with curiosity he began to step into the house until his steps filled with curiosity were immediately stopped when the figure of a man in black was seen sitting on the sofa of his living room.

Also seen Mama, Rahmi who was seen putting a cup of coffee on the table.

"Mama!"

Rahmi turned to look at Syifa with a happy smile welcoming Syifa's arrival.

"Syifa, are you home?"

Syifa did not answer. He glanced in dislike at the figure of a man he had never seen before.

This was the first time he had seen the man. His mind guessed who this man was and why he could be at home.

Whether this man was a distant relative of his mother or this man was his co-worker. Syifa stepped closer to the figure of her mother and then copied her hand.

"Well, this is my son's name is Syifa."

The man in the suit nodded. His lips seemed to smile as if happy to see the arrival of Syifa but, much different from Syifa. Syifa did not like the man in front of her.

"Oh so this is called Syifa, beautiful yes," he concluded as he stared from toe to toe Syifa's hair made Syifa uncomfortable with the look in her eyes.

"Oh yes, Syifa introduced this name Pak Jaya. Pak Jaya is Mama's co-worker at the office. He's a new employee at the office. He's only been working in the office for a month."

Syifa nodded then turned back unhappy at the man before her. I don't know why, but Syifa doesn't like this guy. More precisely he does not like if there is a man who approaches his mother even though it can only be said to be a friend or friend only.

"Shyifa! Come on acquaintance first, dong sama om Jayai" whispered Rahmi until not long ago Jaya stuck out her fingers that look rather large in accordance with her high posture with a body that looks somewhat contained.

"Shyifa! Syifa let's say hello to Jaya!" whispered Rahmi with her tone of voice suppressed.

Syifa. He looked at the man's face seriously. The man was seen smiling with his face that looked annoying, really annoying.

Syifa clicked her lips in annoyance and then she stepped away without shaking hands with the man according to her mother's orders.

"Who? Syifa! Where is Syifa going?!!" call Rahmi who just stared at Syifa's departure.

Rahmi said her lips a little annoyed with Syifa's new attitude this time behaving like that.

Rahmi turned her head with a bad feeling to look at Jaya, her office friend who was seen pecking with her fingers still stretched out waiting for the hand job of Syifa who had been ignored by her.

"Okay, sorry. Not usually, Syifa. Usually Syifa if the same new person she is friendly, really but maybe today the mood is a bit not well understood, yes her name is also a daughter."

"Oh yes please drink the coffee, cold rush!"

"Thank you."

Jay sat on the sofa. His gaze stared in the direction where he had last seen the figure of Syifa who stepped away leaving him just like that.

Jaya sipped Rahmi's coffee fixed with the look of her eyes still staring towards Syifa. Not without reason. For the first time anyone did this to him, a little disrespectful but it is okay to know which child likes to see his mother was close to a man and this time Jaya just understood.

"Yes!" call Rahmi makes jaya jerk from her daydream.

"What's wrong?"

"Kok, even dumb, anyway? What else do you think?" Jay smiled a little.

He put the cup of coffee on the table and shook his head slowly.

"It's okay but it seems Syifa's a bit dislikeful about my arrival here."

"Ah, it's not just your feelings. Syifa is his son just fine, yes I also do not understand why Syifa so like that or maybe because last night I did not give a repeat for him."

"Year date? So Syifa's birthday is today?"

"Yes Syifa's 16th birthday today."

"Is Syifa really her 16th birthday? So your son is 16?" ask again who does not believe.

"Yes maybe she's also mad at me because I haven't given her a birthday."

"Why is that? You should have given her a greeting or a gift to give her a little smile."

"Well, I don't have time to do all that. I was busy again. We, too, must get used to it."

"It doesn't have to be like that. Every year that birthday should be celebrated or it should be said a happy birthday."

"But it seems like saying happy birthday or celebrating and even giving gifts seems like too much."

"Come on! It is not an advantage but it is a happiness given to a child. Look what happened to your son! He looks angry."

"Try you seduce her a little maybe her mood will be good and she won't behave badly or ignore my handshake."

The words made Rahmi speechless. It is true what his friend said.

"Yes, thank you for the advice. Please drink the coffee again!"

"Yes, thank you."

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