Love Should Choose
Tom and Jerry

"Yaudah, now what are you talking about?" farada insisted on a sharp tone, after successfully pushing Molan's body back onto the sofa.

"There's no cold drink?" molan asked without heeding Farada's question, then his eyes were fixed on the small refrigerator in the corner of the room.

"Aishh..." Farada walked to open the refrigerator, which he himself had never taken. Because it definitely goes into the month-end bill. Cut pay! although employees get a cut of up to 70 percent, but still affect income, right?

"Let's be calm, the bill will let everything go into my bill," said Molan as if reading Farada's mind.

"Ih..wrong? Don't!" ketus Farada refused and handed over one canned drink.

Molan received a drink while glancing at Farada who remained standing while holding his hands.

"Snap, what the hell are you talking about? I want to sleep, tomorrow morning have to be ready, I do not want on the first day of work already got a bad assessment!'

"Cerewetnyaa..sit down first, it's not good to talk if you stand that way," then Molan opened the canned drink and drank a little, "like the husband is being interrogated caught cheating ha.ha.ha"

"Dih!!.no funny," said Farada annoyed, but he ended up sitting also with a lazy gesture.

"Why did you suddenly get to work at this hotel?" molan asked, starting to open up the subject.

"Well, how come!, why?"

Molan scratched his non-itchy head to hear the girl's sniffling answer in front of him. "You don't be fierce, as if I were your enemy, we're working partners! I'll see you every day."

Farada was stunned, Molan had a point, but how not to be upset if you remember the events in Sapporo, this Molan has impolitely touched his lips for the first time!

Farada then closed his eyes for a moment to regulate his emotions, "I applied for a job not only at this hotel, a lot.cuma Luxury hotel is the first response, and happened to be placement in Bali, Bali, that was my dream long ago."

"Your parents' response..they gave me permission?"

Farada nodded, "They give permission, otherwise dare I come here."

"If it's your boyfriend? give permission?"

"Huh...? A boyfriend?" Farada knitted his eyebrows, "i don't have a boyfriend yet" Farada continued. Ah..ya, how are you, Mrs Restu? already can be said girlfriend or new candidate huh?, because mas Restu has not spoken, but how not until now ngabarin me?, is still upset because I received an offer of work in Bali?

"Yee..be dumb!...That, which came with you during the wedding ceremony the other day in Dharmawangsa."

Farada gasped from his glaring mind to Jakarta, "Oh, mas Restu. She is a new boyfriend and may be a future husband hihi," Farada replied proudly, without him noticing the change in the face of the man in front of her, turned bright with the corner of the lips lifted.

Hmm.new candidate!, not taken!

"Groan.."

As the conversation came to a halt, Farada raised his hand as the phone rang. There was a call from his mother.

"Sorry mama I called, it's already yes." added Farada slowly and his index finger raised to the lips signalling that Molan did not make a sound.

Molan grasped Farada's intention, and he gestured slowly to leave.

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A week has passed since Farada started working at this Luxury Resort Bali. He began to understand the ins and outs of how hospitality marketing works. Please understand, this is his first work in a field that is in accordance with his basic education. Although not fit very well because of the background F&B is not it? So, it takes a fairly slow adaptation, even if only one week.

Farada threw his body into the bed. Today is quite tiring for him who is still in the junior sales category. The day was struggling in front of a computer to send an email offering cooperation to several government and private agencies and contact several clients. They have several ballrooms large enough to be used for seminars or wedding receptions.

By the way about the seminar, did Mast Restu not come along? let me ask ah...

Farada got up and reached for the bag to pick up the phone. But his face turned sad. The man in his tribe never picked up the phone. Several times he's tried to call uninspired. Only the next day a short message was sent, Last night I was asleep or another day, last night I still had a meeting with a client.but never called back! What if you get angry for days?

For a moment he hesitated, did I try to ask Mother Iin well?...

The sound of the room bell made Farada undo his intention to call Iin's mother. He quickly turned off his room lights. Holy hooch! it must be Molan the young lord brengs*k who came to disturb him. He better pretend to be asleep!

But this time the bell rang repeatedly, inevitably he got up to peek at who was visiting at his break.

Uh..not the Molan! he seems to know, this woman.

"Malaysia...!" someone suddenly hit him when the door opened. Farada's body was pushed back, and,

"Tissaa...??" Farada cupped the face of the woman who was hugging him. Yes..was Tissa Baskoro, "Tissa? how are you doing?, how come you're suddenly here, instead of you in Japan?" Farada sumringah's face cheerful with the arrival of his friend who works in the Japanese Sapporo branch.

"I was transferred here, five days ago but I'm active starting tomorrow. Daaan...? I just found out an hour ago that you also work at this hotel.wuihhh, I am happy! We're a division!" babble Tissa patted Farada's hand slowly.

"Do you know from whom, Sa..?"

"Me!"

Farada turned towards the door to the source of the voice, "Huh? since when are you there?"

"Since then!.all of you, the girls if you have met both, if you have huddled, forget each other!" sumpul Molan stepped in and headed straight for the small refrigerator, picking up drinks and chocolates.

"Because the third one was set*n!" replied Farada with sewot.

"You are yes.I am your leader! I remind you again"

Farada chirped, "it's not working hours, I also reminded you, young master!" ketus.

Tissa bobbing heads, "Already, not in Japan.not in Indonesia, you always make a fuss, ntar soul mate!" tissa mediates.

"God..amit-amit!" Farada spontaneously knocked on the table three times.

"Amiiiin!" Molan cupped his face, saying goodbye, as if he had finished praying to God.

"But!" Farada poked his shoulder.

Tissa laughed at the interaction of two Tom & Jerry-like people, "that's why I was told to meet young master Molan, that you joined the hotel, and showed me your room, uh it turns out our room is close together, I'm three rooms away from here." Tissa's light melted the atmosphere.

"Oh yeah?.means every night we can huddle dong?" cengir Farada then, who greeted Tissa's laughter while nodding.

"Baidewei, how do you tell how to work in a hotel?, instead of having a cafe and catering business, huh? you used to tell me, if not wrong."

Farada changed her seat to face Tissa on the long sofa, and then flowed the story from the beginning of how she finally decided to apply for a job at the hotel.

Nearly two hours into their conversation, without them noticing, a man fell asleep while sitting on a single couch.

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