Possessive Leader
So Karam's future wife, Alya?

This morning Jesi arrived at the office with her face bent, completely bete because the barter offer on Alya was rejected outright. Alya said if his brother did not have a future wife could have been recommended to his brother Jesi, but how else all already have a candidate each. Just live and accept, believing in the creator that the destiny he outlined is the best.

Too struggling with his own thoughts, Jesi does not care about the people around him. Her brain is currently busy guessing what kind of figure her future husband. Hearing her father say if her future husband was eight years adrift with her alone has made her a foggy.

“Yes I escaped the most wanted campus got Om Om.. Big no!” his inner.

Jesi stood in front of the elevator alone. The girl was seen stomping her feet while waiting for the elevator door to open. Repeatedly Jesi blows his bangs roughly every time his brain randomly draws people twenty-eight years old.

“Good morning neng Jesi Beloved Aa Raka.” Jesi does not even realize Raka who almost embraces him if only Rama does not swiftly brush off the naughty hands of Raka who still likes to touch his future wife.

“Matchful phone!” decak Raka, “Basic possessive.”

Jesi did not even pay attention to them, she went straight into the elevator as soon as the door opened. Rama and Raka followed him.

“This is a messy boy what the hell, Wan? Tumben so diem gini.”

“Where I know.” Answer Rama flat.

“Gue thought you were making a fuss again, you were yesterday going to go with him.” Raka.

“Heh aqua glass lo why the hell?” anxious as Jesi continued to ignore him made Raka pinch the little girl's cheek.

“Aduh gebleg pain!” not Jesi who complained because of the pinch, but Raka who was rewarded by the peddle by Rama for daring to pinch his favorite juice suit.

“You guys why the hell early in the morning already storm aja?” finally Jesi made a sound.

“Bikin mood I'm getting anjlog nih.” Said Jesi with her gloomy face.

“Tales with Aa, why the mood neng Jesi beloved Aa is already anjlog aja?” as usual, Raka is always ready with her sweet words. For him it is very nice to say sweet words to Jesi that impact on the sour face of his best friend who is still indifferent and does not want to admit his feelings.

“Don't say you still haven't moved on because of meeting the ex yesterday.” Guess Rama.

“Uwow... so there's someone to meet the ex, cie..” ledek Raka.

“Udah stop don't discuss that. Make the more less mood aja.” Jesi Sayings.

When the elevator opens on the seventh floor and Raka is about to get out, Jesi asks the man not to leave until Raka finally relents and does not come out.

“Say dong if you still miss Aa.”

Jesi looked at Raka and Rama alternately, both of them did look the same age. Actually it is important not to ask these two, but rather than curious it is better to ask. Because from earlier Jesi still failed to guess what kind of twenty-eight-year-old man.

“What age is it?”

“Why suddenly nanyain age?”

“Nothing. Want to know aja.”

“Two nine.” Answer Raka.

“Kalo Karam how much?” the look turned on Rama.

“Twenty-eight.” Irit replied.

Jesi nods her head, “Not Bad. It turns out that twenty-eight years are not very old.”

“Gue so curious for what the hell use nanyain age all, Neng?” ask Raka. He even came out on the tenth floor.

“I want to marry you, Karak!”

“Say my future husband's father is twenty-eight years old, the difference is very much the same age I am. Eight years, so far away right?” Jesi looks sad.

Hearing Jesi call her future husband ‘om om’ makes Rama immediately choke until suddenly coughing, while Raka laughed satisfied.

“Udah Om do not cough, like grandfathers.” He whispered to Rama until the man glared at him.

“Did I stop by again? Ah but I'm a cracker crumb again. Ah the dizziness..” said Jesi, she shook her head repeatedly.

“Duh so gemes I see the aqua glass kalo again like that.” Raka Whisper.

“Ntar if eg Om Rama rejected the same juice suit say well... I wait around the corner!” coined.

“si a lan!” aspir Rama.

“Neng Jesi favorite Aa Raka. if for example later need help to stop by just contact Aa. Always ready for neng Jesi.”

“Don't say much. Back to your room!” expel Rama.

That day until the hours of work Jesi was completely different from usual, he did not talk much. He only talked as necessary until Naura had told him to go home early because she thought the chatty girl who was suddenly silent was sick.

And according to what he said this morning, before the adzan magrib Jesi was home. He actually went home as soon as work hours ended. The completion of the Maghrib prayer was congregated in accordance with his expectations again the father discussed the matter of his future husband.

“Don't be moody like that. This is all for your good.”

“Yes Jesi's father knows. Jesi has resigned, has no other choice, right?” the answer then passed back to his room.

At seven o'clock in the evening Jesi already appeared graceful by wearing a dress prepared by Sari. Her intention was to look as bad as possible so that her future husband ilfeel failed already.

“It looks like fate is really-real again not siding with me.” His grunts while looking at himself in the mirror.

Jesi tidied back the slightly messy bangs due to his own blow then let out a long sigh and smiled badly.

“Ya Allah.. Yes I have resigned, who would my soul mate. Set up how good it is.” He said before finally picking up the bag and leaving the room.

Jesi and her parents had just arrived at the restaurant where they had promised to meet. Not a new place, Jesi has even been repeatedly to this place with Burhan. Just entering the restaurant, the gloomy face of Jesi immediately sparkled because he saw Rama sitting at one of the tables. There was one hijab-wearing woman sitting in front of Rama and the middle-aged woman sitting beside Rama.

“There's my boss, Dad. I went there first jerah.” He told Burhan and Sari. As usual, Jesi always just left without waiting for answers from the people he loved.

“Karam... definitely the same his future wife nih”.

“Finally I will see the prospective wife who is always you proud of it, Karam.” Said Jesi with a smile with enthusiasm, he forgot his main purpose was to arrive here to meet the future husband.

“Caram!” He greeted her with a cheerful smile as soon as he arrived at Rama's table.

“Finally I can see Karam's wife-to-be.” His image turned to look at the hijab-wearing woman sitting in front of Rama.

“Alya?” he said in surprise, his eyes perfectly rounded to find his best friend there.

“So Karam's future wife is Alya?” Jesi looked at Alya and Rama alternately, then laughed.

“Yeah if kayak gini mah Karam should be fine with me. Alya this is my best friend loh.” Jesi boldly patted Rama's shoulder repeatedly. He feels now has the power because it turns out that his boss's future wife is his own best friend.

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