Neighbor's Blanket
Chapter 45

Entering the branch office building, I walked behind Mas Agam.

It seems that all employees greet politely and respectfully to the subsidiary owner of this company.

And some women seemed to whisper to each other with sparkling eyes as they stared at Mas Agam. I think I know what they're whispering about Mas Agam.

Seeing from the look of their faces and gazes, it was clear that they admired the figure of Mas Agam.

With the posture and face, and a million charms possessed by Mas Agam, it is no wonder that the women are almost without blinking staring at Mas Agam. The man is indeed almost perfect if in physical value. Even his flat and cold expression was unable to cover up his perfection. It gives a masculine impression.

"Please enter Mr. Agam, Mr. Airlangga and the others are waiting inside." Said a woman who opened the door for us.

Mas Agam only nodded briefly and rushed inside.

"Thank you," I said to the woman before rushing in to catch up with Mas Agam.

"Sorry we're a little late." Mas Agam said to everyone in the room.

I carved a smile on them while bowing my head to say hello.

Mr. Airlangga looked at me expressionlessly. The man who was more than half a century old then told me and Mas Agam to join.

The meeting began, the discussion led to plans to move the central company to Jakarta and about new projects handled by central companies and branch companies.

I read and write down the important points.

Mr. Airlangga finally ended the meeting after almost 2 hours we were in this room.

One by one they started out of the meeting room, now it was just the two of us and Mr. Airlangga in this room.

"So how's Gam.? Have you made your decision.?" Mr. Airlangga stared with sharp eyes. His caravan was so calm.

"Hmm, I agree to hold the company's center in Bandung." Answer Mas Agam flat.

"Papa didn't talk about it. If the problem of holding the company should be you who manage because you're the only heir to the company." Said Mr. Airlangga.

"Papa talks about Arumi . 2 months from school. Both of his parents agreed."

I frowned at the words of Mr. Airlangga who mentioned the name of the woman. I don't know why I immediately understood where Mr. Airlangga was talking.

"Well, I don't want to talk about that right now." Firmly Mas Agam without degrading the self-esteem of Mr. Airlangga in front of me. Karna Mas Agam stared in the shade.

"If not now, then when again.?"

"you always avoid whenever Papa talks about Arumi." Mr. Airlangga's tone slightly rose.

"Let's talk about it again. I have to go to work" Mas Agam ended the conversation. He glanced at me as if giving a cue to get out of this room.

"Games.! Papa hasn't finished talking.!" Firmly Mr. Airlangga with increasingly sharp gaze.

"In two months you have to propose to Arumi.!" Exclaims.

Since I had been holding back the anxiety, now after hearing the orders of Mr. Airlangga who told Mas Agam to propose to women playing Arumi, my anxiety became more and more. There is even pain that begins to lurk in the chest.

"That's the.!" Tegur Mas Agam firmly. He immediately glanced at me and our eyes clashed.

I carved out a thin smile that was forced.

"Sorry sir, then I'll leave first." In the end, I said Mr. Airlangga to get out of the meeting room.

"Excuse me Mr. Agam, I'll wait outside." I re-carved a smile on him and rushed out with the file in my hand.

Sitting not far from the meeting room, I was like a body that lost its life. Looking at the distant eyes, the pain widened over the chest.

I was asked to propose to someone. Imagining it made my heart throb with pain. It seems that I am jealous and not willing to see Mas Agam with another woman.

...*****...

I am currently in a working room dedicated to Mas Agam while we are in Jakarta.

Since coming out of the meeting room, Mas Agam did not say much. He just came up to me and took me to this room.

I also did not open a chat about his personal problems, although actually very curious about Mas Agam's decision about Mr. Airlangga's request.

Me and Mas Agam are busy working on their laptops. We only talk once in a while, and then we talk about work.

2 Hours passed, Mas Agam invited me to leave the room because it was time to go home.

"We go straight to the hotel, yeah, I cape." Said Mas Agam who looked frustrated. I nodded and followed his footsteps.

Our steps stopped in front of the elevator, along with that, Mr. Airlangga also walked towards the elevator.

I greeted him and smiled kindly. Mr. Airlangga replied with a nod and threw a thin smile back.

"Think well of Papa's words. Don't take too long to make a decision." He said while patting slowly the shoulders of Mas Agam. At that time I also saw the look on Mas Agam's face that was increasingly frustrated. The man only sighed heavily and nodded small.

...*****...

"He wants to book a room, Mas," said I who immediately walked towards the receptionist of the hotel without waiting for approval from Mas Agam.

Because of hearing Mas Agam and Pak Airlangga chat about a woman named Arumi, I so thought not to stay one room with Mas Agam.

"Don't fuck around, Bia." Tegur Mas Agam. He blocked my wrist and took me away from the reception desk.

"I can't go to the same room as Mas Agam. Moreover,,,

"Why.?" Cut the Mas Agam fast.

"Why did you suddenly change your mind.? Didn't you agree we had one room.?" Mas Agam poked at me with a question while staring in full search.

"What's because of Papa's chat at the office.?" Guess it. I did not answer, but lowered my head because I did not dare to look at Mas Agam.

I'm sure the man already knows the answer even if I don't make a sound.

"Don't think I'm not going to propose to any woman."

"You must know the woman I want." Said shady. It made me dare to look at Mas Agam. Apparently the man was looking at me with a deep gaze full of love.

Of course, the pain and jealousy that had enveloped the chest, instantly disappeared just like that after hearing the words and eyes of Mas Agam.

I immediately slammed into his arms. No matter my status. What is clear is that right now I have the same feelings as Mas Agam.

"His arms continue in the room." Bisik Mas Agam who then released my embrace.

Your face immediately blushed, ashamed of Mas Agam as well as at people who were passing there because they embraced Mas Agam in front of others.

...****...

...Tomorrow's holiday up....