Chick Intern And Duda Cool
Chapter 192 Strange Sounds in the Park

What do you think of the parking lot? The park is a relative place. It can be relatively safe and relatively dangerous. Especially for parking buildings - tall buildings that can consist of several floors. 

In fact, parking for buildings - waiting buildings with close supervision should not make us lost alert. Moreover, the parking lot has a closed design and is far from the supervision of security officers. Coupled with the lack of CCTV in crucial areas. 

Unlike usual, Dinda and Dika's meeting a little teased Arya. He thinks he can keep his professionalism. But, for some reason, the more here Arya gets the harder it is to control herself especially jealousy. 

In fact, hearing Dinda discuss with Dika alone can make her heart hot. Especially if later Dinda must enter the IT division where the majority of staff is male. The days since Dinda recounted the Opportunities HR gave her became bleak days for Arya. 

He just kept thinking what if Dinda accepted the offer? 

‘Ah.. I may have gone mad. Why am I like a new high school boy? After all, Dinda is already my wife and she is not like any woman in general. He can certainly take care of his marwah and all this time his wife did. But, where does jealousy come from?’, Arya seems frustrated with her own thoughts. 

This time, Arya and Dinda spent longer in the parking lot. Arya tries to make herself calmer by hearing directly from Dinda. Arya knows, Dinda's not some kind of woman. But, this time he needed to hear directly from his wife so that the jealousy that disturbed him these few days could disappear. 

Suddenly they heard a strange noise from behind. His voice sounded faint. Arya looks towards Dinda who has installed ‘awas’ mode. It was not the right time, but Arya smiled at the girl's reaction. 

Dinda held onto his arm. Arya was about to get out, but Dinda pulled her hand and pressed the button to lock all the doors. Arya calms down several times and gives the understanding that she just wants to check for a while. But strangely Dinda did not allow it. 

His wife's face looked scared and worried as if anxious if something happened to her. At that moment, Arya's heart felt warm. He felt the sincerity of a Dinda to him. After thinking for a moment, Arya obeyed the words of Dinda and chose to turn on her car. 

“Pak, sorry. There was a strange sound in the parking lot. It looks like block B. Maybe you can try to ask for help from several guards to check.”, said Arya as soon as she reached the exit of the parking lot located on the northernmost part of the floor. 

The building where the Arya and Dinda companies are located is in one of the elite business areas. Of course, the security is also very tight. It's just that if it's 8 o'clock and above, the number of officers who stand guard in the surrounding parts of the elevator and the middle has indeed reduced. 

Many are on guard at the front because it coincides with the time of the night shift change. Arya has no suspicions about dangerous things. He was only afraid if anyone turned out to need help. 

“You want to eat outside?”, asked Arya arrived - arrived. 

Tonight they have no agenda to eat out at all. But, Arya was only interested in taking his wife refreshing for a while. 

“Hm.want chicken porridge. Can you please mas? But the one in brother - brother.”, said Dinda sound cheerful again after earlier he had time to peck at the parking lot because of parno. 

“Bby. Know a good place?”, asked Arya smiling. 

Arya also held Dinda's hand and pointed her palm at her lips. Arya kissed him short. The road is jammed, Arya has a lot of time to be able to have fun with Dinda when their car directly stuck on the road. 

“Mas Arya smokes again huh?”, asked Dinda who immediately kissed her hand shortly after Arya gave a kiss. 

“E-not. Indeed smelled, yes?”, asked Arya astonished and pulled back Dinda's hand to kiss her. 

“No, people smell like this. You did it, Din.”

“Hihi.. instantly panic.”, Dinda's light laughter broke out. 

“...”, Arya directly show flat face. 

Obviously he was surprised because this afternoon Arya did smoke. 

‘Almost only. Fuhh.’, said Arya breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. 

“Oiya, your routine pregnancy control when?”, asked Arya along with the red light that began to stop the speed of her car. 

“Two weeks away. Uh, 10 days to go. Mas Arya can?”, asked Dinda in a soft tone. 

Since the incident Arya accident the other day, Dinda no longer requires Arya to be able to accompany her to the hospital. 

“I told Siska to clear the schedule in the same week as your control schedule last month. There should be no more impromptu meetings. They should immediately find a replacement for Gilbert.”, Arya said. 

Dinda was shocked, only this first time Arya discussed things related to the office. Usually Arya never mentioned it unless Dinda asked. 

“Went to where?”, asked Arya. 

“Cute to the turn of the house aja mas. We eat chicken porridge in front of a residential mosque. Want?”

“Good.”

Not felt, soon the two of them had arrived in front of the Mosque that Dinda said. Not only is there a chicken porridge, but also a meatball and some other treats. There were about 10 carts lined up neatly. The field area is also large. 

Arya's trying to find a place to park her car. He wanted to get a strategic parking lot to make it easier to turn around when he wanted to get out of the mosque area. 

Drrrttt Drrrttt 

Arya's phone shook a few times. Looks like the message came in. Arya has trouble checking it immediately because in the back and front of her car there are also other cars.

“Din, can you please grab my phone in my pants pocket? The message in succession - too. Usually it matters.”, Arya said asking for help. 

“Must now. mas? Later if you have finished parking.”, replied Dinda. 

“Still in a few minutes. Who knows it's important. Office phone.” 

“Where?”, ask Dinda. 

“That's you pull the key above. Trus get the phone. I fold.”, said Arya. 

“Udah?”

“Not yet, ayah difficult. Just sec. Aah.. finally met also.”, said Dinda after hard payang trying to pick up her phone. 

“You open.”, Arya command.

“Hm? Gapapa?”, asked Dinda in doubt. 

“From whom?”, asked Arya. 

“Home?”

“1901”, Arya replied. 

“1-9-0-1. Hm? 1-9-0-1?”, Dinda smiled as she remembered something. 

‘My wedding date with Arya mas. His style is not romantic, but the password of the office phone he put the wedding date.’, said Dinda smile - smile himself. 

“Why even smile - smile yourself? Who?”, asked Arya. 

“Hm. From Susan. Miss Susan at Business and Partner?”, asked Dinda. 

Although he was not very familiar, but several times he had met. 

“You reply ‘Oke. Next time do not suddenly.’.”, Arya read a text message that she wants to make in return so that Dinda can help type it. 

“Udah. By the way, Arya mas close to Susan?”, asked Dinda while putting Arya's phone on the dashboard. 

“Why?” 

“Hm.. sounds very familiar. Even Miss Susan didn't call ‘Pak’. 

“She was my senior in college in America.” 

“H-hm. means...”, said Dinda narrowed her eyes at Arya. 

“What means? It rained again.. I take the umbrella first behind.”, said Arya opened the door of her car that was parked perfectly. 

“Mas Arya, wait.”, Dinda wants to prevent Arya from coming out due to rain. 

But, that man had already disappeared from beside her. Moments later he appeared from the side of the door beside Dinda and knocked on her. 

“Mas Arya, why through the rain? Later sick.”

“If not so, we can't take her umbrella. Yes it's down. So eat chicken porridge, no?”

“So dong. It has arrived here.”, said Dinda again wearing her hijab. 

Dinda put two three hijabs that were easier to use in Arya's car. When she needs it, she can wear it easier. 

The interesting thing from the row of wagon traders in front of the mosque yard is the presence of tents made neat. So, despite the rain, they do not need to panic should take shelter. 

“Then you know it's going to rain. I will not take a parking lot far.”, said Arya regretted it. 

Arya pulls Dinda closer to her as they only use one umbrella. The man casually wrapped his arms around Dinda's waist and slightly tilted his umbrella so that his wife would not be exposed to rain. 

Dinda who realized that, straightened it back out. The sliding shift scene occurred several times until Dinda was tired to serve it. 

“Wah crowded also chicken porridge. Mas Arya want to eat chicken porridge or want to choose another?”, Dinda's current reaction makes it look like a child. 

Cute, adorable, and innocent. His face was enthusiastic just from looking at the chicken porridge cart. 

“Pak, I order chicken porridge. The patch is mixed yes.”

“Din.”, call Arya holding his wife's shoulder. 

“Pak, chicken porridge do not add sambal yes.”, said Arya rectify Dinda's order. 

Instantly the girl immediately turned to Arya as a form of protest. Why is the sauce in the chicken porridge pulled. 

“You're pregnant. Can not sambal - sambal-an.”, said Arya with a fierce face. 

Dinda could only put her lips together. 

“Pak, I added satay-satenya also, yes.”, said Dinda afterwards. 

“Mas Arya want to eat what?”, asked Dinda. 

“Hm...”, Arya looks very confused choosing. 

While thinking, Arya directed Dinda to take a seat first. 

“Mas Arya is not used to eating here. Confused what message?”, Dinda's response was sluggish. 

“Why did you draw such a conclusion? I like snacks like this. It's just that I haven't sat in a place like this in a long time. I think I want to order everything. So now I am confused about which message.”, said Arya standing while holding the shoulder of Dinda who was sitting. 

The weather is in rainy conditions, making the breeze blow and add to the cold of the night. Arya holds Dinda's shoulder to make sure that she is not cold. Skinship - Arya's thin and insignificant skinship makes Dinda smile happily. 

“Hm.. I want that message and that's it.”, said Arya made up her mind. 

Dinda looked at Arya's index. It turned out that the man chose siomay bandung and poor bakwan. Instantly Dinda also wanted to eat the food Arya chose. 

“This is yes mba, the order. This sauce can add on its own. Here's the crackers.” 

“It's yes Sir, siomaynya. The sauce later I deliver because it is still in use by the mother over there.” 

“This is for bakwan unfortunately. Her patch, soy sauce, and sauce.”

One by one the merchant placed his customer's orders on the table including those of Arya and Dinda. 

Although Dinda's order came first, she waited for Arya to start her first send. Dinda used to wait for others to gore their first spoon first before she took her first feed. Dinda does it mainly for older or respected people. 

Arya is her husband. He was intentionally waiting for her. 

“Mas Arya, I tried dong bakwan unfortunately.”, like lightning, Dinda already spent almost half a portion of his chicken porridge. 

Then, he was interested to see the Aryan bowl which contains a complete portion of the poor bakwan special. 

“Open his mouth, here.” 

“Make. Can be alone.”, said Dinda shook her head and refused to be fed. Arya was ready with her spoon. 

“Hm?”, Arya said confusedly. 

“Too, ah. Mas Arya.”

“Aaa..”, Arya keeps directing her spoon to Dinda's mouth. 

Dinda did not refuse. 

“Humm. Wahh..the texture is thick, there is a taste - savory taste plus sourness as well. Defective. I can order that too ga?”, asked Dinda with an enthusiastic expression. 

“Spend first the chicken porridge, then you order again.”, said Arya. 

Cring Cring Cring…. Arya's phone rang. 

“Iya hello?”

“Pak Arya, drugged Pak.”, Siska's voice broke the romance of Arya and Dinda that night.