MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
SPLASHY SUNDAY

"Please increase the volume."

"Well, Den," replied Mr. Ucil to Zaim.

📺 : ... Not yet known exactly the reason Muezza* suddenly resigned. Though reportedly, a lot of top artists of the country who are subscribing to catering there to achieve dream weight. Various speculations from netizens also appeared. Are there any internal problems in Muezza? Or is it true that the rival company that was CEOi by the daughter of the Governor of Jakarta City finally managed to unseat Muezza from the first position? Or …

*The name of the company belongs to Al Hakam. The company offers diet catering services.

The frown on Zaim's forehead thickens the morning news he watches through the head unit*. Not only the netizens were the news anchors, Zaim also questioned the same thing. But only for the first question. Because for the second question there is definitely interference from rival company Muezza. Muezza will not give up his first position given the CEO who is addicted to competing. Then, it means that there are internal problems!

*Devices located on the car dashboard. The head unit is divided into two, single din head unit and double din head unit. Single din head units can only play audio in cd and dvd formats. While the double din head unit, in addition to being equipped with a touch screen can also play audio in cd, vcd, dvd, mp3, wav, wma, dvd-r, dvd-rw, cd-r, cd-rw, dvd, flac, and mp4.

"We stopped by Muezza's office first huh, sir."

Mr. Ucil nodded. "Ready, Den, ready."

Counting the minutes of his arrival at Muezza, Zaim made a phone call with Al Hakam confidant Hendri. But as expected, there was no answer. Zaim switched to calling Al Hakam, but instead of responding to his grandfather's phone instead died. Then upon Zaim's arrival at Muezza, it turned out that the thirty-story office was completely closed. There were only four security men standing guard at the post. Zaim asked them, even though he knew it would be a waste of time.

" … If we are on patrol, sir. Whether there are five more officers of the same electric check section manasin cars of the company sa–"

"That's not what I'm asking" Zaim told security. "What did you say before your office closed?"

"Kalo Pak Hakam, no talking, sir. Who said Mah Pak Hendri."

Another security nodded to his friend. "He said he wanted to nemenin Pak Hakam healing."

"Healing for new menu inspiration, sir," said the last security.

Hearing that made Zaim a little relieved. Every year the grandfather often went abroad to find inspiration for a new menu of his business. But in the last three years Al Hakam no longer do this activity. That's why Zaim didn't think of getting there. Plus, Hendri who suffered from severe airsickness refused to follow Al Hakam and preferred overtime every night. So the question is, what is the reason this time Hendri participated?

DRRRTTT DRRRTTT DRRR

"Okay, thanks for that. Please continue the work." Zaim passed by while picking up the phone. "Hello, Hen."

"Yes, Za. Was that a nelfon? Sorry not to go up."

"Where is lu?"

"Outside the country."

"From new menu inspiration?" ask Zaim again.

Hendri laughing. "Well, that's it."

"Grandpa where?"

"Don't know. The cave is abandoned that way."

"What's the problem?"

"Don't call it when it's just kepo." Hendri laughed again.

"Lu fired Grandpa right? Yes pantes anyway. Your crazy rich gini."

Hendri was endlessly laughing. "By the way, he said you've been cheating WO* family hereditary?"

*wedding Organizers.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes anyway. The boy will graduate again. But really you have no intention of thinking anymore? Seriously, you want to marry that kid? Which almost made Grandpa die?"

Zaim simply repeated his answer.

Hendri sighed. "He's the grandson of the man who made us lose Zain. This is even plus the fact that he turns out to be the one who almost made us lose Grandpa too."

Zaim.

"But Judah, that's your decision. Gua doain your wedding preparations are smooth." Hendri was silent for quite a while before continuing, "Sorry that all this time the cave is wrong or plinplan choose the fort." Hendri laughing. "But the fortress that the cave chooses will not change if we are not bloodless. The cave will only be in your stronghold or Grandpa's. Yaudah if that cave closes. The cell phone again."

Zaim stared at the screen of his phone which showed the duration of his phone with Hendri. Weirdo? Yes, if only Hendri did not slip a loose laugh in he said he did not promise to call Zaim at a later time. Zaim had been hit by doubt before finally steady sent one of his robots to calm his feelings are not clear. But Zaim's intention was no longer a priority when the phone calls from the people he had been waiting for all day came.

"Hello. Good morning, Mr. Zaim." The voice of a woman who is none other than the hereditary WO of the Zaim family sounds so friendly. "I want to infoin if the dress for photoshoot prewed Mbak Yesenia has finished being overhauled. But I'm sorry, sir, your clothes are still in process."

"Old kok?"

"What percentage of the process?"

"Twenty-five percent, sir."

"It's only seven percent up in a week. Yaudah is okay."

WO sounded a sigh of relief. "Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Zaim. Continue to want Mbak Yesenia who fittings first or want to wait for the clothes of the Father so only?"

"Wait for my shirt to be."

"Okay, sir, I'm noted. If it's nyicil fittings dress akad same reception first how, sir? About when did Father and Mother Yesenia have time?"

"That's what you're talking about directly. I'm adjusting it."

"Good, Sir. Thank you for your time. Then good job, sir."

"Thank you back." Zaim hangs up the phone while making fun. "Finally, I can have you all."

...•▪•▪•▪•▪•...

The second week in June was dubbed the biggest week. After the news about Muezza which suddenly closed at the beginning of the week, now comes another news in the middle of the week that is no less frenetic. The long-time fugitive shooter has finally been caught. But the identity of the suspect was kept secret at the request of someone. Law enforcement officials also agree that the person has been instrumental in ending the permanence of residents, especially residents of the Medina Complex.

The road around the Medina Complex was immediately marked by traffic jams as residents flocked back to their luxury residences shortly after the news was released. The Medina complex that became TKP* shooting was forced to close for the safety of its residents, as well as small and large businesses around it. Finally, the residents of the Medina Complex were forced to hitchhike at relatives' houses or hotels. But now the Medina Complex is back to normal. And to celebrate that, there was a big thanksgiving.

*The Place of Genesis Matters.

Not to forget Zaim was also present at the ceremony. The residents of the elite complex looked wrong because they could see and chat directly with the richest people in South Jakarta. And it doesn't feel like time is approaching midnight. After helping to lift the tables, lower the tent and roll the ambal, Zaim also said goodbye to the residents of the Complex Medina, Ushi, and Nia. While wearing the seat belt, Zaim asked about their WO proposal for fitting the wardrobe and reception.

"WOnya said he's already called you but you remember to give me an answer."

Nia simply nodded in response to Zaim.

"Why, Honey? Any issues?"

"Yes" said Nia at last.

Spontaneous Zaim took off his seat belt and got out of the car. "Tell me* Darling."

*You know me, honey.

"Well, how do you say?"

"Omongin is what comes to your mind right now."

Nia nodded again. "I want our marriage to make everyone happy. Without exception your Mother and Grandfather. And I also want them to be involved in our wedding preparations just giving opinions."

"So that means our wedding preparations are being financed first?"

"Yes. It's okay, right?"

"What the hell if you talk about it later," Zaim replied with a forced smile. "Judah I tried to talk to Grandpa. But the power took a long time. Ka–"

"Don't be long," interrupted Nia. "We just need to make a proper effort. If they are upset, do not want to be forced. I also don't want them to be happy because of coercion."

Hearing that, Zaim's smile that originally looked stiff immediately seemed loose after-after.

"We still have plenty of time. But if I pass makeup school they do not want to give blessing also yaudah. We're married." Nia was silent for quite a while. "There's still a man who can be a witness to our marriage."

"Him? You mean your stepmother?"

Nia again responded to Zaim with a nod.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes," Nia replied at last. "But Denar can also be a witness. I'm gonna start improving their relationship."

Zaim hugged Nia. "But don't impose yourself, baby. There's me. So don't hesitate for your sadness, your fear and whatever it is that makes you uncomfortable with me."

"Yes, thank you."

"We can certainly pass whatever test God loves. We just need to be patient and consistent in choosing the right path. Yea?" Zaim kissed Nia's forehead repeatedly. "I love you."