
"I mean Father, what?"
"Yes .. You just tell me what your problem is." Aksa scratched her un-itchy head.
"I'm sorry, but, since when do you care about my personal affairs. Didn't you often say never mix work with personal affairs. Personal business is at home, if the job is in the office so don't make them meet and make your job so chaotic. I see, right?" Alle mimicked Aksa's style of advising employees whose performance was down.
Aksa tried to distract her because what Alle said was true. He saw the clock in his hand.
"It's past office hours, so you can tell me anything including your personal affairs. I don't want personal problems to make your job go wrong." Of course Aksa had to find a reason for his arrival not to fall.
"Is my job unsatisfactory to this, sir?"
"What?"
"Yes, did I make a mistake today so you're not satisfied with my work?"
"No." Aksa. "Your job is good, it's just that I saw today we were more silent. I think it's all because you have a problem."
"I'm fine, sir. Thank you for your concern," said Alle covering up all her problems.
Urging Alle doesn't seem like a good thing. Aksa should give up this time. "Ok, I'll just take you home."
"Eh .. No need, sir. I get off here, I can take a taxi or ojek. No need to bother driving me."
"Rejection means your salary is deducted!" aksa Ancam.
"What's? how could that be?"
Without the approval of Alle Aksa, he drove his car back to the subsidized housing owned by his secretary. Along the way Alle back mute and Aksa can not force Alle to tell a story because their status is only bound to work relationship. Not more.
"Thank you very much, sir," Alle said as she got out of the car.
Aksa nodded, but when Alle was about to close her car door Aksa exclaimed, "You didn't ask me to stop by?"
"I'm sorry?" Alle cringing.
"Don't you usually, after someone is driven home he'll make small talk to stop by?"
Alle drew a straight line on her lips. "You'd better go home, because today I'm lazy to boil water to brew coffee."
Aksa smiled at Alle's clumsiness. "Well, I'm going home, say my regards to Chilla."
Alle smiles before closing the door on her boss's car. After the car was out of sight, Alle just walked into the house.
"Assalamualaikum," Alle said as she opened the door. His gaze was startled with a couple sitting on the sofa of his living room playing with Chilla.
"Waalaikumsalam," replied Chilla excitedly. "Hore, Mama's home." The boy hugged Alle.
"Ma, look who's coming. They're Grandpa and Granny Chilla." The little boy pointed at the figure that Alle was very familiar with. "It turns out Chilla has Grandpa and Grandma like Chilla's friends" Chilla said happily.
There was no angry look that Alle showed like the arrival of Fadil at that time. Alle was more able to hold back.
The thing that became Alle's question was, why after Fadil, his former in-laws also suddenly appeared. Since the divorce, they have not once asked what news to visit to see their grandchildren.
Alle kissed chilla's head and rubbed gently there. "Chilla's learned yet?"
The little boy nodded.
"Yes, now Chilla studied first, yes. Mama talked to Grandpa and Grandma Chilla."
Dutifully Chilla according. He said goodbye to two people who had just come and claimed to be his grandparents.
Before long, appeared Madam Imas who came with two cups of tea. Chilla's nanny was a little jolted at the sight of Alle coming home. "All ...." Ms. Imas was not even able to speak. Because this is the second time people have appeared from Alle's past. Makes the woman had a black ride before.
"Sir, please accompany Chilla to learn yes," said Alle. There was no anger in his tone like the arrival of Fadil at that time.
Ma'am Imas nodded in understanding. "Come on Chilla." He led the little boy into the room.
Alle and her former parents-in-law. Alle took a seat on the sofa opposite her former in-laws. "Please drink sir, Mom." said Alle repeated the words of Ms. Imas.
Sofyan—bapaknya Fadil—take the cup first then sip it. While Marini just stared cynically at Alle who was right in front of him.
"Mom not drinking?" ask Alle.
"I'm not thirsty!" answer Marini ketus. However, Alle ignored, she was already used to the attitude of her former mother-in-law.
Marini nudged her husband's arm as a sign that the batik-clad man immediately accelerated their goal of coming to her ex-daughter-in-law's house.
"How are you, All?" asked Sofyan. Marini again grabbed her husband's arm. The woman was really impatient.
"Alhamdulillah, fine, sir. Mom and dad are good too, right?"
"Sorry, we can only visit after four years" said Sofyan.
Unable to bear the pleasantries of her husband Marini interjected, "Just in time, our goal here is to ask Chilla to stay with Fadil and Mira."
Despite being shocked by Marini's frank remarks, Alle tried to be calm. "On what basis did you and Mom come and ask Chilla."
Marini. "Of course on the basis that chilla is our granddaughter. Son of Fadil."
"But Fadil never babysit chilla before. He even handed over custody of Chilla to me when we got divorced. Then why would you suddenly want to take Chilla. Isn't that weird?"
"You don't have much to say. Chilla will be able to live a decent life with Fadil rather than a widow like you. Fadil's income is bigger and definitely more assured of Chilla's future."
Marini's words made Alle smile on her side. "Maybe Mas Fadil have a greater income, but what Mas Fadil can really be responsible. While since Chilla was a child, Mas Fadil has abandoned her."
Marini.
"If Fadil wants to meet, yes please, but it must be in this house and should not be taken away," added Alle.
"You are not a selfish person. You know exactly why Fadil asked for Chilla. Because Fadil's wife can't have children. Why don't you just give up. You could have another child with your boyfriend who drove you home just now." Marini did see Alle down from Aksa's car, the middle-aged woman also had a glimpse of the face of the man who drove this former daughter-in-law. That moment of cynical and sneering smile was the first reaction he showed.
Alle laughing. "Why not turn around, ma'am. Mas Fadil will be fertile, yes .. Just make Mas Fadil marry again. Let's have another child. So much better than having to ask Chilla for me."
Telak. Marini was struck by Alle's words. Marini had proposed it to Fadil but there were things Marini could not say to her former daughter-in-law.
"You!" Marini pointed at Alle's face with her index finger. "Don't be presumptuous of you, huh!'
"Mom, I've." Sofyan tried to calm his wife's anger. He lowered the hand that had pointed towards Alle.
"Sorry, ma'am until any time, Alle will keep Chilla. Alle won't hand Chilla over to Mas Fadil. In accordance with the court's decision, Mas Fadil can visit Chilla whenever he wants, but not to get custody of Chilla," said Alle firmly. He did not want to talk to his former father-in-law.
Seeing the determination of Alle's heart, Sofyan decided to go home. "All, let's go home first, it seems that this time your mother can't be compromised." Sofyan pulls Marini's hand.
"What you said, I can't compromise. Not me, sir, but him. This pretentious woman who can't be spoken to is fine." Marini.
"Already, Mom ... already." Sofyan led Marini to stand up. "Let's go home."
"Sir, sir, if you're not with Chilla, I don't want to go home. I have to take Chilla home."
"Mom, we're going home" Sofyan asked a little pushy. "We'll say goodbye, All."
Alle could only welcome and gaze at their departure. In his mind came the question of what really happened. Why is it that after four years have passed they all show up and want to get custody of Chilla.