
* Still in the special dining room
"Van!" call Rega without turning his eyes to the person he called. He focused on looking at Naziah's confused face and demanding his answer. " Could you please just leave us alone here, for a second?!" connect Rega.
"Sure, sir." Devan answered quickly while nodding his head. "Come, Miss! We wait for Miss Naziah outside." continued Devan turned to Ifah who was sitting on a chair flanked by the chair he occupied and Naziah's chair, inviting him out of the room.
"But, Ifah--" said Naziah trying to hold his friend and subordinate.
"I will not be indecent with you. I just need privacy." cut Rega down by pressing down on every word.
Heard the words that Rega said. Ifah breathed a sigh of relief. Because of the negative thoughts that had crossed for a moment in his mind. It instantly disappears with the passing of the statement. Before leaving, Ifah throws a smile and slightly caresses Naziah's arm to calm his friend down. As if through his touch, Ifah said; 'that all will be well, be calm!'. So that it can make Naziah who did not want to be left alone with a man in the room. Finally seemed obedient and resigned. Before the end, he stepped away by following Devan's steps first, out.
After the departure of Devan and Ifah, a moment of silence between them. Naziah was confused and waited for what Rega would say later. And busy guessing; what form of gratitude, actually what Big Boss wants. Rega himself was busy compiling the words in his mind to express his desire.
"They're gone. Please..don't waste too much time, sir! You are a leader in this company. Anytime you want to get back to work, it doesn't matter. Well, I...???!" said Naziah, the more impatient linger there.
When living alone or just in front of Devan. Naziah was used to calling Rega Tuan. Different in front of other employees. Naziah will call him Mr. Rega's alias Mr. Director.
"Zi', no one will be able to fire you from this company. If you are late to work. Besides, you're with me right now." replied Rega in a tone of voice rising by an octave
Rega became a little annoyed and gurgled at his interlocutor. Because, the concentration of composing a sentence so crumpled instantly. Although what was bothering him was the person who would hear a sentence of statement that was being compiled in his mind.
For some reason, he would only make a statement about his feelings for a Naziah. Make Rega gerogi and make him like a loser.
Rega neutralized his increasingly irregular heartbeat. Breathing a lot of air through the nose. And exhaled the air back from his lungs through his mouth. It was deliberately done, so that he would relax again from his nervousness.
"Huf...!" rega's voice breathed out. Then, it began to focus staring into the clear eyes of Naziah who was sitting a little far away. Less than a meter away from him.
"Maybe I'm late for the others to say it. But, I don't care. Happy birthday, Zi'. Hopefully, as you get older. Everything you want can be realized and achieve happiness in the future, aamiin!" said Rega sincerely.
"Thank you, Mister. In the shayah of Allah, Aamiin." - timpal Naziah.
"But actually, that's not all I want to tell you, Zi'!" says Rega
"...?!!"
Just now Naziah's face looked flat. Hearing that, he again linked his two inner fists, puzzled.
"Before that, did you receive a bouquet of flowers from me this morning?" ask Rega
"Thank you for that." replied Naziah as he was.
"I just guessed according to the filling and it was not wrong" replied Naziah
"What does that mean, you have a special feeling for me?" ask Rega again in curiosity.
If it's true Naziah has feelings for her. That means, he will get a reward for his feelings of love will be as expected, thought Rega. Tense yourself waiting for Naziah's answer to that question.
"Special feeling??? You seem to have misunderstood, Sir. My filing guessed right. That's because as I recall, in the hospital, you said; if you ever find out about my identity and everything about me. And of course, you'll know my favorite flower. Hence, I guess it is Sir. If it is another man, it is certain that the bouquet that comes contains roses. Because, all they know is roses." Naziah explained.
And at once, the look on Rega's face became lethargic. After hearing Naziah's explanation.
"alright. I don't want to waste any more time. It's been a while since I've been holding and harboring this myself. I love you and want to have you all, Zi'. I want you to be my life partner later. On this special day for you, I want to propose to you. Will you marry me and be my wife?" tell Rega honestly from the heart.
While thrusting a small black box has been opened and displays a white gold ring emblazoned with a maroon-red jewel in front of Naziah on the table.
Instantly, Naziah stared and looked in admiration at the ring. However, just as quickly as that she put on her flat face and looked at Rega.
"Don't joke, sir! It's not funny." said Naziah did not want to be lulled and thought Rega was just joking with him.
How could an Adrian Rega who incidentally a leader of the company where hanging life. Falling in love with her who is only a lowly employee at the company. It just doesn't make sense to him. Coupled with their relationship so far that is not at all close or familiar. Just a few days ago they were close and familiar. When Rega was hospitalized for helping Naziah. That's Naziah's mind.
"Stop thinking I'm just kidding, Naziah. Right now, I'm being very serious and not kidding. I know you may still be a little traumatized by your first engagement. But this time, I promise you. If you return my love and are ready to be my wife. I don't want to linger to tie you to a wedding rope. If you're ready, next week I'm ready!" rega answered.
Hearing Rega's words like that. Naziah did not feel happy or happy. Naziah was conscious, and did not want to make a rash decision. Especially his life in the future.
"Hem... If this isn't kidding, I need some time to think before I answer everything, sir. So, give me some time!" naziah said resignedly, but seriously with his words.
"I'll wait, Zi'. And I hope you don't make me wait long. You take it and keep the ring! Wear it when you give me an answer YES. Then, take a picture of your hand wearing the ring and send it to the number via WhatsApp. If you refuse, just give me the ring back. I'm not gonna touch you. Even if you only wear a ring to your ring finger. You know why, right?" rega said again and explained the way Naziah gave the answer to his proposal.
"Good, Sir. If there's nothing else you want to say to me. I will be willing to go back to work first." replied Naziah
"Please give me the answer according to your heart, later Zi. Go then! Happy work and don't get too tired. I don't want you to get sick. Because if you're sick, I won't be able to take care of you because I can't touch you. I know, you just live alone in this town. For that, I want to be your protector, Zi'. Remember!!! I love you so much." said Rega softly and sincerely from the heart.
"In the Lord. Assalamu'alaikum!" said Naziah with a soft and sharp tone. He got out of his chair and left.
"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Rega while staring at the back of the woman of his heart until it disappeared behind the door of the room.
Like most women, of course Naziah was happy and happy to get a proposal from someone like Rega. However, he had also gotten a proposal from such a person a few years ago. And it ends in separation, not marriage. Luckily, at that time, Naziah's heart was not entirely for Rendi. So, the separation did not leave pain in him. Instead he made the dark story a lesson to be careful to put love in your heart, towards someone. Which will be influential for the continuation of your future story.