
Today Candra does not go to her studio. He wanted to be home all day. But not without reason Candra did not leave. The woman wants to concentrate fully on designing the clothes that will be exhibited later this year. Candra will deposit five of her plans.
She will collaborate with her other friends and will be held in London for a few days. This fashion show was held in order to welcome Christmas and new year.
“Honey, I'm going to the office first, yes?” pamit Juno approached Candra who was cleaning the dining table.
“Yes, be careful on the road.”
As usual, Juno gave a hug and a kiss on the forehead as well as Candra's lips. This is the routine every morning before going to the office. Candra led her husband to the gate to open it.
“What lunch you want?” ask Candra before Juno gets into her car.
“Hmm? You want to go to the office?”
“Bby, later we have lunch together.”
“Oke, I'll chat the menu. But if you are not perfect is also okay.”
Candra smiled and nodded. Then Juno really went from there. Candra closed the gate again and went into the house. But a voice stopped him.
“Sayuurrrr! Sayuuurr! Tahuuu!” shouted a traveling vegetable seller.
Candra ran in to get her wallet and came back out. The woman joined a gang of complex mothers who were shopping for vegetables.
“Eh, Sister Candra. What do you want to shop?” ask one of the most senior mothers in the complex.
“You bought spinach, Mom. It seems like today the spinach is fresh, from yesterday I looked for spinach in Mang Eko there is no continue,” replied Candra smiling.
“Iya you know, spinach mumpung is also cheaper,” timpal other mothers.
“Bu Atun, Semalem Pak Aldebaran is very handsome. Where they are more friendly, I become baper,” said one of the mothers named Surti, residents of the most corner house.
“Iya, I also watched semalem. But the Elsa gemsin really, almost that remot tv I throw into his face,” replied Bu Atun.
“Si Rena is also funny, her acting is very good. Looks innocent,” added Bu Markonah.
Candra just smiled listening to the complex mother-mother chat about Indonesian soap operas that are hits among mothers today. Candra little know the story of the soap opera from Bu Maya who every day never miss the story.
After shopping, Candra began to spread out the house. A few minutes later, he was able to rest a little. Candra began struggling with her pencil and paper. The woman chose the backyard as a place to look for ideas. But for hours, Candra was still confused by the design she would draw.
“Duh, why haven't you got any ideas until this hour?” candra seeped her temple.
Notification on Candra's phone reads a sign there is an incoming chat. Candra immediately saw who had chatted to her.
“Yang, the menu make a vegetable sop later in the day, parchment, sambal. You're going to the office, right?”
It turned out that Juno was the one who sent him a chat. Candra smiled looking at the chat. After replying, Candra left the backyard and headed for the kitchen to fight with various foodstuffs and kitchen utensils. Before starting cooking, Candra looks at the clock on the wall. There were about three hours for her to cook.
“Taste again my cooking competition,” muttered Candra started preparing the ingredients.
Exhaling out of Candra's nose, she sat down at the dinner table with a glass of water. All the cooking is done, just move it into the box. His hands fanned his sweaty face.
“Mandi first,” muttered Candra walked gontai towards her room to take a shower.
After bathing and dressing, Candra came back down to prepare lunch for her husband. The hour hand already showed the number one, making Candra round her eyes.
“Mampus, ngomel must be him,” said Candra panicked.
Once all is done, Candra immediately orders a B-car that will take her to Juno company. While waiting for the B-car to come, Candra tidied a little of her hair that was random.
TIN!
“Right with Mbak Candra?” ask the driver.
“Iya, sir,” replied Candra and got in the car.
“Call Mas, Mbak. I was young,” interrupted that driver. “It's as per application, yes?”
“Yes, Mr. uh Mas. Sort of speeding, huh? I'm in a hurry because of it.”
“Ready, Ma'am. But don't mistake me for bumping into the sidewalk, Mbaknya himself who asked to speed.”
Candra looked at the driver with a flat gaze. “Speak but still be careful, Mas.”
“Ready, Mbak.”
During the trip Candra played her phone, she told Juno to be patient waiting for her. Candra also told her husband that she was on her way to work. Meanwhile, the occasional B-car driver glances at the rearview mirror to see Candra.
“Mbaknya want to apply for a job, yes?” ask the driver to break the silence.
"No, Mas.”
“Oh, want to go to the cafe? I once knew the cafe in the company the menu was delicious,” said the driver was pretentious.
“Iya, Mas. I also know the food there is good. But my goal is not that.”
“Lho? Continue to say what, Ma'am?”
‘Aih, kepo very lo,’ Inner Candra stared at the driver was upset.
“I want anterin lunch for my husband,” replied Candra.
“Oh,” replied the driver was short with a wry smile.
A few minutes later Candra arrived at Juno's company. After paying the B-car, Candra went straight in with a little run. The receptionist who was guarding the lobby immediately invited Candra in. All of Juno's employees already know that Candra is the wife of her boss. Even Candra's photo was plastered in the hallway to Juno's room. Candra had insisted on asking Juno to take off her photo, but Juno refused.
“Let everyone know that you are my wife,” Juno replied reasoned.
Candra reached Juno's secretary's desk. The woman was escorted by a secretary who was very familiar with Candra.
“Please, Mom,” said Juno's secretary invited Candra to come in.
“Jun,” call Candra, she grimaces Juno who is still struggling with a pile of paper on the table. “You've got a really big laper, huh?” tanya Candra walked over to Juno's desk.
“Yes, but I also still have work so forget about laper. Let's eat now, you must also be laper, right?”
Juno embraces Candra's waist and takes her to the sofa that is in Juno's room. The two began to enjoy lunch together.
“Oh yes, you already got an idea for an event later this year?” juno asked before bribing his food.
“Not yet. Why don't the idea fall into my head anyway?”
Juno smiled and gently rubbed Candra's head. But soon tepis by Candra, she immediately distanced Juno's hand.
“Jeez, Jun! My hair just washed. Your hand is a former peddler,” cry Candra glared at Juno.
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