"So, are you serious, Tom?" Matthew asked while placing the wedding invitation he had just received. This was the last time he inquired about Thomas's decision. It wasn't because of the wedding invitation he had just received, dear God, no. That was a different matter. In fact, Matthew was delighted that he had finally received an invitation from his hardworking junior.
"Dead serious, Sir," Thomas said with a confident tone. It had been two weeks since he had a significant meeting with his boss, where there was a lot of persuasion involved to get Thomas to stay. Even the salary negotiation had left Thomas breathless. But he had made up his mind.
His mother always told him that determination and unwavering belief in anything he chose to pursue were signs from God to bless his life. So, Thomas had no doubts when he decided to continue working at Savefund Senayan, even if it meant moving to the headquarters. Bachelor didn't understand why he hesitated.
"Okay, if th
The restaurant Robert chose this time made Olive can't stop staring at its interior. She tightens her grip on Thomas's hand. "It's nice, right? The restaurant."Thomas just grins. He is sure this is not just an ordinary dinner. Since he met Robert Arka Nendratama, the middle-aged man's gaze has never been far from his father-in-law. From Olive's stories about Seira's past, in which Olive was also involved, Thomas somewhat understands why his father-in-law preferred to be alone.But one thing that amazes him is Robert's loyalty and unwavering love, which eventually might change his mother-in-law's mind.Thomas has witnessed more than a few times how Robert gave Seira some 'touches'. They're not excessive, just a gentle pat on her shoulder, or her head, or even just a subtle smile accompanied by a sweet expression of gratitude and praise for Seira."When are you going to take me to a place like this?" Olive pouts playfully. "You're so annoying."Why
Thomas's first reaction is to choke. Robert's words are clear and very convincing, making him utterly surprised. He never expected that this dinner would take such a turn. Thomas was about to speak, but Olive's voice beat him to it"I... didn't hear that correctly, did I?" Olive blinks slowly, gazing intently at the middle-aged man near her. "Uncle... What did you just say?""Uncle wants to propose to you."Olive's mouth hangs wide open, completely astounded. "Uncle, you're not sick or something, are you?""No, I'm not. I happened to have my monthly check-up. My blood pressure is fine, my cholesterol and blood sugar levels are healthy.""Why are you speaking all jumbled up?" Olive shudders. "Uncle, you know I'm already married, right?""I know." Robert smiles widely. "Proposing here doesn't mean anything strange, Olive."Perhaps because Olive ignored his previous warning. But what can he do? Robert needed to speak with Olive, in his o
"Tired?" Thomas asked as he held the door open for Olive. Since she got into the car after bidding farewell to her mother and her soon-to-be stepfather, she hadn't said a word. Instead, she chose to lean back comfortably, her hand safely nestled in Thomas's grip."Yeah," Olive replied with a light chuckle. "I'm not sure why. Maybe I ate too much earlier, or maybe not. But I remember, I didn't eat a lot." She paused for a moment, deep in thought. "But I did eat Mom's steak," she laughed. "And the salad too. Wow, I guess I did eat quite a bit."Thomas chuckled, "So, that's why you're feeling sleepy?""Yeah," Olive said with a tired laugh. "Carry me, Bae. My legs feel like they're about to give out."Oh my! When Olive comes across as this needy, it's like a real test of courage for Thomas."There are plenty of attendants around the lobby, Liv. It's not a problem if I carry you." Thomas never really minded Olive's whims. However, if someone sees and he
Olive couldn't hold back her laughter. Her stomach was hurting each time she looked at the invitation that she had intentionally prepared for Diana. She had resolved not to hide anything about the invitation she intended to give directly to the woman whose face she hadn't forgotten. How could she just forget her? Ugh!"Are your legs still sore?" Thomas asked while placing a cup of tea in front of his wife. The sofa in the living room was now under the sole possession of Olive."They still are," she complained as she placed the invitation on the table. "My legs are killing me."Thomas laughed. "I'm the one who should be complaining about that."Olive pouted. "You never really care about me."She then got up from her comfortable seat. Ignoring Thomas's annoying laughter, she headed to the kitchen. Olive wasn't lying when she said she was tired. The nearly three-hour journey from Thomas's apartment to Bogor was fun, but it had left Olive's butt numb.
Olive glanced at the house they had arrived at, shooting a sharp look at Thomas who had just taken off his helmet."What's up, Bee?" Thomas asked, not understanding why his wife was giving him that look. "Is something wrong?"“Why do you know Diana's house so well?”Oh, goodness! What does he think? Thomas ended up laughing. “Well, I know, right? It's in the neighborhood. Plus, I'm good friends with Ardi, Bee.”Olive scoffed. “Lies, lies. Your nose will grow like Pinocchio’s!”When it came to Diana, Thomas had to extend his patience dealing with Olive. He also had to be careful in his actions, afraid of making a misstep and losing his privileges! How many days had it been since he was satisfied with just kissing Olive's lips and neck? Ck! He couldn't afford to get a cold shoulder tonight."Yeah," Thomas rubbed Olive's cheek lightly to soothe himself. "Should I ring the bell?""Well, duh," Oliv
Olive groaned softly. Her body felt stiff and heavy, and... oh my goodness! Thomas's arms were always tightly wrapped around her. It was like Olive was a rolling pin! And then there were his legs pinning her down, restricting Olive's movements. "Babe," she whispered, nudging Thomas's chest lightly, covered only by a t-shirt.The air here was chilly; they couldn't risk sleeping naked and catching a cold. Especially after their bodies were drenched last night. There was still Monday and the following days they had to face. They couldn't afford to break down just because of the rain, uh... the pouring rain, to be more precise.“Why?” Thomas asked, his voice muffled. His eyes still refused to open, pulling Olive closer, hugging his wife even tighter than the night before.“Aren't you gone get up this afternoon?” Olive asked.“Too lazy.” Thomas briefly kissed his wife's forehead. Then he pulled the blanket over them and snug
Two servings of seafood fried rice, one serving of banana and toast, and a warm pot of sweet tea were just right for Olive to enjoy this late morning. When she realized what time they had left the bed, they both burst into laughter again. But there was a sense of great understanding in Olive's heart.First of all, her husband was not the type to sleep in late. He was incredibly diligent, especially at the apartment. He did a lot of things before he actually left the place. Perhaps due to his busy daily routine, Thomas couldn't afford to waste time. He might end up late for Senayan.Second, it was probably because they were exhausted after expending so much energy last night, so their bodies needed a much longer rest than usual.Third, the atmosphere and weather were so conducive to lazing around in bed. They didn't even want to go to the hall for breakfast, even though they could have. They chose to wait for their food to be delivered to their room.The c
Actually, Tasya was somewhat afraid to enter her boss's office. Not because there were a lot of files, she needed Nathan to check – it was his duty to inspect all the divisions under him, right? – but because this past week, the boss appeared way scarier than a T-rex. Seriously.If the T-rex felt imposing and intimidating when it was nearby, the Raptor was the opposite. Even though it was much smaller in real-life animal knowledge, this creature was highly dangerous. Its fierce gaze, sharp teeth, and merciless way of tearing into its prey.For Tasya, Nathan was like that relentless Raptor."Why are you just standing there?"Wait, has Tasya been inside Nathan's office all this time? But she still had the files in her hand, right? What was she doing all this time? Staring at the Raptor? What's the point? Such a waste of time, right? There was still a pile of work on her desk, Tasya."Uh... this, Sir, is the report from the finance divisio