I Don'T Want To Be Cinderella #1
4. Diner

Mr. Boss: No less beautiful than in Aceh right?

I smiled reading a message from the Boss, a view of the city set at sunset with a cup of black coffee and cigarette packs lying beside it.

Kirana: Yes, beautiful.

Boss Sir: But there is less.

Kirana : What?

Boss: There are no you here.

Kirana: Hahaha, don't start, boss.

Boss Sir: Hahaha, what else?

Kirana: Keep the stall.

I included a photo of the hotel lobby with a view of some people passing by.

Boss sir: In the afternoon?

Kirana : Yes.

Boss Sir: What time is it?

Kirana: Around 6 o'clock, replace the same Andika.

Mr. Boss: Later rest snacking just do not eat, I return to dinner.

Kirana: Boss in the office?

Boss : No, Saturday is a holiday.

Kirana: Yes, the office hour works, unlike us who even though the red date still enter work.

Boss Sir: Hahaha, so be the director's girlfriend so that you can be mutated to the office hour section.

Kirana: If there is a director who is young, the handsome continue JOMBLO can be known, Boss.

Mr. Boss: The number of his singles must be yes in that rich caps lock.

Kirana: Hahaha, who knows anyone forgot the same status.

Boss Sir: Ckk, make BT only.

Kirana: Hahaha, yes, boss. It's been plotted Mr. Eddy's laughing himself.

Boss Sir: Hahaha, the quality of the handsome guy was glared at the boss.

I smiled, shaking my head, seeing her calling me Cinderella. A month after returning from Aceh almost every day we sent a message, more precisely the boss who sent a message so I only reply to the message. Or we'll sit on the rooftop, tell stories and make friends over a cup of coffee. Nothing special happened between us, just such a stale base. I myself know my position and am aware of his status that already has a potential fiancee (although he always denies that they are not engaged), it made me realize that I would never cross the boundaries of friendship between us.

We also behave professionally when in our office will behave like superiors and subordinates. Usually if we accidentally meet I will say hello like a subordinate who greeted the boss who was answered briefly by the Boss like greeting other employees, but after that the Boss will usually send me a message like, "Her hair was cut, right? Beautiful," she praised when I cut my hair a little or, ‘You need a break? Welcome to Az-Zahra.’ And other messages that make me smile every time I read them.

“You know if you can't bring your phone while on duty?”

“Yes, sir, sorry but I only use it when there are no guests.”

“It's the same, we are part of customer service, service. So how can we serve if we are busy playing mobile phones. Once again I see you play mobile while in front, you I SP!”

“Iya, Sir, sorry.”

“Makanya going out later if the time is rest,” Andika said when Mr. Eddy had left us both.

“Anybody who is dating.”

“Terus was WA-an the same who? Smiles are not clear.”

“Kepo really, Ka.”

“Don't tell Anto the accounting boy is yes?”

“Come, stop!”

“Hahaha, already accept it, Na, kasian children people can stress if rejected.”

“Well if accepted, I'm stressed, Ka.”

“Hahaha.”

Let me introduce to Anto (i don't know whose full name is) he is the supervisor of the accounting department, and instead of ge-er yes, kanya tuh guy with glasses likes me. Not only am I aware of it, but almost all of my colleagues are aware of it, they even tease me often because of it.

The guy is nice and polite, but I'm not strong with his crisp chatter running out. That's why as much as I can avoid it, I would actually raise a white flag if left alone with him and have to listen to his intimacy for a few minutes.

“Halo, Kiki.” He greeted her with a big smile when one day we accidentally passed him when going to the cafeteria, and made me turn my eyes hearing his nickname for me.

“My name is Kirana, Mas, Ki-ra-na, not Kiki.”

“Waaah .. if you hear me call Mas it tastes adeeem, rich into the freezer fitting summer.”

Hadeuh!

“Kiki want to eat?” his tanyanya makes me turn the eyeballs back. People if the way to the cafeteria during rest is a sign of what the hell?

“Engga, Mas, want to swim.”

“Lho, are you in the canteen now there is a swimming pool?”

Ngerakan I mean? He's a big crick. Like thinly cut tempe chips, dyed to sago flour is constantly fried until dry.

Ok, let's forget about this one tempe chip, and focus on Mr. Boss taking me to dinner.

As promised, the boss bought me dinner. So here we are, at a roadside tent stall serving sea food.

“You sure you want to eat here?” He stared at the tent stall before us with a look of disbelief.

“Iya, why? Nice you know, Bos.” I smiled as I went inside.

The boss nodded with a smile. “Yes, who knows how to buy the boss while eating at fine dining restaurant.”

“With all table manner? No, thanks,” I said as I sat in one of the plastic chairs and the Boss sat in front of me. “I prefer to eat in a place like this, cheap, tasty and that is definitely full.” The boss smiled at me, then looked at the menu given by the waiter in the short batik uniform.

“What do you eat?” He turned the menu.

“Kepiting sauces padang!” I cried without looking at the menu.

“What else? Shells want no?”

“Bby.”

“Tomorrow? Grilled fish?”

Finally we both ordered a variety of sea food with a variety of sauces that invite taste. Fortunately, both of our intestines were both long so all the food was gone.

“Kenyaaang,” I said while stroking the stomach. The boss just laughed to see me.

“Still load no? We're getting the desert now.”

“Hahaha.”

He looked relaxed while smoking his cigarette, we were currently sitting on the sidewalk enjoying the night air while waiting for the intestines who were working hard to digest food.

“Bos, right now night of the week why not say anyway, Boss?”

“This is again ngapel.”

“Ckk!”

“Hahaha, where are you going?”

“Lha, the Princess is not diapelin.”

“Ngapain? We are not dating anyway.”

“No dating only fiancee”

“Hahaha, we do not have any relationship Ra.”

Note: She calls me Kirana, Nana, Az-Zahra or Rara, sometimes Cinderella, and I've resigned whatever she wants to call me. Boss, mah is free, rather than fired.

“You want me to share one more secret?” tanyanya while looking at me who can only nod, “Actually yesterday we were just introduced, yes rich blind date so deh.”

“Wow!” i'm amazed. “I think the blind date between the heirs of the company is only in Korean drama only.”

“Trust me, it also exists in the real world not only the heir of the company, but ordinary people are also many. Their parents know each other and continue to introduce their children, hoping that they are a match. But what distinguishes there is only a kind of profit obtained by the company if two families of entrepreneurs unite, such as rising stock prices or investments with exorbitant values.”

“Ekspansi.”

“Yes, we are just as a company expansion tool, but not all bad many also succeed with that matchmaking. Like matchmaking in society in general, some are successful, some are not? Likewise with matchmaking in our world.”

I nodded in understanding. “So, how's your matchmaking, Boss?”

He looked at me for a moment then grimaced while shaking his head. “She’s not my type.” (He's not my type)

“Hey, last time Boss said she was beautiful.”

“I didn't say he was ugly, I just said he wasn't my type.”

I was silent for a while then nodded. “So the matchmaking failed?”

“That's what I expected,” he replied while exhaling cigarette smoke.

“Means?”

“You know, Ra, if my parents were stubborn enough, if I refused the matchmaking it would only make us noisier, so I tried to play pretty.”

I raised my eyebrows not understanding.

“As you have said, all I need to do is make an effort, try, accompanied by a prayer for the best.”

I smiled while nodding.

“And, this is one of his endeavors?”

“Iya, this is one of my efforts.” He smiled at me then went back to talking, “I try to be a filial child by following their will, I get acquainted with him, come to the event they arranged for us, but after that it is up to me.”

I laughed at his smile full of tricks.

“Didn't the news of you guys dating have been spread in the media, I remember my mother once told me that the boss was dating after breaking up from an artist.”

“I never said the news was true, and the photos that were spread were photos when we first met at the restaurant.”

“Why not deny that it is not true?”

“My father said that he would take care of it, and yes, the news only appeared once after it just disappeared.”

I clucked while shaking my head.

“The power of influential people until they can stop a news.” The boss smiled while nodding. “But can't stop a heartbroken ex from becoming more present on television by indulging in your failed relationship.”

“Hahaha .. you are right, that's hard.”

“Sorry yes, Boss ... what the hell has the Boss done until the former hard move on?”

My curiosity all this time that was not out of thought to see his former lover who notabane a top artist, a top artist, showing the failure of their relationship in all television shows and not infrequently it becomes a joke on an event.

I like to be surprised by couples who when they break up or divorce share the disgrace of their relationship in public. What do they really get out of it? Isn't that the same as indirectly indulging in their own disgrace?

He breathed cigarette smoke and then looked at me.

“Nothing, just ... a card without limit.”

“Wow!” My eyes almost came out to hear it.

“Hahaha.”

“Yes, it is worth it that all will also fail to move on, Bos.”

“Hahaha .. I was too lazy to face women who whine and complain because I was too busy working until there was no time to accompany them to the mall, so rather than my ears hurt to hear their whining, he said, I just have to give you a sakti card.”

“Hahaha, so that's the player's style? Just deserve.”

“Hahaha .. I told you what I did to you, Ra, not the style I usually do.”

“Hahaha, because the magic card will not work for me, Boss.”

“Hahaha, so .. what new style do I have?”

“Hahaha, go home yuk, Boss, it's night!”

“Hei, Ra! Az-Zahra, mempan not?”

“Hahaha ... bye, Boss, thank you so much!” I cried while wearing a helmet making the Boss laugh while shaking his head.

“Be careful!”

“Ready, Boss!”

“If you have arrived home kanabin.”

“Ok ... go home first yes, assalamualaikum!”

“Wa’alaikumsalam, be careful!”

“Iya!”

I drove my bike, from the rearview mirror I saw the boss still standing watching me leave. Ah, if .. yes, if he were not a Prince, I would not have run away like this.

Damnit damnit! looks like I'll have to re-inject the anti-Prince's immunity, before it's completely depleted.

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