OB BELONGS TO THE CEO
EXTRA PART: WEATHERED BACHELOR
Risna and Gilang are still talking at home where people enjoy fresh fruit ice around the complex of his house. A thorough and broad look at their past relationships and how they will be going.
“You asked me what the hell Lang..?” Tanya Risna softened.
“Nothing anyway. Just ask for help, if we meet again. Pliis keep your distance, I don't want my future wife to misunderstand.” Pinta Gilang gently.
“Hah.. instead you love each other. Time wavers instantly just because we hug each other and just kiss. Score you, Lang.” said Risna relaxed while sipping young coconut ice order.
“This Indonesia, Na. Not London. After all, it is not our relationship that will falter, Na. But it will make your own image will be bad. Who knows when you do that, your soul mate passes by. Back away at him.”
“Gilang. The way you care for me like this makes it hard for me to move on from you.” Gilang did not want to continue the conversation.
“Oh yes.. about the proposal earlier, you have not even had time to accept it. You sure you have no regrets and are not afraid to be angered by your boss, reject our company offer?”
“Salah herself playing that sosor, I'm emotional Na.”
“You don't think I'm emotion watching you, until I jump.”
“Norak you Na.”
“The proposal is still in the car. If you don't accept it and tell your boss, then you're already going to deprive me of my livelihood.”
“Where?”
“Papaku company went bankrupt Lang. Mama was tricked by her naughty brondongs. And now I go straight to work to support the family economy. Being able to get the position of head of marketing at Gemini Corps is a blessing to me, our proposal has even been almost 3 months in the MK company. The farm is for cooperation. And, if this time, even the proposal did not reach the hands of his courier though. Maybe I'll lose my post.” Papar Risna is serious.
“You're not writing freely right, Na?” guess Gilangseeking luck on the face of the woman he once loved.
“You think I'm trying to score 9 on Indonesian lessons.?”.
”Alright.. go home this proposal I'll take. But I don't dare make sure the cooperation is goal yas, Na.” Millipede.
“Iya.. thank you yes Lang.” Risna was happy. Then the two went back down the road to return to Gilang's house to go home.
“From anywhere you” Todong Gilang's restless mother has since realized Gilang went with Risna.
“Solve the problem bu.” Reply Gilang who in his hand already holds the proposal file from Risna.
“Thank God. If both of you're problems are over. I'm asking you to explain to Gita. But I'm not pushy, just suggest, if you really still want her to be your wife.” Said Gilang's mother with a sharp look at Risna.
“Iya ma'am, this is Gilang pamit yes..want to Kost neng Gita. Assalamualaikum.” Gilang took his motorbike in the parking lot and left Risna who is still seen standing on the porch of Gilang's house.
“Walaikumsallam.” Replied Gilang's mother greeted her son who immediately left the house without caring about Risna who was still sculpting.
“ibu... can Risna talk?” Ask Risna slowly.
Magrib was almost there, Gilang chose to stop at the nearest mosque with his current position. Before arriving at the Gita. It has become a habit of Gilang not to leave prayer as a means of worship as well as a place to share his composure, when the forehead touches the prayer mat.
Gilang has arrived at the Gita boarding house, but does not find his girlfriend there. He only met Ninik.
“Nik... Neng Gita is there?”
“There, but I'm confused Lang. Just told me, if you say he doesn't exist?”
“Then why did you say there was?”
“It's so weird, why Gita asked me to lie. Continue to do what I cape-cape praying if I have to lie to you.”
“Alhamdulilah, O Allah still meet people as good as you Nik. Thanks yes.”
“You guys why the hell, back home office I found him sleeping on your prayer mat there is a problem?” Tanya Ninik wanted to know.
“Iya.. There was an ex I came home, So he was in shock.”
“Hmm.. sorry yes Lang. I can't get far into your trouble. And I'm sorry, but it's been picked up by Reno, wanted to see her mother in the hospital. You are in aja.” Ninik's orders to Gilang.
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Gilang knocked on the door of Gita's room somewhat hesitantly, with a roar of heart that is not good, for the first time Gilang entered the Gita boarding house and even knocked on the bed kamr his future wife.
“No need to talk about A’a. Neng ain't nothing from him.”
“What the hell is it?”
“A’a also still love him right?”
“Neng not good talking gini, out oruh.”
“Ga.. A’a go home. Neng needs time alone.”
“Don't rich little kids, we already want to marry Neng.”
“With him also kan.”
“Ya ga so .. dengerin first neng.”
I'm from here.”
“Neng.. pliiis don't gini. A’a ga can be explained if neng kayak gini.”
“Back home. I want to rethink everything. My heart is tired.”
“Good. A’a love when angry, disappointed or upset. Without giving A’a opportunity explain first. Don't think for long, neng. Because, if over time a’a afraid we both will become weathered bujang together.”
“Ga need gombal ..” Gita still feel at home locked herself in the room. Gita is afraid to come out. He was afraid to melt with all the appeals of Gilang who would always be able to melt his heart.
“Who's a tombal. Allah only knows a’a his love is just the same nengGi. Ask aja..”
“Many bacots lu.” Rough Gita holds her Ge-eR taste in there.
“Neng.. a’a go home first yes. Tomorrow's work a’a pick up. Assalamualaikum.” Pamit Gilang stepped out of the room. Too lazy to convince a real girl is in an emotional state. Being patient and letting things clear first might be the best option for Gilang at this time.
"Mosell." Gita replied in a soft voice without being heard by Gilang.
Gita settles out of the room making sure Gilang is right no longer in his boarding house.
“DDUUUAAARRR” Siska accrues a Gita that looks more like a burrow out of his own room.
“Yes Allah... SISKAA..!!!” Gita is angry.
“You why come out of your own room already like aja, why?”
“Fear still no A’a Gilang, Sis.”
“Oh... why?”
“We are marahan.”
“Hmm Answer Siska plate.
“Sis... You are now a fortune teller huh?”
“Your head fortune teller. Tell me the same time I told you, Risna is just his past.” Siska answered while peeling the apples for her snack.
“Kok a’a story to you first anyway Sis?”
“Lho... said you also already know about Risna.” Siska.
“Iya.. taunya from mother only. Kalo Risna was her ex's name a’a. But ga said also if his ex still likes to nguber him to the house, the indentation of chips. Sebel I tuh.” Rutu Gita on Siska.”
Seriate…
Thanks to those who are still loyal.
This extra part is puanjang.
But if you open a new stall is also a responsibility. So. sorry to keep on let yeee.
Lope make all the things