
Cilla tried to hold back her tears so as not to come out while standing between Papa Arman and Arjuna in a ribbon cutting event.
This morning, officially the main factory of PT Indopangan is operational in Batang area, Central Java.
Cilla was honored not because of her status as Arjuna's Wife or Papa Arman's son-in-law, but as the factory's second-largest shareholder.
Arjuna tightly grasped his wife's fingers and even carried Sean in his carry into the factory area. There would not be this factory if Arjuna and Cilla's marriage happened because Papi Rudi sold many kinds of business to be united into this factory in collaboration with Papa Arman.
“Do not hold if Cilla wants to cry,” whispered Arjuna as the two entered the room prepared for Arjuna.
Sean who saw his mother sadly reached out and touched Cilla's cheek made the tears that had dripped finally stop and change smile.
Sean moves into Cilla's sling and hugs her mama while patting Cilla's back.
“Thank you Sean,” said Cilla who increasingly widened his smile received the preferential treatment of his son
“Pipi..” Sean gestured for Arjuna to approach and invite his papa to embrace the mother.
“Thank you to everyone Mas Juna,” said Chelsea who rested her head on Arjuna's chest.
“Mas Juna also thanks for the love of Cilla to this day.”
Arjuna kissed Cilla's forehead and then Sean's cheeks that do not want to lose if the papa is pampering mami.
“I want to show you both something.”
Arjuna took Cilla who was still holding Sean to a large window that closed the curtain. The window faces the factory work area.
“Wow cool Mas Juna,” praise Cilla with eyeballing.
“From here Mas Juna can see directly the course of the factory operations so only part.”
“What means Mas Juna will often be here ?”
“No dear,” Arjuna embraces his wife's shoulder which is instantly imitated by in small Sean makes Arjuna and Cilla laugh.
“Dimas will help Mas Juna here and there is Erwin who will help keep an eye on his finances. They both have officially become employees of Indopangan.”
“Thank you because Mas Juna was willing to run the last hope of Papi.”
“All thanks to Cilla support as well. It turns out that when he lived, his condition was not as heavy as Mas Juna imagined when Papi handed over this responsibility to Mas Juna, including also being the husband of his favorite daughter.”
Cilla nodded with a smile and again Sean's style that followed her mother made this young couple laugh.
***
It feels so good today because what came in this inauguration was not only their family and friends who were directly involved in the operation of the factory, but Cilla's friends like Febi, Lili and Jovan came too.
The last guest who made Cilla shocked was the presence of Pak Wahyu and Pak Slamet.
“Pak Wahyu sama Pak Slamet is still old,” Cilla said with a laugh.
“Udah did not become a student, dare to be brazen with me, yes ?” said Pak Wahyu, a former math teacher who was replaced by Arjuna.
“It would be more impolite if I said the two of you are young even though his hair is all white and wrinkled everywhere. That's his name satire not praise.”
Mr. Slamet, the headmaster, laughed at the words of his student while Mr. Wahyu nodded.
“True too.”
“You don't like fighting anymore with your math teacher, do you ?”
“Aman Sir, this is the result of his ceasefire,” said Cilla while pointing at Sean who was in his trunk.
“In case of problems printing children, Arjuna is always ready for war with Cilla,” ledek Theo.
“Kayak Kak Theo will not be so if it is married. Yes, Brother Yola ?”
Yola just laughed at Cilla's words, not daring to answer yes or no.
It turns out that the surprise prepared by Arjuna is not limited to inviting them in the inauguration of the factory but the next event is a vacation to Semarang for 2 nights.
Tino helped out and the guests stayed at the family-owned Papi Rudi hotel that Theo had shared.
“So the story we want to reminisce about?” asked Erwin in a cheerful tone as usual
He started chattering when everything felt on the bus with a medium capacity that would take them to the city of Semarang.
“It looks like so, Om,” says Cilla.
“Yes my Cilla, if you call me Om means Sean call me opa dong,” grumbled Erwin with pursed lips.
“Have a girlfriend yet, let alone marry and have children in the past already given opa status. Elo himself is called Om Theo and Sean. Not fair !”
“Life is often unfair, Win,” led Tino.
The journey to the city of Semarang is short because it is filled with chatter that invites laughter. Sean was reluctant to sleep and was busy laughing even though he did not understand the meaning of the conversation of the people around him.
Mama, Papa, Aunt Siska and Om Rio did not take part in the bus prepared by Arjuna. All four of them use 1 of Papa's van.
The new time shows at 5pm when the bus turns into the hotel. Guests are given time off and will be invited to dinner at 18:30
“Later tonight Sean will sleep with Mama and Papa, so if you want to date out do not worry leave Sean with Imah,” said Mama Diva.
“Truly can be tipped, Ma ?” asked Arjuna with happy esjah.
“Yes, you will want to reminisce both while in Semarang,” said Papa Arman while laughing.
“Papa does understand the feelings of a husband who wants to make his wife happy,” said Arjuna while smiling at his wife.
“Mas Juna fucks,” Cilla blushed hitting her husband's shoulder.
”Papa and Mama will be happy if we give you an extra grandchild, dear. When his brother was born, Sean was 2 years old.”
“Haiis keeps when my lecture can run,” grumbled Cilla.
“Can be arranged, Darling,” Arjuna embraces Cilla's shoulder and then kisses his wife's temple.
One penthouse that was prepared for the visit of the hotel owner was occupied by Mama, Papa, Aunt Siska, Om Rio, Arjuna and Cilla along with a babysitter who slept in the waiter's room.
The other guests were placed in several rooms on the 15th floor.
“Mau accompany Mas Juna out for a minute?”
“Bby.”
Sean ends up falling asleep as well and temporarily occupies Arjuna and Cilla's room accompanied by babysitter Inah with the bedroom door left open.
The two walked hand in hand to one of the cafes just 150 metres from the hotel.
“Cilla want to drink what ?”
“Strawberry milkshake.”
“Ok. Cilla just find a seat, nanri Mas Juna who bring.” Cilla nodded and left Arjuna who was still queuing in front of the cashier.
Cilla was still waiting for Arjuna while playing his phone, checking his social accounts, seeing his post about the factory in Batang.
“How are you doing Cilla ? It just so happens to meet here, like really dating.”
Cilla's eyes puffed up before looking up because of whose voice Cilla had memorized.
“What do you need with my wife ? Looks like off campus, he's no longer your student.”
Glen smiled in response to Arjuna's scorching and emotional reprimand.
“How are you doing Arjuna ? Looks like I really made a match with your wife because of the many places in this city, can-can meet in this place.”
“I chose this place not my wife, so it has nothing to do with jofoh and other silly things.”
Glen laughed and instead stared fixedly at Cilla.
“Hopefully we will meet somewhere else, Cilla. Excuse me first and please enjoy the strawberry milkshake.”
Cilla was surprised when Glen correctly mentioned his drink order when the man was not nearby or when Arjuna was at the checkout table. In addition, their orders have not been delivered.
“Do not worry, I can guess it because it is your favorite drink.”
“Please leave us !” arjuna firmly with an indisputable look.
Arjuna grumbled in annoyance while pulling the chair in front of Cilla.
“Cilla install status if we are again in Semarang ?”
“Ngak,” Cilla shook her head. “From so many cities why can he choose the city of Semarang as well.”
“Because he has such wonderful memories of you here,” grumbled Arjuna.
Cila frowned because he did not understand the meaning of Arjuna's words.