I'm Just a Figurant
Ch 30 - What Is an Application?

That morning I was getting ready to get the car out of the garage when I heard the car horn coming from the front of the house.

TIN... TIN... TIN...

I turned around and saw Andre there. The man opened the windshield and waved his hand at me. A moment later the man got out of the car and walked over to me.

"I told you I'd pick up Sha." Andre took my car keys and put them in my pants pocket. "For a while your keys I hold. I'll get you, okay?"

"Not okay, Mom. Let me go alone..." I raised my hand to ask for the key, but Andre still did not give it.

Suddenly Sizil came and joined us.

"Mom, I'm riding an online motorcycle. My ojek will come, ma'am."

"Lho's? How can?"

"Yes ma'am, we have agreed with the customer. I'm with Mr. Andre. Well that's my ojek already coming. Drug Mother... Mr. Andre is handsome, I'm first yes..." Before We could reply to Sizil's words, the young woman had already run towards the online taxi that was waiting for her.

I have no other choice. I want to leave with Andre. The man seemed to be smiling triumphantly. He walked ahead of me and opened the door for me.

"Thank you, Mommy. I can open it myself."

"Jeez Sha, same girlfriend herself stiff. I also want to keep my girlfriend." I smiled wryly. For a while Andre always mentioned the word *boyfriend*, as if to make me always remember that We have been dating.

"I can do everything myself. You don't have to bother doing a lot for me."

"It's stiff again. When can you talk casually to Sha's own girlfriend?" Andre asked while driving his car.

"Ehem." I can only cough.

I don't know where my relationship with Andre is going to end? During these two months there was no development of feelings in my heart. I only consider Andre a senior worthy of respect.

"Where are the plans going today?" tanyakanya.

"It seems to accompany the children according to the pipeline they wrote Mas."

"Khanza..." Andre's tone of voice changed. I'll see him soon.

"Yes Mas?"

"Are you planning on working next?"

"I mean Mas?"

"Do you not want to stay home? Waiting for me to come home and take care of our children?"

"Uhukis... Uhuk... Uhuk..." Too surprised to make me choke on my own saliva. I looked at Andre with wide eyes. Andre did not return my gaze. He still looked relaxed while driving.

"We're all grown up Sha, not kids anymore. I have high expectations for this relationship. I want this relationship to end at marriage."

GLEGS

I can only swallow nervously. I didn't expect Andre to say something like this. Our relationship has not even made any progress yet, yet she has already discussed marriage with me? What kind of joke is this?

"Try to accept me Sha. Please open your heart just a little bit for me. Let me in..." Andre looked at me gently. But there was still no pounding in my heart other than the nervous feeling of hearing his words.

I'm really not ready to hear this. What did I just hear that included a proposal? Applying to a woman on the way to the office, just this time I heard it.

I was confused to answer Andre's words. I finally chose to be quiet.

One sec... Five seconds... Twenty seconds... My hands started to itch and sweat. I was so tired of this touch of skin. I want to immediately break this physical contact.

"Ehm, let me see today's report." I pulled my hand and pretended to pick up the phone. Acting checking the contents of my phone. I saw from the corner of the eye, it looked as though Andre was sighing in disappointment.

Then we were busy with our own thoughts. I kept pretending to be busy checking the phone, while Andre was driving in silence.

I don't know why I was so relieved when I saw my office building from a distance. I feel free from this stuffy room.

Andre parked his car. We got out of the car without a word. We took the elevator. I headed to the 2nd floor while Andre went to the 3rd floor.

TING...

The elevator stopped on the 2nd floor. Suddenly Andre pulled my hand.

"Wait for me. We go home together."

"Emm, I can go home by myself Mas..."

"I forced." Andre smiled gently. "Work spirit is." He stroked my head gently. Before I brushed off his hand, he first pulled his hand and pressed the elevator button. Then he waved his hand with a bright smile. I stared at that smile until the elevator door closed completely.

I walk into my room. Andre's words were ringing in my head. I tried to guess what the man meant. As a result of my thinking, Andre has gone mad!

Yeah, how's it not crazy? We just dated. Our relationship has not made any progress. Both in terms of feeling and light physical touch. How could Andre have wanted me as his wife? Does he think marriage is easy? If it does not fit later stay separated? Really rash.

My daydream was stopped by the sheer amount of activity in the room. My men seem busy preparing the presentation of banking products that we will sell. That distraction distracts me from Andre's words.

That day I worked as usual. After the morning meeting with the leadership, I began to accompany my men looking for new customers.

We started going to agencies to offer our new program. Offering products becomes easier because our bank is already known by the wider community. We don't have to give you any excess energy.

Many banking products that We sell such as savings, deposits, current accounts, and some insurance products are included in Our Group of companies.

It did not take long for our team to persuade agency leaders to switch their employee payroll/payroll system to our bank. We will sell any product as long as the company's DPK increases.

By late afternoon I'll be with the team back in the office and discuss today's acquisition. We will meet until an unspecified time. Sometimes at six in the afternoon we're home. But it does not rule out the possibility we can go home until midnight.

The meeting with my men today ended at seven o'clock in the evening. It was quite late afternoon for us to go home.

I'm getting ready to go home. Since today I don't bring a car, I plan to book a taxi online. I took my phone and opened the taxi app online.

"It's over?" Andre's voice really surprised me. I turned around and saw the man already leaning against the door of my room.

"Emm yes, my..." Die Me. I can't escape.

"Let's go home." Andre took my bag and took it.

"I can carry my own bag..." I followed Andre, trying to grab my bag.

"It's okay. Close the door of your room. Don't let any files get lost."

"Yes, it's." I locked up my workroom and followed Andre.

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