
The holidays that Gita takes are not just any holidays. It was very curious who the woman who had won Akbar's heart. The investigation by paying the messenger has been done so Akbar and his parents last Sunday left for Lake. He assigned a good stalker in his field.
If Mama Mila or the people closest to Akbar still silenced with who the figure of the woman, he did not stay silent to find out for himself. Therefore, on the third day of his retirement which coincided with Akbar's departure to Kuala Lumpur, he used to leave for Lake to meet directly with a female figure who had stolen the heart of the CEO Pulangpergi.
Gita and a friend accidentally stayed at another hotel. Because if you stay at the hotel Seruni can invite suspicion Tommy.
And this is where the Gita is now. In a cafe which is about 500 meters from the full day school High School where Rahmi Ramadhania studied. Was shocked once he got complete information from his man. How the genealogy of a Rahmi who turned out to be related to the Adyatama Group's extended family. His brother-in-law Rama. Makes him think he shouldn't act rashly.
While in the school motorcycle parking lot, Ami stood opposite a beautiful woman wearing sunglasses. Waiting to name. Because he felt he did not know the woman.
"Oh yeah, acquaintance first. My name is Luna from Jakarta. I want to have an important conversation with you. We can't find a place to talk because it has something to do with Mas Akbar."
Ami welcomed a handshake of the woman named Luna was accompanied by a surprised look because the name Akbar called. Alert attitude began to be installed.
"We're talking there, ma'am." Ami pointed at the concrete bench that was under the cherry tree.
"Don't be in open space gini yes, pollution. Just past I saw a cafe called Cafe Geranium. How about we talk there like cozy's place. Relax, I'll deal. You know that cafe?"
Ami nods. He agreed to follow the woman named Luna. But will go alone using the motor. Seeing that Luna had passed first, Ami pulled out her phone and contacted someone. His speech was very serious and explained quite long. After the phone call ended, he put on his helmet.
Arriving at the cafe in question, Ami circulated the view in front of the door. His steps were fixed on Luna who was waving at the table by the window. Seemed to be sitting opposite a long-haired woman who had not clearly seen her face.
"Sit, Rahmi." Luna was still kindly pointing at the one seat that was to the right of the table.
Ami pulled up a chair and sat down. Instantly surprised to see the woman who sat opposite Luna was now clearly visible face. "Secretary's sister Akbar, right?"
"You know me? When did we ever meet?" Gita stared hard and looked at Ami's face. She can't be like Luna has to be so friendly. Since it was waiting, he had already scrolled Ami's social media. Now look directly at the figure of the teaser Akbar, so the assumption. His heart was immediately goiter.
Ami scanned the interlocutor of his style of speech as soon as ideas sprung up in his mind.
"Mbak Gita Sucita is the secretary of CEO Akbar Pahlevi Bachtiar. Right, right?" Ami stared calmly and casually as he raised his eyebrows.
"You know from Mas Akbar?!" Gita did not think she was known first. It's beyond expectations.
"of course. I am his future wife, Akbar. My husband-to-be is open about his family, about his job, his hobbies. Anyway, Kak Akbar is open. Oops. Don't think negatively." Ami smiled shyly.
Instead Gita hot smouldered her chest. The word 'open-open' instead makes his mind travel far into space.
"wait around. Before continuing the chat, we should order the menu first." Luna tried to cool the atmosphere. Especially cooling down the Gita he's footing under the table.
"I'm mineral water. Sorry I can't stay here long. He said he wanted to talk about Akbar. About what, huh? I have to go home soon because my mom's waiting for me at home." Ami looked at Luna and Gita alternately.
"Okay, to the point. As long as you know, my parents and Mas Akbar's parents had agreed not to make an arranged marriage. But you are suddenly present between my relationship and Mas Akbar." Gita put on a sad face. Exhaling a rough breath.
"Oh, so?" no expression of surprise. Ami responded calmly.
"I know girls your age won't be serious about relationships. You seduced Akbar because he needed the money, right? I can give you any kind of convensation you want. Just mention the numbers. Just please leave from Mas Akbar's life. Only I deserve to be his companion. You're too young for her." Gita pleaded with a face.
"I don't know what to say, Gita. First, about the match. I can't believe it. Because what? Because Mama Mila and papa Darwis last Sunday just came to the house to take my application with Brother Akbar.
"Second, did Gita think I was that chili-cabean girl? Sorry yes I am not that low as it is precisely the mother who lowered her self-esteem as a woman. Pursue a guy who clearly never confronts you."
"YOU!" Gita stood up and raised her hand to Ami's face to slap. But only hanging in the air because his wrist was first held by Ami who stood up. Then jerked. Make the Gita look and swiftly hold the end of the table so as not to fall.
"Is Mbak Gita not afraid of the risk of dealing with the future Madam Akbar?" Ami stared intently with one eyebrow raised.
"You want to talk to Mas Akbar?"
"How to you?" Challenge Ami.
Gita. Guessing the women who were considered village women could easily be intimidated. Again beyond expectations. Wrong big.
"Rahmi, I'm sorry I interfered. We'd better have enough of this conversation that the three of us know. Because everything is clear. Means the rumor Mas Akbar had a high school boy's girlfriend was not wrong. Sorry about Gita's attitude. Please understand he felt disappointed because the arranged marriage discourse between parents was canceled. Please, don't go to Mas Akbar."
"alright. If so, our conversation is over. It's nitip pay for my drink." Ami took out ten thousand from his pocket. Keep it on the table. Then passed away with a bottle of mineral water that had not been drunk.
We looked at Luna with an annoyed expression. "Why are you talking about that? I should have taught that boy a lesson."
"Hey, you don't realize. We take that boy for granted. We thought she was an innocent village girl. Turns out you were the wrong opponent, Git. I just saved you from the possibility of you being fired by Akbar. Should thank me."
***
Ami got off the motor as soon as she arrived at the gate of her house. He looked at the car that followed him, which stopped. From the passenger door, Padma got down and walked over to him.
"How good is the video?" Ami invites Padma to enter first and sit on the terrace.
"This is what it's like to be an agent 007. Hihahi. Tense the look earlier Padma pas ngerekam. Almost just wanted to scream when Ami wanted to be slapped. Original tense." Padma gave me her phone. Showing the video footage when I got the order to follow Ami into the cafe.
"I can't believe that his secretary, Kak Akbar, is arrogant and doesn't know himself." Same with Padma who was not too surprised. Because Ami never vent if there are women who pursue Akbar long ago, namely Gita.
"Hu um's. And this video just in case that one day he acts out of reason with me. I can report to Akbar. For now just let's say it."
"Mrs Panda is so good. Though it can also be reported to Kak Akbar. Let Mbak Gita be removed from office or possibly fired." Padma giggled as Ami nudged her shoulder to the side.
"Eh, how about sitting on the porch. Comein. I made ice banana ijo tuh. Try it." Said the Mother Sekar who appeared from the main door. He wanted to look at the road because Ami had not yet returned home. It turned out that the boy was on the porch with Padma.
"Padma wants to go home, ma'am. Nih Mommy has chided nanyain why late home. Pisjo can be yes ma'am wrapped. Hehe."
"By, Padma. Just make a mother same Enin ya." Mom told Ami to help prepare the ice banana ijo to pack.
After handing over 3 cups of ice banana ijo to Padma who went straight home, Ami went up to his room. It wasn't just Padma who was told to shoot the video. He also recorded the sound of a cell phone stored in his hoodie pocket. Now replayed to listen to the results.
Since a few months ago, Ami decided that Tasya was the right person to be made a confiding friend for his personal affairs. Not to believe in the sincerity of Akbar's love. But he realized that the young executive had a charm in the eyes of both single and married women. Akbar did introduce the people closest to him through the photo without telling if it turns out that the secretary named Gita had a sense of pent up. He knew it from Tasya.
"Ami, why don't you invite me anyway. If you know the Gitgit nyamperin you, no mocking it his face. I'm a gemessss." Tasya's voice sounded shrill after receiving a video submission and voice recording from Ami.
"Jakarta to Tasik nyampe in just 5 minutes, Brother?" Ami giggles. After bathing and eating, he decided to report the results of the meeting at the cafe in Tasya.
"You're nebeng through Doraemon's door, Mi." Tasya and Ami laughed together.
"Sister, I won't tell Brother Akbar. Let's do it first. Moga aja mbak Gita do not act and self-conscious."
"It's good of you, Mi. All right, all that matters is that I need one thing. Ami must believe 100% the same loyalty of Mas Akbar. I witness. He's a good guy. I know for sure because he is very close to Papa Dewun. Do not think of the girls out there who want deketin or just amazed as Mas Akbar. Ami is the owner of his heart. Okay?!"
"okay, Sis. Thanks to Mama Dewun. Ah, too bad you can't video call the same Dew."
"Sesame, say. Dew nginep at home mbah uti. He picked her up this afternoon. So tonight I'm free to make a sister for Dewun. Oops, pass this mouth sensor. But it can't be bad. Kan Papa Dewun is in KL as Mr. Boss. Duh, I'm talking to a minor. Uh no ding. Ami is no longer a child. But ready to make a child." Tasya laughed crisply without any burden.
"Sister Tasya. Don't talk about it. I'm ashamed to know." Ami's face met because Tasya so lemes her mouth.
"Haha. Don't be ashamed of me. I know that talking about private affairs with your own brother must be embarrassed. So Ami can ask me later if it's near the end of the day. I'll give you tips on how the first night to not be tense. Because getting the first prick is sick."
"Ahhhh, Mr. Tasya. Don't talk about it ah. Ah, I hope first. Bye." Ami smiled grimacing because her brain suddenly traveled.
There was giggling laughter Tasya before finally the connection was cut off.
Just 10 minutes of silence, Ami's phone rang again. A name that made him smile. Video call from panda. Immediately put on a pasmina.
"Darling, I miss you." said Akbar with spoiled eyes.
Ami stared softly with a rustling chest. Of course feel the same. "Me too, Ayang Panda. Hm, he said it won't vc two days."
"The fact is I can't stand Cutie's pretty face and I can't hear her voice."
"Merosot adek, Bang." Ami completely disappeared from the phone screen as it dropped the body down the sofa.
Akbar laughed crisply. "Hey, baby.it should be 'Meleh adek, Bang' not degenerate. Ride again, Cutie. I miss seeing your dimples."
Ami sat down on the sofa again. Giving a sweet smile to the lover who is in Kuala Lumpur. "Feel that's too market. I am a blanket. Not only does the abbreviation always look cute. But it always gets you washed away."
"Bang, ask. Delman's headed to Mars at what time? I don't live on Earth."
"Eh, that's Leo's voice, right? Kirain Akbar's sister vc alone." Ami was surprised to hear a clear-sounding scream.
Akbar laughed and looked cute. Not at all disturbed by the presence of Leo who was also in the same hotel room. I ordered a twin bed.
"Let's go, Cutie. Because if it gets hot, the devil will run away by itself."
And Ami saw the back of Akbar's head hit by a pillow throw. He also laughed giggling.
"Oh yeah, there's good news from Zaky. Saturday tomorrow's meeting. Zaky gave me the address of his apartment. I'll be there."
"Alhamdulillah. By the way, close to his house, isn't Kak Iko?"
"Lumayan far away about 50 minutes. Check out from here I'll go straight to Singapore if Leo goes straight to Jakarta."
Ami nods. "I will pray that A Zaky is softened in his heart. No dramas until Kak Akbar is complicated."
"Aamiinu. Cutie is the future wife of Soleha. More love."
"Udah, Bang. Hitherto. I can't stand it."