
The sudden arrival of Victor, made the two women who were in the room surprised. Both Syafira and Elena looked at Victor intently and questioningly.
Syafira who did not expect Victor would enter his room, suddenly. Just being able to shut up and hope that Aunt Elena does not suspect them. Meanwhile, Elena he scrunched his forehead and started thinking. Could it be that every day Victor greeted Syafira in this way? Get into the room without knocking on the door? How close are they?
Not only the two women Victor was surprised to not think his ex-wife was in Syafira's room. Fortunately, he did not have time to greet Syafira as a darling. What if he realizes too late and Elena hears him calling Syafira dear??
“Good morning Syafira. You have to be fast, this morning you have to control and we must not come late to the hospital,” Victor said firmly. Then her lips closed tightly and threw her face the other way, not looking towards Elena at all.
“Yes, Om!”
“Oh so this morning is your schedule to control Syafira,” said Elena nodded her head in understanding.
“Do not forget before 07.00 we have to eat together in the dining room. You too Elena go take a shower and take Xander, go down to the dining room to eat together. You have not forgotten the rules in this house,” stressed Victor before he finally left Syafira's room.
Syafira who had been able to walk little by little. Now standing in front of the mirror, he saw the reflection of his face there. Then, start combing the hair and tie it back with a maroon-colored ribbon. Same with the red shirt he wore this morning. For his subordinates, he chose to use loose cloth pants.
After feeling enough, Syafira ended her ritual in front of the mirror by spraying perfume. Previously, he had applied powder and nude-colored lipstick on his lips. Just now he came out of his room. For a moment, he saw Victor sitting in the family room and waiting for him.
“Why have you been so long, Xander and Elena have just come down!” said Victor saw the number on the watch that was on his wrist.
“Sorry Om,” says Safira. Slowly, he walked towards the stairs. “Let's Om go to the dining room now. Surely everyone has been waiting,” take Syafira.
Victor moved from sitting. Actually, he was upset that Syafira had not opened his message since last night. Finally, he chose to follow Syafira walking down the stairs, being 2 steps behind Syafira and continuing to look after the girl who was trying hard down the stairs carefully. Sewing scars on Syafira's knee still hurt, Victor did not want the girlfriend-preta, fell back and later hurt more badly.
However, because Syafira is too slow to step. Victor walked ahead of the girl. Without the consent of Syafira the man lifted his body and carried him walking down the stairs.
Syafira. He swallowed. Struck by Victor's sudden action. He looked at the man up close, then his heart was racing. How not, his face is so handsome! Smelled a distinctive perfume that is very masculine. Shafira liked that smell.
Meanwhile in the dining room there are Mrs Hani, Pak Jaya, Aunt Elena and also Xander. All eyes were focused towards Vicktor and Syafira.
Mrs Hani and Mrs Jaya can understand because maybe Syafira's leg is sick, but not with Elena. Somehow there was a sense of tightness that flashed across his chest seeing Victor so attentive with Syafira.
“Safira, not that you have been able to walk. Why did you ask Victor to help you?” elena asked looking at Victor and did not like her ex-husband holding a girl younger than him.
“Not Sapphira who asked to be carried, I myself did not have the heart he endured the pain of walking down the stairs,” always Victor while lowering Syafira. Next, the man immediately sat on the chair to the right of the papa.
Elena did not ask again. Now, all family members are in the dining room and sitting in their seats . It was time for them to enjoy the breakfast dish, which was prepared by Mbok Atun and Anik. There are various kinds of fruit pieces. For the side dish, chicken is always a mandatory menu. There are some vegetables and also a sandwich for Xander.
This morning, Syafira was very hungry. However, for the sake of healing his legs. Eat only fruit and milk.
“No Ma, this morning I will take Syafira to see a doctor. Maybe in about two or three days, Syafira can just leave for college as usual,” replied Victor.
“Indeed you are not late if you take Syafira to check with the doctor first? Is there a Kardi sir who can drive him?” proposed Madam Hani.
“No Ma, I'll drive Syafira myself. After that there is Aleta who will take Syafira for a walk. After all there was Elena accompanying Xander, so I allowed Syafira to go with Aleta!” subterfuge Victor, he is very good at making up stories even though he himself will take Syafira for a walk this morning.
“Oh.”
That's all that came out of Mrs Hani's lips. Meanwhile, Elena and Pak Jaya chose to be quiet and enjoy the food menu on their respective plates.
“Papa! Can I come with you?” ask Xander.
“Mama, being at home. Don't you want to go to school with mom?” asked Victor while glancing at Elena.
“Iya Xander, Mama will take you to school!” seloroh Elena quickly returned the gaze of her ex-husband.
Glucose.
Syafira gulps. He, who now loves Victor very much. Somehow he felt dislike when the man looked at his ex-wife.
“Can Mama really drive you to school?” ask Xander to make sure.
Elena did not make a sound. He responded to the question from his only son by nodding his head.
After breakfast, Elena drove Xander to school in a car driven by Mr. Kardi. While Victor, escort Syafira to the Doctor's check.
Now in the dining room there is only Pak Jaya and Mrs Hani.
“Papa!” call Madam Hani.
“Iya Ma.”
“Mama plans to get Elena and Victor to refer. Do you agree?” ask Madam Hani. Wanted to hear her husband's opinion on Victor and Elena's ending household.
“What it is not too imposing a will, Ma. Wouldn't it be better for our life partner not to interfere, I think Victor already knows what he wants and we don't have to drive it anymore. We both know what the main problem is in Elena and Victor's household. I think asking them to reunite is a compulsion.” Pak Jaya refused the firm proposal from his wife.
The Cobtinue.