IJAB'MU TALAK'KU

IJAB'MU TALAK'KU
10. No Warm Snacks


That morning, the sunlight radiated brightly dotted the entire corner of the city.


Arlan had been preparing for the office, but his countenance looked flat and did not say much. His sense of regret has not completely disappeared.


While Aluna who prefer silence rather than having to open a conversation that might trigger their quarrel.


"I'll go first!" Sahut Arlan while reaching for the suit offered by Aluna.


"Be careful!" The reply prepared to kiss Arlan's hand, but Arlan himself did not notice Aluna's hand that was airborne and immediately walked out of the room.


Aluna was fixated in the room, her heart raging about her husband's cold demeanor. Slowly stepping near the glass window peeked at Arlan who looked neatly with a suit and his office bag rushing into the car.


Aluna looked at the black sports car that drove until it disappeared from her sight. His eyes trembled withstanding the poignant tears that were preparing to flow. Looks like Arlan doesn't remember at all the hot night they spent last night.


Well of course because Arlan was drunk. But, at least there was a little that came to pass instead of her. Moreover, he attacked Aluna's body full night until he felt his body as if crumbling when he woke up in the morning.


His heart ached, remembering that moment. Aluna had thought maybe the next day after evaporating to him Arlan would forget the problem. But it didn't! Arlan still seemed to hold a deep resentment for him.


Even looks reluctant to look at him until he ignores himself who wants to greet. No romantic greeting greeted his morning, no warm kiss adorning.


"Hhhhft!!!!"


Aluna sighed in a small shudder trying to throw away all her sadness and bad thoughts. Maybe Arlan needs some time to accept!


Without lingering for a long time, Aluna grabbed her cell phone and sling bag and then moved out of the room. As usual, Aluna picked up Helen.


Since her marriage she has almost never driven herself because it is not allowed by Arlan. Arlan usually drives her if she wants to go to the office or asks Kris to deliver if she is busy.


That morning, Arlan visits a project out of town, which is why he and Kris left early. And every time Arlan and Kris are busy Helen always offers to pick him up.


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_QUEEN JEWELRY GROUP


Aluna and Helen walk in the lobby. Along the way Aluna daydreamed and did not speak making Helen suspicious. However, he did not immediately reprimand her fear if she was wrongly prejudiced.


That morning, there was a small meeting in his office to discuss some of the designs they would use in the jewelry exhibition that would be held in Paris.


"Hows it? Have you prepared your design model yet?" Ask the bald man about 40 years old named Hardiman and is the superior of Aluna.


"Already sir!" Answer the meeting participants simultaneously except Aluna who was silent with a straight look.


Helen shook her head slightly glancing at the silent Aluna. Then start opening the design images made on white HVS paper, as well as other designers.


The meeting participants were only attended by about 10 people.5 of them were designers including Aluna and Helen.


They gave the picture to Mr. Hardiman in turn. Now it was Aluna's turn, but she just sat holding her paper making Mr. Hardiman frown a little.


"Mom Aluna your turn!" Sahut brown-haired young woman is scattered secretary Mr. Hardiman.


Aluna was still speechless and did not even listen to her name being called. The entire meeting participants stared confusedly at him, while Helen began to elbow her best friend's arm.


"Akh!" Surprised then looked at the people who were also staring at him. Aluna panicked a little and frowned and glanced at Helen who was sitting next to her.


Helen raised her paper as a recontent code to make Aluna slightly round her eyes to understand the intentions of her best friend.


"Oh, i, this is sir!" He said stammering - the brick quickly thrust the paper in his hand.


Mr. Hardiman took all the pictures from the designers and gave them to his secretary.


"Well, I'll look at your pictures! Later there will be 2 images chosen to represent our company!" Stare at the meeting participants in turn. "And, those who are selected will attend the exhibition in person!" Then and all the participants reviewed the smile of the meeting was finished.


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Currently, Aluna with Helen was in a room measuring 6 x 6 surrounded by glass walls. The room was Aluna and Helen's workplace. Other designers also have their own rooms.


"Luna, you got a problem?" Helen asked who was sitting in front of Aluna.


"Hhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Sighs.


Aluna looked at Helen who was also looking at her curiously. His face suddenly looked pale and the corner of his eyes reddened making Helen look worried.


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"Hhhhft..."


Aluna sighed leaning on the swivel chair staring at Helen who did not believe what she was saying.


"You know for 5 years I have not been able to give offspring to Raden Wijaya's family! A, I, I don't have any other choice Helen! His voice moved from his seat to the glass window.


"But you still have time!" Helen was a little upset.


"No, old man Mas Arlan. I mean," Aluna sighed again "Hhhfftt! mama, Arlan's mom can't wait any longer! Continue with shrewd.


Helen squinted her eyes at Aluna. "Mad Arlan's sick?" Helen was a little confused.


"No,,!" He nodded small.


"Then?" Helen crossed her hands.


"She felt lonely to see her social friends who had been holding grandchildren! Besides PT. Mighty Wijaya needs a successor and, mama does not want if the position of leader in the company is taken by another Wijaya family!" Reply Aluna smiled wryly.


"What?" Helen gawked round her eyes, as soon as her sense of regret appeared. "The rich family always attaches great importance to their high position and is very afraid of losing their wealth!" Continue to put his lips.


"Who is that woman?" Helen asked back in an annoyed tone.


"I don't know yet. But mama's planning to bring us together as soon as possible!"


"Whether the woman looks flirtatious or unkind you should reject her directly!" Reply Helen firmly while pointing at Aluna.


"You just calm down!" Back to the little smile.


2 Weeks later...


That afternoon, Aluna who had just met with one of her clients was seen coming out of one of the cafes with a little rush.


There was already Kris waiting for him in front of the entrance. While Arlan himself sat relaxing in a black sports car wrapped in a suit.


"Sorry, am I late?" Aluna asked running towards the car door.


"We've just arrived, too!" Kris answered the door.


Aluna sits her butt next to Arlan who looks busy with her phone.


"Road Kris!" Sahut Arlan raspy.


Since the marriage agreement, Arlan and Aluna relationship is a little tenuous, they only talk as necessary and seem serious to make Kris always feel awkward if in the middle of them.


After a journey of approximately 20 minutes, they have arrived at a spacious and modern 4-story house.


The towering iron gate with a layer of gold mixture looked sparkling. The fence was opened automatically and several well-built guards greeted them in a slightly lowered state as a sign of their respect.


After passing through the gate, the car still has to pass a slightly longer circular road surrounded by a large green grass.


There are many ornamental plants with a budget that is quite expensive, fountains and fish ponds filled with some of the most expensive types of koi decorate the spacious yard.


The luxurious house was none other than the residence of the family of the great lord Raden Wijaya. Father of Arlan Raden Wijaya. The mansion has been inhabited by Arlan's father and mother named Larisa Wijaya, as well as her aunt and sister named Rama Redan Wijaya.


Arlan's grandfather Lord Wijaya himself is dead. In addition to the family, there is an ART in the house that amounts to 5 people and each has a different task.


In fact they have their own family head chef who is ready to serve them with other ART. While standing guard in front of as many as 4 people, they are the bodyguards of Raden Wijaya family.


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"Welcome sir, madam!" The old man with white hair.


"Where are my mom and dad?" Tanya Arlan rasping.


"They've been waiting in the master's living room!" The reply was a little bent.


"Thank you!" Arlan stepped inside the spacious house followed by Aluna.


The vast ruma, so vast it felt silent. The facilities inside are very luxurious and expensive, the ceramics are sparkling with high quality, the walls are decorated with several glass walls surround.


There are 15 rooms in it, and several spacious rooms. They walked to the living room.


There was already Mr. Raden Wijaya and the madam sitting waiting. But, this time things were a little different, making Aluna and Arlan look in wonder when they saw Nindia with her mother who was also sitting in the room.


"You guys have come! Please sit!" Sahut mrs Wijaya.


Arlan and Aluna sat on a long sofa side by side with Nindia and her mother. Papa and his mother sat opposite them.


Seriate...