Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 82 ~
I fixated, guessing who sent this.
It wasn't my intention to be so bad, but somehow it stuck in my mind that this was a delivery from Gesya. The snacks I thought were poisoned.
Silly thinking?
But anyway, I must be careful, because there is someone who wants to harm me and my children.
After circulating the view to all the corners that there were still no humans except me, one by one the employees began to arrive. I looked at Viona ma'am, and Tika ma'am who walked along side by side chatted.
"Well, ma'am Arimbi today's champion, come in the morning"
I smiled at Viona's words, then responded.
"Good morning Viona, Miss Tika"
"Good morning also Miss Arimbi" answered the two compactly.
A pair of netraku continue to scan the bodies of two women who are now approaching their respective desks.
I myself intend to call Bima to ask. Because he could have given me this surprise.
Waiting a bit longer, my connection was finally answered.
I understand that mas Bima did not answer his phone directly, because he must still drive on the highway.
"Assalamu'alaikum" Sheep.
"Wa'alaikumsalam"
"What's up, Bi? Just separated, you miss me? That much you're your husband?"
"It's too early to joke"
"The wife's husband is free to joke at any time, Bi. Now tell me what's calling your handsome husband"
"Don't be too confident, the good looks of the mas are ordinary, a crushing defeat with Kang Ha Neul who always looks stunning"
"But you love me more than Kang Ha Neul"
"That's my problem, ma'am"
"So loving me is a problem?"
"Joking, don't be too serious" Sergey denied the prejudice.
"Say what's wrong?" tanya bima sounds soft.
"What did you send me this market snack?"
"market food? It's true that Miss Anggara, I just drove you to the office, I haven't arrived at Lanud either, you think I ordered it"
"Who are you from?"
"Don't eat, you find out the sender first, but don't stress you out, okay Miss Sergeant. Call your mom, ask if mom sent it, only mom knows you like it"
"Know, if only mom knew I liked this snack?"
"Your mom's a critic"
"Oh, so when our relationship is still bland, did you ever give me this snack to break the fast, it's because I knew it from my mother?"
"Hm"
"Isa.. I think I'm sensitive to my favorite without my mom telling me"
"Same, 'cause I'm sensitive, so I bought that snack for you"
"Well, I want to call mom"
"Let's tell me if it's from mom, and if it's not from mom, don't eat"
"Yes"
"Remember, don't stress, it's a trivial matter"
"Yes"
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. I love you, Bi"
"Hmm, wa'alaikumsalam"
After my call closed, I switched to calling my mother. And without waiting for long, my call was answered in just seconds.
"Assalamu'alaikum, son"
"Wa'alaikumsalam, ma'am! Mother where?"
"At school"
"This is ma'am, Arimbi just wanted to ask, what mother sent this snack?"
"Have you arrived?"
"It's mom, so it's from mom?"
"Yes, yesterday mom accidentally met someone, she said that if she was your friend, she also said you were pregnant and said that she wanted to eat your favorite food, so I took the initiative to send it to your office"
"Friends Arimbi, ma'am?" Askaqua.
"Yes, he said a college friend. She wears a veil so mom doesn't really know what her face looks like. When we met, he recognized my mother's face"
Wear veils? there are a lot of my friends who wear veils, but which friend met my mom? And why do I know I'm pregnant. Let alone the veiled friend, Riska I haven't told you yet.
My reflex swallowed my own saliva. Reflect on a little bit of no-no prejudice.
"Arimbi?"
"Yes ma'am?"
"Yes do not forget to eat yes, Bima said, later you will come and stay overnight, I have cleaned your room. And you have to tell mom and dad about your pregnancy, I want to hear from your own mouth"
"Yes ma'am"
"Be careful, son"
"Mother too"
"Yes, Assalamu'alaikum"
"Wa'alaikumsalam"
I returned after talking to my mother. My mind's a mess, but it's not that bad. It's a trivial matter, I have to ask the security guard. He must know.
Unknowingly, I dropped a glance at my hand that was still holding a greeting card.
In that instant I remembered why I did not ask my friend's name to my mother, also about this greeting card.
After putting my bag on the table, I hurried to step out of the room and set my foot on the security guard post.
"Good morning sir"
"Eh ma'am Arimbi, good morning ma'am. Can anyone help you, ma'am?"
"No sir, I just want to ask, do you know who sent the snack box to me?" I asked impatiently. I really want to know soon.
"Oh that's ma'am, there was a grabfood that intersected, but I asked Isnaeni to put it on mom's desk"
"Oh, do you know who that is from, sir?"
"Say from her mother Arimbi"
"Keep on the greeting card_"
I haven't had time to finish the sentence, Mr. No. Buru beheaded me.
"If the greeting card is I who wrote ma'am, because mas grabfoodnya asked to be written earlier"
"Oh so yeah"
"Yes ma'am, I'm sorry it's so presumptuous"
"It's okay, sir. Then excuse me sir" I said kindly. "Thank you, Mr. No"
"Sama-sama ma'am"
Maybe it was my mother who sent it, but why did my mind refute it?
Ah already...
I stared at the clock on my wrist in between my steps back to the study.
"Where are you, Bi?" Ask Riska who's been sitting at her desk.
"From the security guard post"
"Tumben, what's the same about Mr No?"
"It's just about this box"
"Food box?" Riska. "Aren't you the one who brought it from home?"
I shook my head briefly.
Because I was full because I had breakfast and drank pregnant milk I did not eat it. I was immediately preoccupied with my work that had been whining to be completed.
Too busy working, I forgot this seductive snack. I looked at Riska's desk because I wanted to share it with her, but Riska's desk was empty, I didn't pay much attention to it.
Rise up from my seat, I intend to go to the toilet. As I walked through several rooms, I saw a cat meowing. Feeling sorry for it, I turned to take one lemper and gave it to the tiny cat who seemed to be starving.
Two minutes later, I was approaching a cat.
Slowly, I opened the food wrapped in banana leaves and placed it on the floor right in front of the cat's mouth.
I left the animal that was now enjoying the lemper filled with meat, then continued my intention to go to the bathroom.
Finished from the bathroom, I gasped when I saw that the cat was already lying down with a weak, helpless body. Not dead yet, but enough to make me that second also felt fear beyond normal limits.
My fear is at the highest level.
Yes Rabb.. Whatisthis? The lemper I just gave half of it to eat, but the cat???
Is there something in the lemper?
Taking a deep breath, I found it difficult to pass air into my lungs.
The panic and fear that came simultaneously, made my cold sweat split a second as if it directly flooded my body.
Only one name kept coming to my head.
Gesyas...
Seriate