The Heart of Old Menjakaka
63. I want to see Om Ganteng happy
'How can I introduce Citra to Mama and Papa? They certainly will not agree .. let alone Mama, ' Inner Steven. He's very confused. If you introduce Citra it feels free, because in addition to him consider Citra can not be anything, Steven also remember even their marriage only briefly. He did not want to disappoint his parents. 'Do I have to divorce Citra immediately? So I can marry Fira?'
Steven massaged his forehead, suddenly his head felt dizzy. Immediately imagined the face of the smiling sweet Image looked at him, his gaze so shady and innocent. Really, it makes it hard and difficult to make a choice.
'No, the image must always be with me!' Steven shook his head quickly. 'But what now?' Both her elbows are propped up on both thighs. Slowly he touched his head and brushed his hair. 'Eeemm .. Did I marry Fira without Citra's knowledge, huh? But if it is found out how? He must be angry.'
"Abkkhhh!" steven shouted with great frustration and emotion in his chest. His thunderous voice made Angga surprised. The middle-aged man had slept earlier and now he was touching his chest that was pounding.
"Jeez Stev, what's wrong with you, anyway? Papa's surprised to know!" gerutu Angga was upset.
"Ah I'm sorry, Pa. I'm so dizzy" complained Steven in a soft voice. Slowly he poured water on the glass for Angga, then after that for himself.
"Dizziness why the hell are you? Job problems?" guess Angga.
"Yes, I'll go home first, okay? May Papa recover soon." Steven touched Angga's hand, then kissed the back of his hand while standing.
"You don't get too distracted thinking about work, it can go crazy. There's Fira with your assistant, Stev. Ask them to help you" Angga said.
"Yes, Pa." Steven nodded with a faint smile, and then he walked out of the room.
"Don't go home, Stev! Let's eat first!" shouted Sindi who was at the lunch table serving lunch with Fira. He saw his son passing by, but the handsome man did not look at him at all. It's like not hearing what he's saying. Just walk away.
Sindi clucked irritably with a pouting face. "A habit, called parents do not say, told parents not to listen. You Old Man!" emotional talk.
"Tante don't be angry. Patience ...." Fira gently stroked Sindi's back then gave her a glass of juice that she had just poured. "Maybe Mr. Steven has a sudden affair."
Sindi pulled out a chair and sat down, slowly downing the juice. "You should be smarter Steven, Fir. Let him like you."
"I tried it, Tan. But Steven sir is so. But there's also a little progress." Fira sat beside Sindi.
"How's the progress?" sindi asked with sparkling eyes while turning to her future daughter-in-law.
"Now Mr. Steven smiles at me a lot, Tan."
"That's all?" Sindi returned scowling.
"But I rarely know, Tan. She smiles. I hope that way he likes me."
"Yes, hopefully." Sindi threw her breath rough.
"The aunt said we're getting married in a month, is it real or is it just threatening Mr Steven?" ask Fira curiously. To be honest when Sindi said that, she was very happy. Marrying Steven was certainly what she wanted.
"The thing is, Fir. Well, I hope Steven opens the door to his heart to want to."
"Amin Aunt." Fira smiled sweetly then poured rice on the plate. 'I'd be a lucky girl if I could marry Steven.'
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"Miss Image why? How did you keep pouting?" asked Gugun when he saw the face of Citra on the windshield of his car. They were riding in the car after shopping at the mall and are now heading to a cooking course.
"I feel Om Ganteng likes another woman, Om. I'm sad." The eyeballs of the image look teary. Steven had already explained to him that he did not like Fira, but it felt like something was stuck in his heart.
"His name is Sapphira, he's her secretary Om Ganteng."
"Sophyta?" Gugun was silent.
"Yes, does Om know him?"
"Yes, I know Miss." Gugun.
"How's the guy? Is she pretty?"
"Pretty."
"What besides being beautiful she is also white, smart grooming, smart cooking, diligent worship and not oon?"
"Don't you mean oon?"
"It may not be like I know nothing, nothing can." The image suddenly cried. His chest throbbed pain when he remembered Steven's words last night that kept ringing in the ears. It also made him not tasteful to make physical contact with Steven.
"Who's Miss oon saying?" ask Gugun. He seemed annoyed to hear that, when indeed he admitted that his boss's son was like that. But seeing him crying and sad, Gugun was also filled.
"Are ya, don't I oon, Om?"
Gugun shook his head quickly. "No, Miss is smart. If Miss Oon doesn't go to college." Gugun turned his head while giving a box of tissue to Citra. "Don't cry, don't listen to people. Miss is the perfect woman."
The image wiped her tears, but the clear circles flowed back down her cheeks. "If I'm perfect, Om Ganteng won't forbid me to meet his mother, Om."
Gugun instantly fell silent, he felt confused to answer what.
"Am I and Om handsome don't fit, Om? And does Om Ganteng really fit Sapphira?"
"What is this lady talking about? Mr. Steven and Miss Fira are just his bosses and subordinates. If Miss's his wife, it's definitely better suited to Miss."
"No, Om handsome doesn't suit me." The image shook quickly, the crying became more sobbing. "He .. he's too perfect and I find it hard to reach him. I seem to have to give him up for Sapphira, Om."
Gugun's eyes were perfectly rounded, shocked by what he heard. "What is this lady talking about? What's that supposed?" Gugun looked back at Citra's face in front of the glass. His face was red and so sad.
"I'm confused too, but ...." The image looked up at the face while closing the eyes. The tears flowed back down her cheeks. He swallowed his saliva violently.
"But what?" ask Gugun curiously.
"But I really love Om Ganteng. But I've heard from Dad .. if something forced is not good, Om. And I know Om Ganteng living with me must be very forced because of his promise to Dad who knows what it is. But that's for sure ... Om Ganteng also deserves to be happy, Om. I'm sure Om Ganteng has a woman of his dreams and it's not me." Citra's face shriveled and slowly one of her hands touched her chest. It hurts in there. "So ... What should I do, Om? I have to let it go, right?"
"You mean Miss is getting a divorce from Mr Steven?"
"I don't want a divorce." The image shook quickly. "But it's very difficult and I want to see Om Ganteng happy. Seeing him smile and laugh, it makes my heart feel warm, Om. If he's with me he's never happy, maybe if Safira's the same he can be happy."
...Sure Cit want to relain Om Ganteng with Safira? Will nysel not be later? 🥲...