Damar (Not) For Wulan
Rebellious

Selena grinned wide. I don't understand why he's under our table. Since when did he enter this room?

"Gue called you both. Instead, they are busy with their own food. So, yes, I went in and stuck under the table while snacking on your food. My surprise worked, didn't it?" Selena chuckles amusedly.

Why do you think it's so funny? What's so funny? It even looks weird to me. I don't understand what he's thinking.

"You need to call him a whisper, so I'm not horrified." Damar pinched his sister's nosy cheeks.

My heart was almost out of place in surprise. This was because of Selena whose head was poking out from under the table.

"I go home first .. tomorrow I have to work again." Without noticing the two, this leg immediately left this room.

"Well, I thought the show was up for hours. I just came by." Selena's complaining voice sounded.

I'm getting away, I want to feel like these shoes I just open them so that my way of walking is easier. Definition of forced self-torture.

I'm sorry Aunt Iren, I'm being a hooligan with Aunt this is how.

I should've been able to go home, but I'd better get changed first. There's no way I'm going home to the hostel in such a flashy dress.

"Duh, shit ... Auntie's here." I was nervous, ashamed to face them.

"Malem, Om." I should say hello to him.

"Where are you going?" Aunt squinted her eyes.

"Eum .. The show's over, Tan. Wulan has to go home." In a soft voice, I finally managed to say it.

"Who's word is done? Om hasn't even joined." He looked at me and his wife took turns.

"Said Aunty just two hours ago?" I scrunched my forehead.

"Owh, that's a special time for you two. Now Auntie has told employees here to reset their chairs and tables. Come on in again, honey!" bring her.

I exhaled a long breath. There's just the idea of Aunt Iren. My feet are tired of having to wear high heels. I had to follow their will.

Upon arriving in the room, Selena tilted her head. His eyes rolled quickly and looked at me.

"So, Wulan's back again?" I nodded weakly.

"Let's sit! It's time to get together with the family!"

Aunt pulled out a chair so I could sit next to her son. I sat so awkward. I want this family so much.

Patience Wulan, follow their will before you really have a good plan to avoid this matchmaking.

I can only calm myself and this mind so as not to stress. I'm sitting in Damar's seat and Selena's. While Aunty and Om's couris are opposite.

I don't know how long I've been sitting uncomfortable in this place. Finally this family event was completed as well even though Kak Mutiara was unable to attend. From the information that I know, the firstborn of this family can only be present when the graduation event Damar.

We went out of this room, apparently in the lobby there were still people passing by. Aunt took me and Selena up to the fifth floor, if I don't remember wrongly, the hotel room was when I changed clothes.

"Well, you just stay here! You two can sleep in this room?" Upon arrival there, I was jolted by Aunt Iren.

"Wulan wants to go home, Tan. Tomorrow it's work." My voice changed firmly. How long do I have to be this woman's puppet? No, my life must be my own to decide.

"Sir Wulan," muttered Selena

I'm tired of being someone else. Especially with this kind of appearance. I took off those high heels. Grabbing the folded clothes in the bed grille, into the bathroom. I cleaned my face, replaced the flashy dress with my own. After changing clothes, I went outside and looked for the whereabouts of slipper slippers. I can't hide the existence of both of them. I put that old clothes back in my grocery bag. I'm not carrying a grocery bag after everything's done, I'm not carrying the things Aunt Iren bought me.

"Wulan go home first, Tan." I don't care about those who are still silent. My steps are moving away from this place. I got off the elevator to the hotel lobby. Just now I was about to step towards the main door, There was Damar and his Papi.

"Well, why isn't the time right?" I try to avoid them. Lucky they didn't see me. Suddenly I hid behind a pole near the entrance. These heads poked, peering at what they were doing now.

"Alhamdulillah, it turns out they don't exist." I breathe a sigh of relief.

Plaques

The pat on the shoulder jolted me, this head turned to the person behind the back.

"Ngapain Flu-gigintip-ngintip? Didn't you just go to Mama's room?" Damar and his father stood. I smiled at the middle-aged man next to Damar.

"Eummm, I have to go home. Tomorrow I have to work the morning shift. Wulan go home first, Om." I shook his hand as a sign of respect.

"Can't!" I paused the steps.

"But, Om--,"

"Can't go home alone! Girls can't go home alone, what time is it? Almost eleven o'clock at night. Damar, take Wulan home!" The man walked away, leaving us both.

"Pap, why would Damar?" The middle-aged man turned around.

"Do not protest or the monthly allowance is cut in half!" He continued his steps again.

"It's all because of Elu." He pointed at my face with his face.

"I can go home by myself too." I was in a hurry to leave Damar, not wasting any time.

My hand was pulled by someone, I looked at that person.

"What the fuck, freelance!" I clasped his hand.

"Gue Anterin, come follow me! Than the monthly rations cut." He pulled my hand so I could follow him.

Arriving at the basement, he opened the car door and pulled me closer to the open door.

"Lake in!" her word.

I can't dodge it, my ass is stuck in the car seat. The man immediately walked in and sat behind the wheel. This vehicle has already rolled out of the basement. There was no conversation between us, no matter how long we were on the trip. Finally the building is clearly visible. I got out of the vehicle without saying a word. I am so grateful to be in the room. If I was still in the hotel, of course my sleep was not slumbering.

***

A few days after dinner, I kept working as usual. My days are back to how they were.

"Wulan, you are ready to welcome this new boss coffee shop! There's Cindy and Lena too. The three of you should treat the boss of this place well!" mas Riki—head coffe shop. As a good employee, I am also happy. Since yesterday there has been news among employees that the owner of this business changed its name.

Take time to welcome the new boss. I flinched not playing when I saw the man I knew.

Why is it like this? What am I supposed to do?