
Bramasta looked at his wife from his room. Adisti is receiving a report from the advertising division.
It became a special preoccupation for Bramasta to observe the face of his wife who was listening seriously to his interlocutor also saw the records of the report. Bramasta smiled widely. But then his smile faded away at the sight of the many files he had to sign.
His preoccupation was stalled by his obligations as the leader of a large company. While taking the file before him, he looked back at his wife from a distance.
It just so happened that Adisti was looking at him. Not wasted, Bramasta immediately sent the love finger from his chair to his wife. Here kiss far away. Then smile broadly.
Adisti's eyes widened but only briefly. He looked down with blushing cheeks. In front of him the clerk from the advertising division was still talking.
Gawai Bramasta reads incoming chat message notification.
Disti_Work, Bang... Workings..._
Bramasta read it and then broke down.
Bramasta_I love you more!_
Not long after the reply message Adisti entered.
Adisti_Love you more than yesterday!_
Bramasta types a reply quickly.
Bramasta_Ke room Brother, now_
Adisti_Gak can. There are employees_
Bramasta_Don't argue. It's orders. I don't like being rejected_
Bramasta could see his wife's upset face. He talked for a while with his interlocutor. Then stood up, opening the door to the room with Bramasta's room.
Bramasta. Approaching wife.
“What's up?” Adisti looked at her towering husband.
Bramasta smiled broadly looking down at his wife. Then pull him to sit on the sofa.
“Abang kangen Buk Wife..”
“Buk His wife is at work, Mr. Husband.”
“I'm your priority, right?” Bramasta stared at Adisti's eyes.
Adisti felt there was something different from usual with her husband's attitude.
“Of course you are my priority.” Adist stroked the edge of her husband's jaw.
“But Brother felt ignored.”
“Kan Abang is also busy with the files.”
“Abang is kangen with Buk Wife but responded so..”
“How is that?”
“Rejected. Looks like Brother is no longer a priority Buk Wife..”.
“Abang why the hell? How to sulk like a child?”
“Tuh right.”
“So much pity.. Mr. Husband.” Adisti stroked her husband's hair.
“His handsome Disti sulking.. Ma'af yes if you feel ignored.”
CUPS. Left jaw.
“Ma'af if you feel rejected. Time Buk Wife refused Pak Husband handsome?”
CUPS. Right jaw.
“Pak Husband is always his priority Disti kok.”
“Prove.”
“What?”
“Prove that Brother is always a priority Disti?”
“Begin?” Adisti climbed on her husband's lap.
Bramasta's eyes widen.
“Continue this?” adisti's hand was clad to her husband's neck.
Bramasta's eyes blinked several times. Finally dimmed. His face approached his wife's. Touching his nose with Adisti's nose carefully.
Their lips touched. At first it was just touching. I don't know who started it, turned into a deep kiss. Their first kiss under the My Man painting, Adisti's gift to Bramasta. The painting that filled the wall behind the sofa was reddish-brown.
No matter how many minutes, Adisti pulled his face. Staring at her husband's eyes with fused eyebrows while stroking his nape.
“Never feel ignored. Because Mr. Husband is always a priority Disti. OK?” adisti whiskey.
Bramasta nodded obediently.
“Let's on duty again.” Adisti whispered again while peeping at her husband's old temple.
Bramasta nodded again.
“Abang do part Abang, Disti do part Disti. Lunch at the hotel. Brother there is no schedule of afternoon meetings until later in the afternoon,” Adisti staring at her husband again.
Adisti stands from the lap of Bramasta. Pulling Bramasta's body to stand. Hugging her husband for a while while rubbing her husband's back.
“Please say we're on honeymoon while working,” still talking while whispering.
“Disti.. ma’af sentence Abang earlier.” Bramasta's face flushed from embarrassment, “Ma’af, with the attitude of Brother earlier.”
Adisti shook his head while chuckling.
Adisti tidied up her husband's clothes. He also tidied up his clothes and hijab. Bramasta helped him.
“Already.” Adisti smiled looking at her husband.
“A minute..” Bramasta hugged him tightly. Then let go of his embrace.
“Let’s go work again.”
Adisti chuckles. Waving her hands at her husband.
“Ma’af have to wait a long time.” said Adisti while closing the glass door connecting the room of her husband, “Tadi to where?”
Bramasta returned to his chair with a different feeling. His body feels light. He's working fast now.
Read the file with more focus. Sign it. Taking the file while glancing at his wife who was also glancing at him.
Smile widens. He just felt, the feeling of being loved can be a great mood booster for him. Loved by the one he loves.
Twenty-five minutes passed. All the files on his desk are done. He took out a TV remote, then turned on his big-screen TV to check the movement of stock indices and foreign currency exchange rates.
Just five minutes watching while sipping coffee made by the office boy, Indra opened his room in a hurry.
“Bram, national TV. Breaking news's. Raditya.”
Bramasta changed the line. Indra stood next to him while scooping. Both of them were staring at the TV.
*
SANJAYA GROUP
Lobby at lunchtime looks crowded. Many employees leave the building for lunch or other appointments.
Agung who was calling near the reception desk was surprised when his elbow was tugging. Great looks. Frowning saw the head covered in a white veil.
Agung bent his body to see the face of the owner of the head covered in white hijab.
“You? Who is here?” Agung was amazed then realized he was still connected to his phone call, “Eh, ma’af Lim. I will call again. Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Ya. I went home again.” the girl turned around.
“Eh, not so.” Great to hold his shoulder, “I just felt weird that suddenly you were here. Usually if you want to stop by there is a notification first.”
“Ya already if Om does not like if I am here.” She looked at the clinking elevator.
Mr. Alwin stepped out followed by Hans. The brother ran towards them. The people around the elevator area noticed it.
“Daddy.!” He stopped right in front of Mr. Alwin.
Mr. Alwin laughed seeing Adinda.
“Salim.” Adinda asked for Mr. Alwin's hand.
Adinda kissed the back of Mr. Alwin's hand. Mr. Alwin rubbed Adinda's head.
“Go back to school directly here, Din?”
Adinda nodded.
“Bang Hans, salim.” The sister asked Hans for a hand.
The one who watched from afar frowned. Then come to them.
“Kok same Bang Hans salim but the same I do not?”
Mister Alwin and Hans laughed.
“Bang Hans well. Never get upset. Anyway Bang Hans already I consider as my own brother.”
“What is my why?”
“Om Great is not mahrom. Scrub again."
Mr. Alwin and Hans chuckled again. Unknowingly the four of them became the center of attention in the lobby area. People are curious about what they are talking about.
“Already ah.. Daddy's been waiting for Mommy. You two got along. Don't fuss. Ngang Gung's.. This morning Dad reported to Daddy, you two are like Tom & Jerry.” Mr. Alwin waved his hand as he left them, still chuckling.
“Bang Hans where to go?” Adinda looked expectantly.
“You met Mr Radit,” Hans smiled, then looked at Agung, “Do you know the last news?”
Agung nodded.
“It looks like Bang Hans already predicted this will happen?”
Hans nodded.
“His inauguration is two days away. The maintenance on your floor I will improve. Stay alert ya Gung.”
Agung nodded.
“Insyaa Allah, Bang.”
“You two got along well,” Hans looked at Agung and Adinda.
He touched Adinda's head.
“Report to Brother if you are naughty. OK? Adios.. Assalamu’alaikum.”
Agung throbbed annoyed.
Hans could see Kinanti watching them from earlier. As his eyes met, Hans stared flat as usual. The girl looked down.
.
***
What happened to Raditya?