My Mate is Delayed
15. Feeling Harmed

"where are the car keys ?" Arga who had delivered the mother to a private driver they returned to meet Tasha who had put Linda's groceries in her car.

Tasha who felt familiar with that voice she had recently known was looking for a voice not far from her.

"want what om" look at him and approach Arga who is already at the door of Tasha's car.

Arga who did not heed Tasha took the keys to the car in her hand and then got into Tasha's car and sat on the driver's seat.

After earlier they drove Linda to her boarding house, which now left only the two of them in the car. There was only a sound of breath that was connected to indicate that there were residents in the car but did not say hello or speak.

*

Tasha, who was just getting ready to go to the office, was still in her room. He paused a little of his intention to come down because the weather outside was raining. He saw a clock on the wall of the room that showed this was still very early in the morning.

"It's still 6 in the morning. The office was still quiet" he murmured to speak for himself.

"Hemm's mother and son differ greatly in their attitudes" Tasha recalled about her accidental encounter with Herni and Arga.

Tasha picked up her flat object that was still in her room, and opened the gallery on it.

"om-om don't do it. So he just want to get married now" he saw their engagement photo sent by the mother on her.

"What will my marriage be with this old man. Definitely not exciting, funny, cold, quiet, not rame, know it's just okay ya aja definitely krik-krik" his lips that were still flailing forward nagged looking at Arga's face which was flat-furned.

Tasha had gotten off the mound of stairs because the clock had already shown that she had to leave for work. Still in the middle of the stairs Tasha caught someone who was at her family's dining table along with her parents.

"Old om-om this early is home. Do you want to ride a meal yes" he looked cynically towards Arga who was eating breakfast with Erik and Lita. After last night Arga drove Tasha home. Arga did not linger in the residence of Erik and Lita, because they were asleep.

"Ma pa good morning." Tasha pulled up the chair next to the mother and stared at the cynical Arga.

"Bag darling. Sha, Arga is not greeted" the mother scolded her daughter.

Tasha's sharp gaze pointed at Arga who was in front of her.

"Hi" with a forced tone Tasha attached a forced smile with her greeting.

"Sha. Don't be so polite" whispered the mother.

"Yes ma" Tasha looked at Arga who was pretending not to hear the mother's conversation and the child just pretended not to hear and returned a smile to Tasha.

"Arga came here at Papa Tasha's request. Did you make her a prawedding photo today?"

Arga just stared at Tasha who was eating a piece of sandwich.

"So pa, but afternoon pa. Back home from work" Tasha who rushed after eating a sandwich cut and sipped a glass of milk rose up. Not to forget Tasha also wiped her lips using a tissue.

"Pa ma Tasha departs now yes" while greeting the mother and papa, Tasha rose from her seat because lazy linger surely her parents will talk a lot about the preparation of their marriage.

"Sha, go with Arga. Later all your photoshoots" Tasha who had grown up wanted to go immediately turned her body to hear the words of the father.

Stare at the pages of Arga's face that had not spoken earlier.

Tasha who had already inhaled his coarse breath tried to neutralize him.

"Road now om" Erik and Lita looked at each other to hear Tasha calling Arga as om.

Quickly Arga got up from her sitting "Om aunt we went first. Excuse me" while greeting Erik and Lita who are still fixated on the call that Tasha pinned to Arga.

"Pa, didn't you hear Tasha call Arga by the name of om"

"Still recently ma. They are also not very familiar and have to adapt"

*

Inside Tasha's car sitting next to Arga was agitated. Like a stranger who must be placed in the same place.

Tasha who felt awkward glanced at Arga who was just acting calm.

Hemm Tasha cleared his throat to dispel the silence. But Arga still drives the strings of his car with focus without caring for Tasha.

"Will this wedding be done" Tasha who tried to open a conversation with Arga but her gaze continued outwards staring at the rainwater that fell into the windows of Arga's car.

Arga who did not heed was as if he had not heard Tasha's ravings on him.

Tasha who is like not considered his existence in one car with Arga was starting to lose his guard.

"Om happy to be in a match with me" the lyrics to Arga that do not seem to make Tasha exist.

Arga began to glance at her bead eyes at Tasha who was next to where she was driving her car.

"Snick can be silent. I'm lazy to talk about the unimportant"

"Om I beg you, cancel this match" Tasha directed her body to face Arga.

"You're the only one doing it. If it works, I'll give you whatever you want"

"Om if I could, I wouldn't ask om for help either. I may dispute this matchmaking with mom and dad"

"You think I can also argue this matchmaking with my mama. You think you're the one here who's feeling wronged" Arga, who wasn't staring back at Tasha, but this time she opened her voice and looked at Tasha that not only was she the one who felt compelled by their matchmaking.

Tasha took her heavy breaths as if she was in a tiring situation.

"Om we have to make a plan"

"I've pressed it, if you have a plan do it. If it works I'll pay your services for doing it"

Tasha was dead-end, she who had resigned also began to shrink. "Where could I. Ahhhh" Tasha is looking over her shirt which is already upset by the situation that remembers their imminent marriage.

Tasha and Arga who are still in mind each do not feel the car driven by Arga has arrived in the office lobby where Tasha works who have passed the examination of officers in the company.

Tasha who was still silent did not realize that Arga who was ready would drive back his car.

"Sinny boy, you still want to be here or want to go to work" Tasha's unwilling hand is still daydreaming.

"Haa has arrived" her bead circulates towards her office.

"I'll pick you up at 5 p.m. So don't make me wait for you"

Tasha who had released her seatbelt was staring lazily at Arga who was too arrogant.

"Not picked up is no problem either. Wekkkk" Tasha was ready to come out and slam the door of Arga's car so hard.