Office Hour
Honeymoon Package

“Ha? How's Mas?” I asked while frowning as I met the Receptionist at the Front Desk.

“Hm..” Si Mas-Mas Receptionist just smiled wryly to show his apology to me, “So, the reservation section just contacted me that for the availability of rooms on the order of Mr. Dimas we diverted to another unit, because suddenly most of the rooms in our hotel are rented by guests from the State palace,”

“Guests from the Palace of the Country who brought this many people? Arab Prince?!” I'm just insinuating.

“Betul Pak, from Dubai to be exact,”

“Heh? Seriously Mas?”

Mas Receptionist nodded, “We are also surprised Sir, Mr. Dimas must know after the holidays, they can bring the whole family, 4 wives, not children of his wives, he said, not yet uncle of uncle of brother-in-law of his neighbor.”.

“Not the helpers,”

“That's right Mr. Dimas,” hiss si Mas Receptionis, “What's left in our room is only the Honeymoon Suite type. But we will free extrabednya,”

“Honeymoon..suite?”

“Originally the price is three times that of the room that Mr. Dimas ordered, but we charge the cost of the single room Pak, besides there is another 40% discount as a compliment from us,”

I counted.

The fall will be more efficient, but we are here the cost of the office because of the fall of the Service. What happens if Mr David Huang as Personnel and General Director sees the bill for our hotel room labeled ‘Honeymoon Suite’?!

“Kwitansinya later can be tricked no, no writing Honeymoon Suitenya?”

“Aduh, can not pack if that one, the fall violation in our hotel rules,”

“Dimas! Very long anyway? I'm so sorry!” exclaim Bu Meilinda from the end of the lobby. She screamed in the middle of the hotel.

“Can we book another hotel, sir? The price we equal with our last offer,”

“The customer asked here, there is an interest because,” I said, because Gunawan is predicted to be in this hotel, according to the GPS that we hacked. The problem is we don't know which room he is in.

“Whichever room is Dimaaaas, the important thing is not to sleep in the pool!” exclaim Bu Meilinda again.

“Bawel...” gruntuku, “Ya is already a honeymoon suite, the important thing is not to sleep in the pool,” Forced me to pay using my savings rather than later receiptnya insinuated office people!

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And look at the change in look on his face as we arrive at the sacred room.

“Goshaaaaaa Dimaaaaas?! I'm so suspicious I'll be in-anything with you!” he looked at me with raised eyebrows and looked extremely shocked.

“Not vice versa ma'am? A creature that looks like me if you want to say a girl already from the first time!” my nag.

“Well this why the title of the Gini Honeymoon Package?!”

“This is the only room left, the others have been booked by Prince Dubai!”

“What did you order yesterday?”

“This is beyond prediction, we can also be compliment, kok..”.

“Dimas, the bathroom is just glass! Do not use the wall without curtains!”

“Yes that's why I don't be weird at WC! Later my bed will senderin there to make nutupin! Ribet...” grumbling. “Saying which room is important is not sleeping in the pool.” my mouth is slipping.

And guess what my life was last night with him.

I had to get out of the room at 10pm because he wanted to soak in the bathroom.

And usually if the girl is in the bath again, the activity will take hours.

Pas I asked her step-step, she said it , “Kan has not yet shaved, has not stretched, has not exfoliated dead skin lift, discharged it scrub, soap, new deh soak,”

I also listened lazily, “His soak why?” i wonder.

“Hair should be in the hairdryer until dry, wear a hair mask, keep face using cleanser, facial wash, masker, toner, serum, eye cream, moisturizer, lip balm, sheet mask, etc, wash the second hair from the hair mask, conditioner, dry, new deh bobok,”

Can I ask for a word repetition, right? It feels like it should be noted just now. There are many words and terms I have never heard of.

I imagine if Ms. Meilinda got lost in the wilderness without her makeup kit, she might be very frustrated.

I feel like my mother only uses soap to wash her face everyday, why Bu Meilinda ritual tools can be store-bought all the hell...

So astounding...

The atmosphere of the lobby that night was quite crowded. Many middle eastern people are beautiful, handsome filled with restaurants and lobbies.

And I sat in one of the restaurants that was quite crowded while ordering coffee. The intention, open the laptop, take care of a little work, eat a snack that seems good, an hour later back to the room.

One hour is enough for Bu Meilinda's night ritual?

It's not enough at 11 I'm back! Bodo is not finished yet.

“Mas, Mas, Mas..” a woman called me.

“Ya Mbak?”

“We can sit here, right? Everywhere is full, you see. My son ate ice cream at night,” next to him were two boys about 5-6 years, both holding ice cream scoop. Looking at me while grinning.

“Eh, no papa anyway, join me,” I said while shifting to the side.

“ Asik! Thanks to you Mas. Say thanks to Om!”

“Still Om,” said the boy while sitting in front of me.

“How come you eat ice cream all night? Like no other day,” my question to the child who seems the most bongsor..

“Es cream here is famous for being delicious, right I can show off at hehehehe status,”

“Yes but kasian mom you have to ngantri,” hisisku.

“I wanted to come here myself, but Mama wanted to follow,”

“It is not possible to also leave a child your age to walk alone times,”

“I can be alone, but Mama is too operprotectip,”

I'm silent.

A child of this age has been fluent in talking and can-can he say his mother is over-protective.

“Whose name are you?”

“Romeo,”

“Romanof,” error his mother.

“I prefer the name Romeo, easier said,”

“Romeo's name has been made for the character of Aunt Author in another novel,”

“Aug aja Aante Author not creative choose a name,”

“Whose are you?” I switched to his sister.

“Iky,” said short.

“The name is Rizky, Mas. But he's still lispy, hehe,” said the sweet-veiled Mbak.

“Keep the Baby?”

“This is Raka,” said the Mbak.

“Whose name is it?”

“My name is Mitha, hehehe,”

“I Dimas, Ma'am,”

We nod each other's heads in a sign of respect, because it seems he doesn't want to come into contact with men.

“Again on holiday?” I closed my laptop. Let's talk instead of work.

“Mumpung his father in Indonesia, I need a vacation,” Mitha giggled

“Indeed husband work where?”

“Jumping countries Mas, sometimes in Russia, sometimes in America, just want aja company,”

“The name also works yes mbak,”

“Yes yes Mas, from the kitchen rose, hehe,” Mitha mouthwashed Romanof a.k.a Romeo who shot ice cream with tissue. “I used to work in the same office, but different divisions with my husband. Yes I know what the pressure is like, so yes now I understand if you know what he said: tomorrow I go to Russia 6 months. Well it's common..”

Why have I heard so much lately about this country.

“Indeed husband now works where Mbak?”

“My husband works at his subsidiary Garnet Group Russian Branch, Mas. In diamond mine parts in Yakutsk,”

I froze.

“I... also people Garnet Mbak. Garnet Bank,” hisisku carefully. But this chest is rumbling. Like a red thread in front of my eyes.

“Walah! Same with us! I was at the GSA, Mom. But resign after I'm pregnant,”

It's also great that this little girl works at the GSA.

“Whose husband's name? Who knows I know..” duh nausea be me.

“My husband's name is Gunawan. Gunawan. Recognize Mas?”