Rere smiled when he saw Dewa who was in the car waiting for him with a face full of annoyance.
"Can you hurry?!" Dewa asked with a frown and continued to grumble, when Rere was sitting beside him. Rere was silent, apparently with no intention of answering, by placing both hands on the bag that he placed on his lap.
Rere collapsed back into the seat back, then looked out of the car in the opposite direction from Dewa's position. Letting the Dewas continue to grumble wildly, until they finally shut up by themselves, maybe they are tired. And it made Rere cheer in his heart.
Until they got to the place they were headed, the two of them still showed an attitude of indifference to each other, mutually silent from one another. Rere let Dewa out and immediately took a step without looking at him.
"Thank you, pak. Tik." Rere said which was replied with a respectful nod from the owner of the name, wit
"Are you serious about the Elang, Dew?" Dewa asked when they were both in the car, on the way back to the office. It seems that he is really curious about Rere's relationship with Elang."Yes ... what's wrong? Kepo!" Rere answered Dewa's question with a flat but harsh tone, his eyes staring at Dewa with a probing face.With a deep sigh and looked away towards the outside of the car window, Dewa did not answer what Rere said earlier. Somehow there is pain in the lump in the corner of his heart. Pain but bloodless.Now a different view is found in the car, Rere, who is playing with his cellphone, looks happy with a smile on his lips, while Dewa, who occasionally glances at Rere, shows an annoyed face."We immediately return, sir Dewa?" Pak Tik asked in a friendly manner even though he did not turn his face back, because he was focused on the steering wheel."Yes!" Rere answered."Not!" Dewa replied.The two of them answered almost simultaneous
"Let's go!" Rere, who was ready to leave the room, immediately invited Ina without stopping her steps.In accordance with what Rere said to his secretary earlier, this afternoon, he wanted to invite Ina to a place to establish a closer relationship between his superior and his secretary."Where are you going, Mrs?" Asked Ina who seemed ready too, she immediately stood up with her bag hanging over her left shoulder."Don't ask too many questions, the important thing is you just come along, come on!" Rere said with a harsh voice.Ina's guts shrank when she heard the answer she never expected from the boss, while glancing questioningly, Ina followed her boss's steps."Na, you just sit in the front." Tell Rere, when they are beside the car driven by Udin."Din ... please take it to the mall yesterday, yes." Rere asked when he got in and sat in the backseat of his car. Along with Ina, wh
Rere's words suddenly made Ina pause, the hand that was originally about to open the car door, stopped moving. Maybe he was wondering, how did Rere know about the rumors that had been happening in theRere's words suddenly made Ina pause, the hand that was originally about to open the car door, stopped moving. Maybe he was wondering, how did Rere know about the rumors that had been happening in the office so far.Suddenly, Ina's voice was sobbing. Making Rere touched, his hand reached out to pat Ina's shoulder repeatedly, just to sympathize."Be patient, Ina. Why are you sad, you should show those talking back there, if you're not like what they say." Rere strengthened Ina's heart.Talking about Ina, who is the child of a poor person, but managed to immediately become a secretary, turns out to be the envy of some employees.Rere had heard that talk, this morning, when he had just set foot in the office lobby.People are jealous of how spicy, every
"What's the matter, Dyah?" asked Rere who had just arrived, passed the Dewa's room and saw Dewa's secretary standing with a worried expression. As if someone was waiting for him.Dyah approached with quick steps, but when she reached Rere's side who was still standing in front of her table, Dyah could only squeeze her own hands. His eyes looked at Rere with a different view."What's the matter? Just talk straight away, don't make me panic too, Dyah." exclaimed Rere, impatient with Dyah's attitude, who was still afraid of him."Um, Miss ... Pak Dewa." With a little stammering, Dyah answered."What's with, Dewa?"Dyah got closer to Rere and softly whispered. Something in Rere's ear.Suddenly Rere's lips could only form a small 'o' by nodding her head occasionally."How about it, Mrs?" Asked Dyah again with his eyes starting to tear up. With both hands connected and moving irregularly."Just calm down Dyah, at least by noon I'll be back f
"Marriage! That's what you have to do. If you can't, stay away." Rere replied, who put a spoonful of rice and side dishes into Alman's mouth.There was no rice box left, because Rere only ordered three packs earlier. For himself and his two secretaries."But ..." Alman was about to refute Rere's words, but stopped because he saw the woman in front of him was glaring, when he saw that her mouth was still full, making him just smile while chewing food."You know what, Man? How beautiful it will be when we date each other after marriage, everything that was originally a sin, will turn into reward and fortune." Rere said, looking closely at the man with the eyes he really liked."I don't know, you don't know too, either!" Sungut Alman, who opened his mouth again at Rere."I know, Man. Many ustad who say that, still don't want to believe it, if all the ustad say the same
"Sir ...!" Dyah tried to hold back Alman's footsteps which went straight to the entrance of Dewa's room."Dewa, there is, right?" Asked Alman who turned his body towards Dyah who was standing behind him."There is, but--"Too late, Alman's hand opened the unlocked door, and immediately went inside, making Dewa, who happened to be sitting behind his desk with his eyes closed, was suddenly shocked."Do you mind if I force my way in?" asked Alman when he was standing right in front of Dewa only blocked by a table.Dewa, who previously only looked at Alman, then turned to Dyah who was behind the back of his guest."Sorry ..." said Dyah when the god nodded his head at him. He immediately came out of the room by closing the door."How can you come without prior notification?""I was forced to do so that you don't prepare ondel ondel for me." replied Alman
Alman stopped his car in front of a place on the roadside of Kemang. So that it makes it easier for him to park the car.Alman's choice of eating hangout for young people with the name "Jambo Kupi" is to spend the three of them with his best friend.This place has a lot of outdoor space, and seems to be smoke-free.As the name implies, namely Jambo, which means saung in Acehnese language, the building itself is in the form of a bamboo hut.Rere, who was lazy to argue, let Dewa choose which hut he liked, and he just followed Dewa's steps from behind. Leaving Alman who was still ordering food for the three of them.Exactly what Rere thought, Dewa immediately sat in the hut at the back of the entrance. Rere chose to sit in front of the god's chair, they were only separated by a round table in the middle of a collection of chairs.Dewa folded his shirt around the arm, so that what initi
"Huk, huk!"Dewa immediately coughed, when he heard what Alman asked. His right hand moved over his mouth."Is there something wrong with my question, Dew?" Said Alman who turned his gaze to Rere who was still enjoying his meal, while looking at the coughing Dewa."Why ask me? Ask the person directly, so the answer is certain." replied Rere who seemed like he didn't care what Dewa went through."Yes ... um, are you really sensitive, Dew? Just asking about that too."Rere did not answer what Alman said he was busy chewing the food back in his mouth, but his eyebrows rose and fell together as a signal to Alman."What's wrong with you, Wa? Just asked about marriage to choke." Following what Rere said earlier, Alman asked Dewa directly. Even though he actually knew the cause."Never mind, I just didn't expect that you would ask me about that problem." The Dewa returned to a calm and indifferent mode."Why don't you think? You don't want to