I'm Not My Boss' Storage
The Great Feast

There are fewer visits scheduled in Frankfurt than in Berlin. Agni and Ishaan only met a client, it was also the party that organized the party. Later, they visit the office Ishaan will be in when he moves to Germany to manage the branch of the company.

The real news surprised Agni, because she thought this trip to Europe was only intended for business research purposes.

“So, there is a possibility Mr stay continue here?” ask Agni after the building check is done. “Who holds the company in Jakarta?”

“My brother-in-law,” Ishaan answered accordingly. “Why are you sad we're going to be far apart?"

Since the chat in the car two nights ago, Agni felt Ishaan was more loose, not even hesitating to tease her. Of course the man was just joking, but sometimes Agni carried her own feelings. He has to take care of himself. Their social background is far away. Agni is not a woman Ishaan would be pithy to be a couple if the man decided to marry.

Wait a minute, why is my mind getting worse, anyway?

“If you want, move with me. You can work while continuing S2.” A tempting offer. It's just that Agni is not ready to follow the dynamics of life in Europe, especially in the long term. “You have plans to continue college once you graduate S1?”

“For undergraduate course I bother to find money, Mr.” Agni did not want to imagine the hassle of chasing the magister level. “I want to pursue a career first and be financially stable.”

“Good if you have establishment.” Ishaan gets into the car that picks them up. “I’m rooting for you.”

*

The day before the party, Agni was busy discussing her script with the lecturer. Weekend events made him advance the guidance schedule early. Thankfully, the lecturer left only a few notes for improvement. Agni was asked to collect it on Monday, but she chose to finish it today so she could have a longer rest period.

“Finally you came out of the cave,” as long as Ishaan when Agni opened the door of the room. The sky had darkened earlier. From the window, Frankfurt at night looks stunning, decorated with light that twinkles from the multi-storey buildings. This scenery is also what Agni will see in the middle of a festive party tomorrow.

“Eat first, this afternoon you just snacked on bread.” At the table, there was a large serving of grilled chicken with a bowl of mashed potato. Various side dish is also presented as an option. “You've received a party rundown tomorrow? We leave fifteen minutes early. Then, there will be a makeup artist who comes to decorate.”

Agni's body suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. “Master, I can apply makeup myself.”

Ishaan disagreed. “Agni, I admit you're good at makeup. The thing is, we're coming to the party tomorrow, not the client. The type of makeup you wear should be adjusted. If you still wear makeup for work, you will look pale and not good in the photo. Understand?”

Reasons Agni could accept. “What time does her makeup artist come? So I can get ready also in the room.”

“Around three o'clock in the afternoon. They're my mom and sister's subscription.” Then, Ishaan asks Agni to sit down. “Other details will be sent by short message. Now, recharge your power. Will be troublesome if you are sick.”

Perhaps because of enthusiasm and anxiety, Agni had difficulty sleeping after dinner. Shia is also being prevented from being invited to a video call because it replaces the shift of one of her friends.

At times like this, Agni wished she had more friends. She envies each time she sees her classmates hang out at the mall or just go to the cafeteria together at school.

It was not that Agni was ostracized during school, but that she had trouble opening up the conversation. His life that feels like hell becomes a separator that makes it difficult to be in the same frequency as most normal teenagers.

This also makes Agni impatient to start a new sheet after graduating from college. Being financially independent, then building new connections without exploring his past. Perhaps she will also attend therapy sessions to recover from the trauma, as Shia once recommended.

Agni coiled tightly in a blanket, trying to bring herself to sleep. In less than a year, Agni could definitely get through it all. The bright future he dreamed of is approaching. However, something disturbs Agni when she imagines her days as a career woman in the future.

Will he and Ishaan be reunited?

*

The awaited day arrives.

Since morning, both Agni and Ishaan were preoccupied with each preparation. In the room, Agni made sure her dress was neat and flawless. So did the strappy heels that I don't know how many times he's double-checked the surface. Hair—ah. Agni reminded herself that she had just shampooed two days ago.

By late afternoon, the makeup artist that Ishaan was renting arrived at the apartment. Agni was surprised to find that her fairy was an Indonesian woman. It may be about 40 or 50 years old. Wearing a typical Javanese kebaya, he then introduced himself as Bu Ajeng. Her assistant Kala will be handling makeup for Ishaan.

“Your face is well maintained,” comments Bu Ajeng when cleaning Agni's face. “What's your name, Agni, huh? I have not heard of a woman named Agni for a long time. Surely your parents want you to grow up to be a strong figure.”

Agni smiled blandly. “Mother has known Mr Ishaan for a long time?”

“Wah, from the Ishaan era is still in the womb even,” kelakarnya. “I went with Madam, Ishaan's mother, from the time she was a girl. My mother happened to spend a long time with their family. I know Ishaan.” very well

It was so nice to be able to chat with someone as warm as Bu Ajeng. “Mother works here? I mean, in Germany.”

“I work long time in Indonesia. Used to be told to take courses with Madam to be a fairy. Said I had talent.” Bu Ajeng opened the makeup box, then looked for shade foundation that fit Agni's skin tone. “When the Madam moved to Morocco, I was asked to join. It was just a try, it turned out to also use my services here. But at the end of the year, I want to go back to Java. Home village a minute.”

The dexterity of Bu Ajeng in finding shade to apply the product while talking makes Agni respect him. She also asked what kind of makeup Agni liked, before continuing her work.

“Agni has long cooperation Ishaan?” Bu Ajeng who now asked.

“I only helped for three months. I am still in college. Pursuing graduation next year.”

“Waduh, fast still looks young once,” said Bu Ajeng while tidying Agni's hair. “Ishaan is exactly like Madam. It works under the radar. Know-know it's done. Different from the Father whose face often appears in the newspaper.”

“If I may know, Ishaan's mother works what in Morocco?”

“Architect.” Bu Ajeng chuckled as Agni gasped in shock. “They are smart. Dear marriage with the Father, the Madam must stop working to take care of children. Just moved to Morocco, Madam continued to pursue her passion first.”

It's not surprising that Ishaan is smart either. People say, the mother's intelligence usually decreases in children.

“Aduh, ayunya,” Bu Ajeng exclaimed in admiration as soon as he saw the results of his makeup in the mirror. “Try checking again, Agni. Maybe something to add or change.”

Ishaan's mother made the right decision when she asked Bu Ajeng for a makeup course. Agni looked at herself in the mirror. “Enough, Ma Ajeng. Very good, thanks.”

“Yowes, I help you put on all the dresses, want?” tawar Bu Ajeng the Agni greeted with a quick nod. She impatiently wanted to see how her makeup chime with that leaf.

More precisely, Agni wanted to witness Ishaan's reaction when they met in the living room.

*

Aided by Bu Ajeng, Agni stepped carefully out of the room. Apparently outside, Ishaan was already waiting with Kala. The man was behind him while tidying up the folds on his suit and pants.

“Nak Ishaan, I have finished decorating Agni,” said Bu Ajeng. “I and Kala say goodbye first, yes.”

“Iya, Mom, then—” Ishaan gawking when turning the body facing Agni. His eyes did not blink until Bu Ajeng cleared his throat. “Sorry, sorry. Again, thank you, Mrs Ajeng, Kala too. I've transferred his services to a regular account.”

“Hopefully the show is smooth, yes.” Bu Ajeng gently patted Agni and Ishaan's shoulders before exiting with Kala from the apartment unit.

Agni approaches Ishaan; secretly admiring his good looks in a three piece suit. “Master, should we go now?”

“Iya, soon the show starts.” Then Ishaan extended his hand to Agni. Agni calms herself down for a moment, then welcomes her; letting Ishaan lead her to the place where the party was held.

***