Other Dream Women
Chapters 11. Forgetting to Promise

Smile in the lips Clouds when looking at the beautiful woman in front of him. After his reunion with the woman at the minimarket cashier, Awan invited him to lunch at the Padang restaurant which is also not far from the headquarters.

Crazy .... The closer I get to seeing this woman, the more beautiful she feels. Her face was smooth, her skin was pure white and her make-up also looked glamorous. Clearly, this woman was from the upper class.

"One more time I say thank you very much. I don't know what would have happened if I hadn't met you. I'm so embarrassed."

Unlike yesterday where the woman looked fierce because she had said in a high tone in front of the Clouds, today the woman looks much calmer. He has expressed his gratitude to the clouds many times.

Clouds smile sweetly, as sweet as Javanese sugar. "That's it, Ma'am, no need to say that anymore. It feels like you've said too much thanks."

"But I was also really surprised, Mas could-can my wallet left in the office," the woman's great-grandson as well.

"So, it's okay." The clouds extended their hands. "It seems we haven't had time to get acquainted. I Awan, the owner of PT N3P," said Awan introduced himself.

The woman welcomed the Awan's hand. "I'm Mega, Mas. Finance at PT Perkasa Abadi. So this is the owner of the expedition across the street?"

The clouds nodded their heads. "It's so thick. I'm the owner of that expedition."

Mega smiled widely. It was unexpected if it could meet the owner of the biggest expedition in the city. "It's a gift I can meet you, Mas. Oh yes, by the way your expedition is very unique name. What does N3P mean?"

"N3P means Ngalor Ngidul Ngider Package, Ma'am. Yes the activities of the couriers where they carry packages everywhere" said Awan as he chuckled. The laugh was what was contagious until Mega also chuckled.

"Hahahaha but really unique loh Mas. Maybe I'll never know the extension of N3P if it's not told directly by the owner."

"Yes, in this day and age we do have to be unique in order to be remembered by many people." The clouds sipped his orange juice and then he continued his chatter. "Well, where is your office? It seems I'm still so unfamiliar with that PT name."

"For the office, it's probably about three kilometers from here. My office is still new, because I was in Jakarta."

"Indeed in what field is PT Mbak?"

"Contractor and property."

The clouds listened carefully to Mega's story. The man nodded his head and began to talk intensely about the work of the two. To the point of making Awan forget the promise he had made to his two daughters to pick them up.

"Can you come by me sometime at work mbak Mega? Want to see, how the company engaged in the property."

"Of course I can. If you have time please stop by."

"Oh yes Ma'am, may I ask you two things?"

Mega's forehead is slightly wrinkled. "What is Mas?"

"Mobile number mbak Mega and I ask us not to be too formal like this. Just like friends who've known each other for a long time."

Mega chuckles until it shows a row of white teeth. "It could be that we're just acting normal. But for mobile numbers is not excessive?"

"Excessive how Mommy? Nothing is wrong, right?"

Mega was back laughing. "Later your wife gets jealous if we communicate via cell phone."

"Vaaahhhh ... You don't have to worry about that. Everything can be arranged."

In the end, the two exchanged cell phone numbers. The rays of happiness are clearly visible on the face of the clouds. Just like a fisherman who managed to get a fish.

***

One by one, the students who were in the Playgroup where Alina and Malika were located began to leave the school area. The little disciples had already been picked up by each of their parents. Until the atmosphere of the school that previously seemed so crowded with boisterous laughter of children, now turned into deserted. Only a few people live in this place.

Malika the little girl had her face bent. After getting tired of trying all the games in the yard, he chose to sit on the grass. An annoyed look was also clearly visible on his face. His face was bent with pursed lips. As if to describe the disappointment of having waited too long for the father.

"Wait a minute on the deck. Maybe Dad's still on the road. Let's just wait."

Although he also felt a little disappointed because the father did not come, but Alina must be able to win the sister. He didn't want to make his brother out of control. It could be that Malika suddenly tantrum because it was so long waiting for the arrival of the father.

"Are you going to break your promise, brother? This morning I promised I wouldn't be late to pick us up. But until now, I haven't come."

Alina could not answer anything anymore. The little girl had run out of answers to respond to the question of her sister. He also got confused looking for the answer.

A thirty-five-year-old woman came out of the teacher's room. He went around every corner to get to the parking lot. But just as he was about to step foot toward the parking lot, he stopped his footsteps. He turned to the side, seeing his two students still look relaxed on the green grass.

"Loh, Alina, Malika, why are you still here? You guys haven't been picked up?" ask one of the teachers named Laila. He glanced at the digital clock on his mobile phone, it was two hours more Alina and Malika's parents were late to pick up.

"Not yet Master. Alina and Adek are still waiting for Dad. But until now has not arrived" said Alina explained.

Laila rushed to find Cahya's contact number. He wanted to contact the parents of his students to find out where they were so as to forget to pick up his daughters.

***

"Kok tumben ya ma'am this hour mas Awan and the children have not reached home? It's been two hours more than the children's home schedule at school."

Cahya walked back and forth in front of the terrace. The woman's view was not separated from the yard waiting for the return of her husband and children. Anxious look also decorate Cahya's face. Anxious because until now her husband and children have not arrived.

"Is it possible that the Clouds take the kids for a walk or lunch first Ay? Until now they have not arrived at home?" marni expressed her opinion.

Cahya took the phone from inside her shirt pocket. He tried to contact his husband. But only disappointment that he found after the phone Cloud could not be contacted.

"Mas Awan's phone is inactive Ma'am. Where are they, Mom? If it's just a long lunch like this?" lirih Cahya was getting anxious half to death.

Cahya was suddenly aghast when the phone in her hand rang instantly. The woman reads the name of the contact on the screen. He frowned when the name of one of the teachers at the school his two children contacted him.

"Assalamu'alaikum bu Laila."

"Waalaikumsalam Mother. Sorry, where is Mommy? How come you haven't picked up the kids yet? The kids are still at Bun school."

Both of Cahya's eyeballs are fully rounded. "Astaghfirullah ... So my husband hasn't picked them up yet?"

"Not yet, Mother. I hope Mother will come here soon. Poor kids it looks like they're already exhausted."

"Good, good Mom. I'll pick them up soon. Please wait for me to arrive, ma'am."

Cahya put the phone back in the pocket of the game he was wearing. The woman looks rushed which makes Marni confused.

"What's up, son?"

"Kids Ma'am. The kids are still at school. It turns out that Mas Awan hasn't picked them up yet!"

"Astaghfirullahalazim..," said Marni while stroking the chest.

.

.

.