Office Hour
Arguing Again

And this morning, when it was a bright Sunday, I woke up feeling bad and bad.

I don't know why...

I'm the mood of the person, but today I feel like I'm upset.

I was told that today was the last fitting and maturation of the event, and I can't back down anymore.

I want to back off.

Because it's too sacred... I don't fit into commitment. Even though I choose to commit, I really doubt if I can commit.

Especially when I see the number of invited guests. 2,500 invitations, that means more than 5,000 guests. Catering is available for 6,000 guests.

I was hoping for a simple little event, with an outdoor theme in the middle of the forest like the recipe of Bella and Edward in the film Twilight.

And guests...

Holy hooch!

All state offices. They even invited ministers and public figures from several countries.

Die me!

All of this was prepared during the round trip, and I was rarely involved. Anyway know it's all set up. Between good and bad, I feel like a doll.

Most of the guests were Mr. Sebastian and Mr. Hans, Mr. Sebastian did not even have a reception when married, so he spilled his obsession at my wedding!!

Right now he squinted his eyes at me snidely while chewing my mother's nape.

Why is everything here this morning? My mom's house is slowly becoming a kind of basecamp for her gang... Like their past. There was Mr. Farid and Mr. Malik Adara also who was Milady's father. Less than one person, they nicknamed him Jago he said again in Dubai, but it is not impossible in the near future he will also join.

"Want to marry, dong spirit! How tangled" said Mr. Malik Adara while massaging my shoulder.

"He has jiper first stretched my invitation" said Mr. Sebastian.

Right target a crushing blow.

"Don't make another person's marriage an obsession as a personal marriage dong! Tell me to play with secrets!" grumbling.

"Pas wants to plan a reception, Lady is already pregnant. Yes Cancel.." he quibbled.

"No papa time reception pas pregnant young. The balloon looks big. Say shame on age." I grumbled again. He was silent. I think I was on target too.

"Review if you don't get married" he threatened later.

"Damf... If you want to have a party, there's still Trevor! Tell him to marry me,"

"Wait for Trevor to get married when?! I could have been on the ground, she just got married!"

"Ayooo iki loh friedengan e wis mateeng.." my mother calmly put a plate of fried bananas on the table between us.

We ended our discussion and sat quietly again. Mr. Sebastian went back to chewing the rice, I focused on the fried food.

"Morning rame yooo, I yo sueneng kalo on sowan neng kene. About e Dimas karo Bram ra ever fight, dadine more often deserted. hehehe." my mother grinned.

I grunt.

This mother... Has he been lonely all this time?

Well I'm the same Bram rarely go home anyway if more work in the office. But he never complained, so we thought he was fine. I glanced at Bram who was at the end of the kitchen again frying a banana. He was looking at me too.

We both felt guilty.

"There will soon be Selena, there will be grandchildren, ma'am! It's not empty anymore!" sahut Pak Farid percaya.

"And there's us! We'll be here often! Is that Yan!?" sahut Pak Adara's.

Mr. Sebastian was stroking his beard while squinting. He combed the whole room.

"Boss, don't think this renov is for the executive club, yes, no extreme absurd actions, maintain the authenticity of the Bu Lastri House," I threw a fried banana crumb at him.

He looked at me with his signature 'why he could know' look.

Then I heard greetings from the living room.

The Coming Ladies.

Preceded with Milady who entered the dining room gracefully and made us sigh in peace.

"Dad, later in the day we fit well, reception. It's been his shirt, tuh," Milady said to Mr. Malik. Then he came up to me and kissed me on the forehead. As well as grabbing my side fried banana and sitting on my lap.

Well he used to do that a lot. Also if I go to Trevor's office, but now? In front of her husband? It looks so good that...

"The new captain has been fighting," my god, is pleased to see Mr. Sebastian's grim face.

"He's craving again" said Mr. Sebastian.

"This has nothing to do with my cravings, your annoying behavior" Milady said.

"Agree," my dream.

Meilinda entered with Selena while carrying some clothes.

"For mom, it's already. Well tried ma'am," said Meilinda while handing over some brocade stels to my mother. My mother's eyes looked sparkling and enthusiastic.

"Woh.. Tenan iki nduuuk! Don't try yo!!" he rushed into the room.

"What time do you want to go, baby?" ask Meli to me.

Hm...

He wears a suit that is often in haute couture reviews.

Sexy, Beautiful, Elegant.

Makes me...

"Gosh" grunted Milady as she got up and approached Meilinda. Then push my beloved to be close to me. Well obviously he immediately stood up, because sitting on my lap well must have felt that early in the morning I felt eager to be treated to a view as beautiful as Meilinda.

I dare not get up from my seat, because I only wear a boxer. Meilinda just smiled at me, she seemed happy to see me in a fuss.

A sudden slap struck my back. Selena menslapetku's wearing a tablecloth.

"Eat him, Mr. Dimas... Wake up early! Complete dress do not kayak Bolang like this, nutritious breakfast do not nyomot fried first, windfall can be annexed chicken if you wake up in the afternoon!" Malampir completes my turmoil this morning. He approached Mr. Farid and kissed his father's hand.

"Sampe when do you want to call me sir?" grunt me while stroking my sore back.

"Where is klo replaced as a kampret?" proposed Mr. Sebastian while sneering cunningly.

"May too" Selena said.

"Geez, even malampir was also liquidated with genderuwo, "sumputku, feel they are working together to bully me.

Selena chuckles.

"I'll change the call if you resign, okay?!" saith.

"You know when that is? I resigned 28 more times! Retire" I said.

"Lohs. I don't want to resign." - Meilinda. We both fell silent and looked at each other. Not staring at each other like in romantic movies, if this stares at the lightning attraction.

"One of us has to resign, the company rules. I can't resign, I have shares there. I'm the commissioner, at most,"

"Yes you can be an independent commissioner, I don't want to resign, I got the job using a somersault, when I want to leave because of marriage?!"I don't want to lose.

"Dimas, you can get into another subsidiary!" meilinda.

"Your position is a wife, so out of wedlock you work ato No, all for my pleasure."

"Well, I can't do it dong! My salary is better able to cover electricity, water, health insurance, maid salaries and more. If I resign, we'll be destitute!"

"Mel, we've agreed from the beginning that no matter what happens you come with me. This is what I was afraid of from the beginning about getting married! You're the one who wants to keep moving forward!"

"Yes we already like each other, do not want to lose, yes must be approved rather than later so the slander finally! I'm married with good intentions, too, but I don't want to arrange you! I want to walk side by side, not behind you!"

He's shaking his waist at me.

We're speechless.

Equally upset.

Neither wants to give up.

"Get in the room, there! Discussion alone," Selena pushed us both into my room.

****

Sometimes, although loving each other, the two people are not necessarily compatible with each other.

Made worse by the glaring age difference that's upside down like me.

"How do you want?" ask me without further ado.

"Well, I keep working at the bank, you can move to retail or automotive or e-commerce, it's up to you, which is obviously one of us not an office,"

I wore my white T-shirt, my jeans, my canvas shoes, and a Balenciaga jacket from Mas Bram.

"You're the one who resigned. Point. No Debate," I said short.

"Dimas! Our marriage is two weeks away, it's not the time to be stubborn and childish!" omelette Meilinda.

I looked at him coldly as I grabbed my wallet, checked the contents and left the room. I was wondering why this morning I was badmood, it turns out there wanted to happen.

"You said you'd come with me yourself. This is what I was worried about from the start, obviously now proven right? You can't live with me if you don't agree with me like this. Wife comes with husband, you make a treasure gono-gini please but for daily life, you follow me, or we do not become married." said I firmly.

I went out of the room while I was messing around. The plan wants to keep the fittings of clothes so that the event organizer committee does not carry it continuously.

"Dimas!!" exclaim Meilinda protest. He did not move from his original position.

"Well, did I leave?" sahutku.

He just growled as he finally followed me towards the car.

Along the way until the fitting of the clothes was finished, Meilinda and I kept quiet.

His eyes look teary.

Finally the afternoon, on the way home, after half an hour I buried, I returned not so go home but to one of the nearest malls in South Jakarta.

Not that too.

And after parking, I grabbed his hand and grabbed it.

"Sorry, honey... I don't mean to demean you as a woman" I said. "But I just want to be a husband without being haunted by Bataragunadi's shadow. As long as you're still working there using your family stock, I'll be arranged for life with your brother. I don't like that. I have my pride, too."

He's speechless.

Then her tears fell.

And he took a deep breath.

"OK if that's what you mean... I'll resign and become an independent commissioner. But you also have to get out of there. We both let go."

I'm staring.

Then I thought.

Weighs.

Imagining my future.

If I get out of there where do I work? Not necessarily there is an office that wants to accept my harmony as it is.

And then I gave up. Because my stomach is hungry. This morning we ate fried bananas!

Should I think now, Dad?!

Have eaten first.

"Lapers. Think while walking," I said. He grins.

Then I kissed her.

She welcomed my kiss by opening her mouth and linking her tongue to my tongue.

And his fingers stroked my tanan.

In parking.

I put my lips away and whispered. "Before I get out of control, we get out of the car first, okay?!" hisisku. He was disappointed but nodded. He couldn't stand it either, so it's time to stop.