After Promiscuity
Little Ngibul
Hera wears sunglasses, with a white blazer and a dusty pink skirt that is below the knee length.
On arrival in front of Barra's office, he opened his sunglasses. Her beautiful thin face without wrinkles, but her beauty is the result of plastic surgery.
"In order to get into his room, I have to disguise myself as his client" Hera murmured then with confidence, she walked into the office of the classical building architecture.
He approached a blue-eyed woman with brown hair, already sitting at the front desk of the lobby. Hera greeted the receptionist with elegance.
Hera speaks English but her Indonesian pronunciation is very thick.
"Did the Madam have an appointment before?" ask the receptionist in English.
Hera shook her head, "I'm here to complain,"
The woman did not lie, actually Hera really wanted to complain but not a business problem but a heart problem that was rejected.
"I'm sorry to know what the complaint is about? Please fill out the attendance form here. And write briefly the problem you want to convey," said the Receptionist.
Hera is confused which company to write from?
Ah I just fabricate the company Abals, aka Abal-abal hehe. Inner Hera after that he handed back the form to the Receptionist.
After waiting for a while, Hera was allowed into a room. The room was quiet because the owner of the company had not yet arrived. Yeah, obviously, because Barra was taking Cassie to her college first.
Hera sat down, not on a long sofa with a small table in front of her but rather she sat in front of Barra's desk. He took pictures adorning the work desk.
Photo of Barra starting work for the first time. With a white shirt and black limousine trousers, a bit of a muddle. Still looks ordinary, plain and uncool.
Hera slightly cried while stroking the photo with one finger.
"I miss you Barra, you're my first love. And I'm sorry for betraying your love." Hera cried, regretting everything.
Little by little, he recalled the pieces of events while dating Barra. The man was very respectful of his honor. Moreover, they live in Jakarta, whose average peers have had intercourse since stepping on High School.
Barra and Hera are in love in third grade High School, all feeling great before she becomes obsessed with being rich.
Shortly after, there was the sound of a door opening. Hera quickly put the photo back into place. There were footsteps and it seemed to be the footsteps of a man wearing a fantofel.
Hera was nervous
He closed his eyes while clenching his hands so that the nervousness was gone. When the move stopped right beside him, Hera immediately stood up and hugged the person .
"Hera" said Kenza.
Hera opened her eyes and released her embrace.
"Kenza, what are you doing here?" ask Hera
"Well you do, I'm working with Mas Barra" explained Kenza
Hera looked at Kenza from top to bottom, the woman was getting prettier. And also Kenza is not wearing High Heels. Kenza prefers shoes with small and wide heels. Not high and thin right, because he has a deep trauma when wearing high heels.
Kenza's legs were swollen for a week, but she had been in pain for a month. Just because it fell. Since then, he did not want to wear high heels.
"Hmm did you move into this office?" Ask Hera again
"Well, I'm Barra's future wife, so wherever she goes, I have to go. And you go all the way" said Kenza.
He deliberately lied to keep Hera away from Barra who was kasmaran with a leak. Pity leaked if faced with the grandmother attached from Mount Merapi.
"Well! You're his future wife?" screeched Hera with her shrill voice, until Kenza's ears were slightly ringing.
Kenza looked at Hera with her head up while shaking her waist. As if to say, Barra is mine. The diamond ring is a memento of Oscar.
"Good ah, no way. You lied to me, right?" said Hera while pointing her index finger.
Not how long Barra who had been waiting for finally came too.
"Well, ask him yourself, baby. Here dear," Kenza ran over to Barra and hugged the man while winking.
Barra understood Kenza's intentions, but she didn't want to use any hugging.
"What are you doing here?" Barra asked Hera coldly.
"Hemm don't know, baby, he seems to want to fail our relationship. We want to get married, though," Kenza flinched spoiled on Barra's arm.
Kenza, usually can why must use spoiled anyway. Very uncomfortable, anyways Hera will not give up until here the inner Barra
"Barra, do you really want to marry Kenza?" ask Hera
"Hmmm," Barra just cleared her throat. Because he doesn't want to answer yes.
"What! You guys want to get married? Thank God my son wants to marry me too,"
Kenza and Barra turned their eyes.
"Duh Mama" murmured Barra
"Ehh uh Aunt Joy, hehehe," Kenza took off Barra's arm and scratched her non-itchy head
Intention to ngibulin Hera even his mother Barra came.
"Why go to London and say it? Alone?" Barra immediately approached Joy and kissed the back of her hand.
After that Joy wanted to kiss Barra's cheek.
"Here, Mama wants to kiss, but there's no papa," Joy kissed her son Barra's cheek with a flash.
Wasabi came after entering Barra's room and he saw his son was rubbing his lipstick on his cheek.
"Hemm gonna steal a chance?" wasabi
"Hehee, it's my own baby, dear,"
"He's been great to say he used to be kissed all," protested Wasabi who his jealousy is not abis-used.
They forgot Hera's presence.
"Tante, Om, is it true that Barra and Kenza are getting married soon?" Ask Hera for a definite answer
Joy and Wasabi looked at each other, then turned to look at Barra then changed to look at Kenza who was looking down hiding behind Barra.
"Om same Aunt doesn't know? So Kenza you're a lie, right?" Terka Hera's
"I will get married, with whom, when and where is definitely not your business. Sorry Hera, I have another job,"
"Barra we can talk to each other for a few minutes. I came all the way here just to see you" Pinta Hera
"Can you leave my office and never come back from my life" Barra said, not responding to Hera's wishes.
Hera leaves Barra and everyone else there.
After Hera leaves, Barra and Kenza must explain what just happened to Joy and Wasabi.