Let Me Fall in Love
80. Happy Birthday to You
"So quiet, Mi? Which pup?" Mama Mila circulated the view in the living room after cipika cipiki with Ami. He had just arrived at Puput's house with a driver.
"The same Rasya went to Mami's house. Said there's an invitation to Mami's granddaughter's friend."
"But Ami has permission to go to Mama's house, right? Uh but Mama also called Puput last night. Let Ami be allowed to go."
"Udah clearance, Ma. What would you like to drink?"
"No need, Mi. Mending we leave now! Let Ami in her old mother's house." Mama Mila was so excited to bring her ex-candidate home.
Ami nods. "Just a minute, Ma. I'll get the bag in the room."
"Yes, baby." Mama Mila smiles. A picture of a happy mood. Looking at the graceful Ami wearing an old gray skirt and a milk-brown blouse matching a pashmina, it doesn't look like a high school kid. If you're wearing a school uniform, it looks dirty. "This snail anyway. Really soul mate. Aamiin's." He sat up with joy. Because what? Because of the color of the same clothes Ami used Akbar. The difference is that the color is reversed. Akbar wears an old ash slimfit shirt and milk chocolate trousers. It feels like jogging is so happy, but remember the age.
"Have you bought my food request?" Ami opened the conversation as soon as the car had driven away from the housing complex.
"It's complete plit, anyway. It's all in the fridge. I can't wait to see Ami cook. It's nothing, High School children can cook today's era is rarely there like. Wanna be surprised but Mama immediately sip. Ami is the son of Bu Sekar. Said Mama Rama, the children of Bu Sekar were besides beautiful also good cook. Anyway dream ghost. Ratna tea is just a promotion, so Mama is envious. Eh did not expect also the last stock of his daughter Bu Sekar. Mama Soleha's Rejeki."
Ami chuckled at Mama Mila's uninterrupted sniffle. "Mama don't overdo me, praise me. If not according to what expectations? I just learned to cook. Don't have a flight clock."
"Mom likes your style. The humble girl. Ami don't look up to Mama. Do not be surprised also the nature of Mama who said his Papa Akbar tuh rare species that must be preserved. Dih, nyebelin ya Mi dengernya. But that's how Papa expresses his affection. Not with flowers or chocolate. But it is proven by attitude. Uh, what's the title? Why turn to Mama's love story."
Ami giggles. "It's okay, Ma. I learned from my mom's experience."
Not felt, the car has reached the yard of Mama Mila's house. The first experience for Ami to enter the elite housing complex and set foot in a modern minimalist style luxury house owned by the Akbar family.
"Assalamu'alaikum." Say Ami once the large main door is opened from the inside.
"Bik, this is his future wife Mas Akbar." Mama Mila proudly introduced Ami to her hand home assistant who had just answered her greetings.
"Masyaa Allah, very beautiful. Duh Mas Akbar pinter once choose a wife. Recognize non, Bik Darni."
"I'm Ami, Bik." Ami graciously accepted Bik Darni's hand.
Mama Mila holding Ami's arm invited her into the living room with an interior dominated by black and gold.
"Mama, this is Akbar?!" Ami was interested to see the arrangement of photos that were on the partition next to the sofa. His eyes were fixed on a large figure of a hexagonal shape. Photo transformation from baby to teenager. There are two figurines. One more must be Aiko's.
"Yes. It was Papa who made it. Mama's less creative than Papa's. Papa also bought his figure during a vacation in the Netherlands."
Ami then sat on the sofa after seeing a photo that made him more amazed to Akbar. He does not want to be impolite when looking at other displays. "Ma, I want to cook now."
"Ish, it used to be nyampe. Let's relax first. Ami want to sit here or on the back porch?"
"Hm, if you'd like to see John and Lucy first. Brother Akbar once told me he had a funny anabul. Can you see, Ma?"
"That's fine. Cus we move to the back of his seat." Mama Mila is back with Ami. Do not forget to shout first to call Bik Darni to bring drinks and snacks.
A pair of Akbar's favorite cats had their own house the size of a clean bedroom manicured. Inside there is a playground and also a mattress. Ami sees John and Lucy from the window. The British Short Hair cat approached the glass as soon as Ami called his name. Mama Mila also opened the door so that the anabul could come out.
"Si John knew the same thing. Directly nyosor deh." Mama Mila immortalized Ami who carried the John while laughing amusedly because the ash-coloured cat sniffed Ami's cheeks.
Ami changed to say hello to Lucy who was circling at her feet as if waiting for her turn to be touched. It looks like a pure white cat with a big belly. So that I dare not carry it. Just crouch down and rub it. Make Lucy rem literate. "Funny you guys. So the gemes want to rub the cheek of Kak Akbar. Uh brain...." Fortunately, his absurd words were in his heart. Danger if you sound Mama Mila.
For half an hour Ami and Mama Mila were sitting on the family couch talking about random things. Although the open space is only shaded by the roof, but still shaded because of the many green plants around it. A comfortable place to study or read a book, so did Ami's judgment in his heart.
"Ma, it's eleven and a half. I want to cook now so it won't be late." Ami said after seeing his watch.
"Eh, it doesn't feel like time. Let's go to the kitchen!"
***
Akbar walked out of the meeting room first followed by Leo. Then the other meeting participants disbanded. While Gita was assisted by one staff member still cleaning up the sheets of files on the table.
Entering his study, Akbar threw bo kong hard on the sofa. His wife's raut changed his true mood. Restless, upset, languishing.
"The birthday should be happy not be that bete." Leo sat down with two cans of cold soft drinks and kept them on the table.
"Three days Ami could not be called let alone vc. Chat also delayed." Akbar mende legitimate rough. He then rolled his long arms up to the elbow. His mood is bad. Because it is ignored by the source of mood boosters.
When he arrived at the office, Akbar was greeted by a surprise two birthday cakes as well as a 'Happy Birthday' chant led by Gita who clapped with enthusiasm. He appreciated by showing a happy face because all the faces of employees who welcomed him looked crisp. He also gave a free lunch gift Bento menu for today, for all employees.
"Coach can be upset too. Eits, not a mess but a mess. Audience, Akbar Pahlevi Bachtiar suffers from gegana because the teenage girl virus has weakened her brain sanity nerves. Haha...." Leo contentedly mocked Akbar with a loose laugh. No matter the boss turned grunt and threw a sofa pillow in his face. He was caught first.
Akbar ruffled his hair with a long breath. Just to Leo it shows the real mood. He got up to pick up the phone left in the desk drawer during the meeting.
"Gue has to go to Ciamis this afternoon." Said Akbar while sitting again in his original place.
"You what? No agenda out of town this week. Can't do it. Here again bother to need the signature of Mr. CEO." Leo held up his seat. The sound of soda hissing as the can of the drink opened was clear.
"I didn't reply to my chat from the morning. It's 11 o'clock more than not been read. I don't want the relationship to be broken. If there is a problem, it should be discussed. I don't like didiemin."
"Keep you want to go to Bu Sekar's house? What's the reason?" Leo raised one eyebrow.
Akbar speechless. Seemed contemplating. What Leo said is true. "Gue hurry up to be honest and ask for the blessing of Bu Sekar."
"Think about it again. Maybe Ami is busy again. I'm hearing from Tasya he said Ami now has a job snacking."
"That's what I know. He always told me about his activities. Reason these three days Ami says there's a cousin staying over. So can't call and vc an. His cousin kept sticking around."
"That's why you know why. Then why even gegana. It's the same you don't believe Ami. That's the backstreet risk, bro. Wait safe first."
"Yes a 24-hour day there is no 5-minute free time for example. Where it's been 3 days. There will be a time when his cousin is bathing, not sticking around Ami." Akbar Keukeuh defended his opinion. Feeling the reason Ami was made up. Make his attitude become frantic.
The chatter was interrupted because Gita entered after knocking on the door. The secretary kept a stack of files on the table and joined her to sit on the sofa.
"Mas, where do you want a special lunch? I'll make a reservation now." Gita looked at Akbar accompanied by a sweet smile and sparkling eyes. Akbar never held a birthday party. Always just the plates. So he plans to give a surprise of tucked at lunch threesome with Leo later.
"Akbar won't eat out, Git. I want to be in the office the same as an employee. Bento's package." Leo represented to reply seeing Akbar gulping down his drink.
Gita frowned. "Don't dong. Boss has to be different. Especially this is a special day."
"My answer was represented by Leo. If you are finished, you can go out. I'm another important discuss with Leo."
Gita smiled wryly at a glance. The plan to give a surprise is extinct already. He nodded and left.
"Gue has ordered a special menu for lunch here. It's coming at one o'clock. Don't leave the room." Leo said after seeing Gita close the door.
Akbar stared lazily. "What special menu? I'm not in the mood anymore. Share it again or eat it yourself. Five-star hotel food for now nothing good on the tongue. Enough Ami ngingetin I eat, new tasteful even though only eat boiled noodles."
"Hahaha, bucin is bucin but if the stomach is hungry you have to eat. Keep the brain sane. Noted yes. I'll brush it off if the menu comes." Leo continued to pounce and put on a songong face, feeling above the wind. "Attent. I'll go out first."
"Don't long! I need a friend to confide in."
Leo, who was walking to his back, laughed silently before opening the door handle. Never saw Akbar screw this up. Wait for the change in an hour.
"Why am I? I can do Mr. Edo. I just finished the meeting." Gita seems reluctant to get a task from Leo. Especially in a short break. Bento delivery car has come to deliver 200 lunch boxes. Are being distributed to each division by assigned staff.
"Minimum position of secretary who may be an envoy to the company. You know what Mr. Jimmy is. Must be flattered constantly. You just give me this document. You are also free to eat lunch at the restaurant because of the boss's birthday special. Bill went to the office. Yes, the spirit, Git." Leo smiled meaningfully while handing over the blue map.
"OK on." Gita is getting ready to leave. The trip to Mr. Jimmy's office was a long way, an hour.
***
"Gue pray first!" Akbar walked a little lethargic towards his private room whose door was obscured by a wall. He was still with Leo checking the files interspersed with private conversations.
"Gue too. Then bring back the menu that I pesen." Leo also moved from his seat because it was already hours of rest.
Akbar did not respond. It was clear that Leo refused the order menu. All he needed now was communication with Ami. Having rolled his pants up to the calf, he was curious to check his phone first rather than imagined while praying. "Cutie, plis don't make me tormented gini," he explained as soon as he saw the chat was still unread. Tried on the phone but not active.
After praying, Akbar still felt at home in his private room. If he had not heard a knock at the door, he would not have gotten out of bed. But no matter how complicated the personal affairs, he remains professional. At four o'clock in the afternoon, there is an important meeting. Rushing to wear the shirt that was opened so as not to tangle. Comb your hair and wipe your face to make it look fresh.
"Yes for a minute!" Sahut Akbar when he heard the door of his room was knocked again. Even though the knocking did not make a sound, he was sure it was Leo. Only Leo was free to go in and out of his study. He also opened the door to the room.
"Happy birthday to you....Happy birthday to you." The sound of singing and small applause greeted Akbar's sense of sight and hearing.
"Hey....!" Akbar's voice choked in his throat saw the form of a beautiful woman who was smiling sweetly displaying dimples. He rubbed his eyes. Believe not believe.
"Cutie! Is this really you?" Akbar smiled widely. Want to cupping both cheeks Ami who looks blushing. Deheman's voice sounded. Urged.
"Mama?!" Akbar saw Mama Mila and Leo emerge from behind the wall to the right of his room. "Mama brought Ami here?!" He still did not believe the facts before him. Happiness cannot be written in words.
"Yes. Look out don't hold your youngest child Mama!" Hardik Mama Mila with a fierce look.
"Again, Ma. Won't hold it, but take a hug." Akbar opened both hands and looked at Ami warmly and sparkly. But Ami dodged and hid behind Mama Mila's back while giggling. He also chuckles. I could guess it would be rejected. Though longing desire that passionate if channeled through hugs, surely delicious taste. So the word lust.
"Darling, you lied. He said at home again there was a cousin guest. When to go to Jakarta? You're in love with Mom and Leo, right?" Akbar without hesitation stared affectionately at Ami in front of Mama Mila and Leo. The expression of extraordinary happiness is inversely proportional to the look of Ami's face that blushes because it is called love.