Stupid With A Boy 1
Chapter 84

Atina is now in Putra's apartment. When entering the apartment, the Son immediately told Atina to sit down. For a moment no one started the conversation. Silent, both are silent.

"From this moment. You can stay here whenever you want. I don't mind at all," said Putra, starting the conversation. Atina was silent. His face looked even more chaotic as he had not stopped crying. Actually he was very embarrassed because he had to ask for help with the Son. He knew he shouldn't trouble the man. But the circumstances that actually make him meet with the Son until finally he must be in this place, the apartment belongs to the Son. "Now you just take the blanket off your body, Tin. Aren't you sultry from just covering up almost your whole body with that thick blanket?" ask Putra. He did not know the real reason why Atina had to wear a blanket to cover her entire body. Until the Son finds out. I don't know what he'll think next.

Getting such a question certainly left Atina confused. He was too embarrassed to answer why he was wearing a blanket. But he also did not want anyone to know about what he experienced during his time in the cursed house.

"Atina. How are you even quiet?" The son asked again when Atina did not respond to any questions from him at all.

"Ma-sorry Mas. I can't tell you why I can wear this thick blanket. I just want to say, I have absolutely no change of clothes for today and beyond, Mas," finally with a sigh of relief, Atina was able to answer with the right reason anyway.

"Oh. That, you don't have to worry. Let me buy you all the clothes. You don't have to worry."

Shortly after, the son's cell phone rang. Quickly he opened his phone. Sandra's name was written from behind the screen of her phone. For a moment, Son just stared at the phone he was holding. And unexpectedly, he chose to reject the call. Then again he put his cell phone on the table right in front of him and Atina.

Five seconds later, the son's cell phone rang. There was no response from the owner of the phone. Atina was a little curious, she tried to glance at the table where the phone was placed. Because of the close enough distance. He could see the name on the phone screen.

Deg ... His heart suddenly stopped beating. With his own eyes, he saw the name of the person who had called Son. Sandra's... Oh gosh. Why also Atina just remembered that the man who is currently with her is a married man., Atina just realized that. Instantly he felt bad for having inconvenienced people who already had wives. Why should the Son help him now. Why not Melvin who is the lover and prospective husband. Remembering Melvin. Longing is high. How is his girlfriend. He is also currently confused to find his whereabouts. I don't know what all this means. When he was in dire need of help, what God sent was precisely the Son who interceded to help himself at this time. What's with all this. He is very sure right. There are no coincidences in this world. Everything that happens has been God's line for all beings on this earth.

The phone that started ringing now began to disappear by itself. The cell phone came back silent.

"Sorry, Mom! Why don't you pick up the phone from Sandra." Carefully Atina ventured to ask about it. The son looked up at Atina. He looked at Atina for a moment before the eye could be traced to a cell phone lying on the table.

"It's okay. I know why he called, Tin. He will only ask when I will be home. So, what do I lift. That was all he would ask when I was outside the house" replied the Son. He seemed relaxed and slightly indifferent to the question Atina was asking. Atina was immediately astonished. Why is the attitude of the Son so cold to his own wife. Is it not natural that a wife asks when the husband returns, it is a form of wife's attention to the husband. The Son should be pleased to be noticed in such a way by the wife. But looking at the response of the Son, it seems this man is actually acting the opposite. Is this all because of his current existence. To make the son unpleasant then choose to ignore the wife.

"Sorry, Mas. Is it because there's me that you ignored Sandra's call?" lirih Atina's. The son shook his head a few times.

"You don't have to think like that, Tin. Yes already. I'm going home now. I'll buy you some clothes to change at my friend's shop. Now you better rest. I'll go home first. Later tonight or not tomorrow, I'm here again," she said instantly.

"D-yes, Mom! thank you for helping me. I didn't know if I would help. Maybe I am now...."

"That's it. You don't have to talk about what happened. I'm glad I could help you. If you want to thank me, thank God. Because he led me to meet you at the right time." After saying that, the son immediately came out.

Now, in that apartment Atina could only remain silent. He began to look at every corner of the building. Although not too luxurious, but all items are arranged so nicely that they look very elegant and tasty in the eye. Feeling uncomfortable for a long time with the fabric he uses as a body cover. Atina also slowly entered the room that the Son had shown her to rest. The first time he entered the room, he was amazed by the arrangement of items in the room. Very simple but interesting to always observe. Even his private room in the house was still far inferior to the room he would now occupy.

Seeing that there was a large closet, he took a few steps towards the closet. At the door of the closet slowly. He really hopes there will be clothes that he can wear for a while so that he no longer needs to wrap the very stuffy blanket to his body.

It turns out that it is not just a shelter that the Son provides for the comfort of Atina. Even just a moment ago came a female courier carrying an awful lot of clothes for her. It turned out that the woman was an employee of one of the clothing stores whose owner was a friend of Putra when he was in college.

"This is true with Ms Atina?" the woman asked when Atina had just opened the door.

"Yes, right Ma'am. I'm Atina."

"It's Mbak. I was assigned to the boss to bring this outfit here. He said this is all for Ms. Atina, please accept yes."

"Oh, yes, Ma'am. Is this an order from Mas Putra for me huh, Ma'am?" ask Atina to make sure.

"Mm. I'm sorry I don't know who ordered all these clothes. I was just told by my boss to deliver this stuff for Madam Atina. That's it," said the woman in a polite tone.

Atina immediately received a plastic package from the woman's hand in front of her. After the woman said goodbye and left. Atina closed the door again. Rushing he sat down on the sofa and opened the hefty package. His eyes immediately rounded perfectly. Unexpectedly, the Son would buy that many clothes. And no less surprised him, there was also underwear for him, complete underwear superiors and subordinates. Some sheets of hijab set gown and also there are pajamas and that was, underwear. Everything is as complete as he needs right now. Atina really felt grateful because there were people who would be kind enough to help her when her life was on the verge of collapse.

Still with a face full of shock at all that the Son bought for him. Suddenly he was surprised by the sound of knocking on the door for several times.

"Excuse me!!" someone shouted from behind the door. If it is clear from his voice, it is the voice of a man. But who's coming. Atina was a little worried. He was afraid because he was alone in the apartment.

To ascertain who came, Atina tried to ask first before she decided to open the door.

"Yes, who's outside. Sorry please answer first!!" atina shouted with a tense face. His face suddenly turned red, his heart had been dag dig dug incoherently.

"Sorry, Ma'am. I am a courier who will deliver food orders on behalf of Mas Putra. Is this really Mas Putra's apartment?" ask the man behind the door.

Atina was relieved. It turned out that the man who was outside at this moment was the courier who would deliver the food. It didn't take long, Atina opened the door. The tall, mature-skinned male figure was smilingly staring at Atina.

"Yes, it's Mas Putra's apartment, Mas."

"Thank God. I mean, I'm not in the wrong place. This is the food. Please accept," the man directly thrust the white plastic towards Atina.

"Thank you, Mum!!