Abidzar Kalulafah Malik

    Abidzar had just descended the stairs leading to the main floor. He will be leaving for work soon. Monitor the factory and later will take the time to come to ReLove, the publication that will publish his work. However, his steps on the last step had to stop when his eyes saw the presence of two guests who were talking to his mother.

    Without changing his facial expressions and movements, Abi stepped closer to them. Not intending to greet her mother's guest, just to say goodbye to Iris.

     "Oh, this is Abi? Oh my goodness, why are you getting more handsome and dashing?" A middle-aged woman approached Abi and patted him on the back as an expression of pride. I don't know what to be proud of.

    Abi just gave a small smile to keep it looking polite. Don't forget to thank him for the compliment he has received.

     The middle-aged woman pulled the hand of a woman who was the same age as Abi to stand next to Abi.

    "You guys are still compatible. Do you want to get married again?"

     Abby's brow furrowed. What? Re-matched? Like before? Abi turned to his mother who of course replied with a sharp look full of threats. Abi knew what his mother meant.

     "Doesn't Stefani already have a boyfriend of her own, Auntie?" Abi remembers that one thing. He will never forget.

    Stefani, who initially smiled shyly, now lowered her head. Didn't think that Abi would be so confrontational when he said it.

     "Isn't it okay? Auntie guarantees that what happened before will not happen again. Okay?"

     "Sorry, Aunt Ghina, Abi can't talk about it now."

     Iris then got up from her seat. "Abi has to work, Ghin. You know how Abidzar's job is, right?"

    "See, there are so many plus points from Abi. Already handsome, smart, loving, hardworking, what else are you trying to do?"

     Stefani looked at Abi who was taller than her. That innocent look didn't succeed in making Abi agree like he used to.

   "Excuse me, Auntie! Mother, Abi go!" Abi had put his hand out to shake the back of his mother's hand politely, but what Iris did was sit down as if she didn't realize what Abi was going to do. Though, he was aware of it, only deliberately not replying. Because, throughout Abi's life, Abi had only kissed the back of Iris's hand a few times. That was when he was little.

     Abi lowered his hand with a faint sad smile. Turning to Ghina, Abi shook the back of Ghina's hand politely which Ghina also replied comfortably.

    "Good job," said Ghina encouragingly by rubbing her shoulder lightly.

     Abi smiled faintly and quickly left. Stefani could only stare at him blankly. He didn't even look at him at all.

    Ghina and Stefani sat back on the sofa earlier. Gina took a deep breath and looked at her best friend who never changed her attitude.

    "How long do you want to be like that to your child? Poor him."

     Iris turned her face away. He will try to respond to whatever they talk about as long as it doesn't talk about his family.

    "Lucky you have a son like him, don't waste it, Ris!"

    "Ghina, you came here to discuss Abi and your child's matchmaking, right? I agree we'll have a formal dinner later. Don't worry, Abi won't argue with what I say!"

    ***

    "Okay, send me all the latest product data. With benefits, and various flavors that can be achieved. I'll wait until tonight," said Abi to one of his employees, a middle-aged man who has worked with him for a long time.

    Mahesa left by leaving a lot of legacy for Abidzar. One of them is a factory of canned drinks and frozen food which Abi has been happy to handle since he was fifteen years old. However, he should start learning about business and all its endeavors from that age.

    Abi took off his lab coat. He was just accompanying the others to check what ingredients were in the ingredients that would be the main subject of its manufacture.

    He entered his room after his business was finished, not all, at least some have been done.

    Abi leaned back against the back of the chair. This spacious and luxurious room is enough to calm Abi's mind if he is alone and doesn't have much work. Especially with the view of the city behind him from the highest floor of this fifteen-story building.

     Turning his chair, he was now looking out. The city of Jakarta is so full of tall buildings.

   Abi has had many lives with many different personalities. There is Abidzar at home who is a kind and polite child as well as loving. There is Abi on campus who is a model student, smart and serious. There was also Abidzar in the factory who instantly turned into a responsible leader, firm as well as wise. There is another Abidzar in front of Samudera as the editor of his book, namely Abi, who is lively and likes to smile, and also has broad insight. It's different if Abi is in front of his friends compared to Abidzar in front of women.

     In front of his best friend is none other than Dellyn, Abi becomes the best friend who likes to listen, give solutions, and likes to help, and never counts.

    If in front of women other than Iris, Abi will be a cold, flat, and mysterious man who is difficult to penetrate.

    That's how Abi's attitude has worked so far. Never changed or swapped. It was as if it was an automatic attitude that without being set could already be used like that.

    Do you know how a ten-year-old boy who has been abandoned by his idol and role model for good, namely his father, can live independently? Without any support from anyone even from his mother.

    Likewise, the way Abi has lived all this time, no one knows and no one will understand.

     As a child, Abi was a child with great affection for his friends. Although he only got it from his father, he could pass it on to many people.

    Don't blame Iris, Abi hates it the most. Because, to him no matter how Iris treated him, she was still a good mother. It's already very good to want to bring Abi into the world with extraordinary struggles, so when he doesn't want to take care of Abidzar, it's not his fault, right?

   Abi's cell phone that was on the table rang, causing Abi to turn back in his chair and reach for his cell phone. There was the name of Samudera, editor, senior as well as his idol there, who immediately accepted his call.

    "Hello, Sis? What's the news?" he asked bluntly. Because indeed the Ocean also does not like small talk.

     "Where are you, Bi? Can you come to my office now?"

    "I'm at the factory. Yes, Sis. It's also close to the place. After Asr, I'll go there."

     "Okay."

     "Don't worry, Sis. My Asr prayer doesn't last long," he said with a small chuckle.

    Sam likes to protest when he is waiting for Abi to fulfill his obligations as a Muslim. Not because of anything, just Sam felt that Abi was old. That's all.