LOVE PAID IN CASH
Johan is in love

"Sir Johan." 

Johan turned around and looked at Mae from head to toe. Mae who had not yet taken a bath was still wearing her sleeping costume even with a floppy hair patch, feeling insecure. 

"Sir Johan, I ...." 

Johan raised his right hand as if to tell Mae to stop talking. "Didn't I tell you last night that I'd pick you up." 

"I don't know if the message was Mr. Johan who sent," Mae said with a frown. 

"You better take a shower, I'll wait here." Johan sat down on a chair on the porch of the house without waiting for Mae to answer whether she agreed to leave.

"But sir, I'm not going anywhere. It's the weekend, I want to enjoy my vacation."

"How do you want a vacation?" 

"Yes macem-macem sir, can watch, eat .. anyway free from office business." 

"Okay" replied Johan. 

"Okay what does it mean, Mr. Johan is really cool, anyway," said Mae while shuffling her hair. 

"Yes, okay I will fill the holiday according to your wishes. But go with me, quickly you're just wasting your time." 

"No Mr. Arka, no Mr. Johan. Rese, like to squish." 

"Because our work is so, organizing people." 

"Bodo is very, very" said Mae while leaving Johan. 

"Hey, I heard!" shouted Johan. 

A few minutes later, Mae and Johan were already in the car, sitting next to Johan who was driving amazed by the condition of Johan's car. 

As Arka's secretary and often accompanied the man including in his luxury car but Johan's car looks more attractive. 

"Why?" 

"Hehe, Dad's car is cool." 

"Want to?" 

"You want this car? Even if you want to, yes, I will buy clothes. Like it or fit it, go straight in the basket." 

"If you like it and want it, this car could be yours. Including apartments, deposits and all my assets you can have. But ...." 

Mae scrunched her forehead listening to Johan speak.

"You should be my wife first. Because you've been in the basket in my life.”

"Bad. It's an indirect proposal or something. Not a romantic banger," mae sneered. 

"I don't like to beat around anything that's romantic." 

"But women love romantic men sir." 

Johan's brain seemed to lag, thinking about how he had to be romantic for Mae to like him.

***

Mihika sat by the pool with her legs stretched out into the water. Arka had already twice a round and was currently close to completing one more round. 

"Sir Ark." 

Arka moved out of the pool and took Mihika to stand and directed her to sit on a chair. “How can I not befriend you, before I was a fool for letting you through on your own. But in the future, you don't have to worry, I will try to always be there.”

“Hm, hug,” says Mihika with spoiled. Arka chuckles and hugs Mihika and rubs her head slowly.

“We're in, it's starting to blister.”

Mihika sat leaning on the sofa of the living room, waiting for Arka who changed clothes. Played her phone and happened to see Mae's social media status. Selfie photo in the car that Mihika like to know the car.

“This is like the interior of his car Om Jo. But there is no way Mae can immediately melt the same weathered bujang this one. Indeed Om Jo is handsome but ..”.

“What's up?”

“Pak Arka, like Mae and Om Jo again go deh.”

“Ya let. Want to walk, run or sleep, let them take care of themselves.”

Mihika hits her husband's thigh slowly, “Not the way it means, maybe dating times yes.”

“You want us to date? Come!” bring Arka.

“Ogah ah, my body is still on the pegel. Buy Mr. Arka if you act not approximately, I become tired like this.”

“But like ‘kan with my trunk.”

“Mesum.”

“Loh, where are you going, baby?”

“Sleep. Don't be weird yeah, your trunk tells you to fast first.”

***

Mihika and Johan are already in a busy weekday. Even all day these two attended meetings that are quite tired of body and soul. Because it must evaluate and provide input or policy from existing problems.

As of now, it's past office hours. Mihika is still listening to the presentation of one of the employees who served as the head of the project. While Johan was engrossed in struggling with his report. The two are really a solid team, as they try to complement each other.

Mihika threw her gaze towards the outside of the room. Wall dividers between rooms made of glass make it easy to see the situation outside. Mihika saw the figure of a woman she was very familiar with, even she confirmed her vision.

“Mae,” says Mihika quietly.

“Om Jo, gercep also yes,” whispered Mihika.

Johan who did not understand the direction of Mihika's conversation was silent.

“The number has been accepted."

Johan looked at Mihika. “What are you talking about anyway?”

Mihika pointed outwards, followed by Arka's gaze. “Cie, normal dong see it.”

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