The Love of Mr and Young Miss
Young Soul

"How about Miss Marni being Rissa's partner, sir? Does Mr. Hasan mind if Ms. Marni goes to town?" ask Carissa.

"I mean Non?" asked Hasan confused.

"The plan is for Rissa to open a boutique, sir. Coincidentally, I don't have a partner yet." replied Carissa to a smile.

"Well, it can be, Non. From Marni in the village continue. I also want Marni to have a bright future" said Mr. Hasan happy.

"yes, try Rissa to bargain with Ms. Marni first, sir." said Carissa.

"Thank you very much, Non." said Mr. Hasan happily.

Carissa commented on the smile that followed Papa Cakra's and Devian's smiles.

Their steps continue to surround the apple orchard and occasionally help pick the ripe apples. Devian and Carissa were also quick to adapt and interact with the workers very well. Not infrequently also laugh when hearing the jokes of the workers who look very enjoy their work.

By noon, the workers saw and opened their lunches. There are those who bring a bushel containing rice and vegetables and side dishes. Some brought cassava, boiled bananas and others. The food is simple but very delicious in a special atmosphere.

"Non Rissa wants to?" bargain middle-aged mothers to Carissa. The woman offered a meal that contained boiled cassava.

"May, ma'am." replied Carissa as she took one piece of cassava.

Carissa bit the cassava and chewed it.

"Wah it turns out that the beautiful Miss likes village food like this" said the mother with a happy smile.

"You want to try Dev?" ask Carissa to Devian.

"May." said Devian then snatch the rest of Carissa's cassava bite.

"Devs! That's mine!" carissa's grumbling is upset.

Papa Cakra, Mr. Hasan and also the workers laughed at the behavior of the young couple.

"It's still a lot, Non. Make it all" said the middle-aged woman.

"No need, Mom. I want to ask for 1 more?" pinta Carissa with her sweet smile.

"Of course, Non." replied the woman.

"What's your mother's name?" ask Carissa.

"Just call Bu Yanti, Non." replied the middle-aged woman who looked still very fit.

"Mom's been working here a long time?" ask Carissa curiously.

"Yes Non. For about 15 years I worked here with my husband." replied Ms. Yanti.

"It's been a long time, ma'am." said Carissa.

"Yes, Non. Since there is this garden is very helpful to the villagers here, Non. We have a job to connect our lives." said Bu Yanti proudly.

"Alhamdulillah. You have a child?" carissa asked who answered nodding at Bu Yanti's head.

"Now I am studying in Non City. Just entered the 2nd semester." replied Bu Yanti.

The conversation continues. Carissa was very easy to communicate with the laborers of the harvest. There are also those who ask him to joke, confide in and others.

Papa Cakra looked at his watch which already showed at 1pm.

"Let's go back to the villa." Papa Cakra asked in unison answered nodding Carissa, Devian and also Mr. Hasan.

Do not forget they say goodbye to the harvest workers and then move to the villa. There wasn't much conversation between them. The day was so hot that the stomach worms began to race for the concert.

"Sir Hasan is at lunch together." pinta Carissa with her sweet smile.

"Good Non. Thank you." said Mr. Hasan smiling warmly.

Soon they arrived at the villa.

Carissa and Devian headed straight for her room on the second floor. Papa Cakra also returned to the room to clean himself and change clothes. Mr. Hasan headed for the back garden.

"Worn baby?" devian asked his wife.

"Lumayan. But it's fun too." replied Carissa sumringah.

Devian gently stroked his wife's head.

"I'm gonna take a shower, wanna come?" bargain Devian with his mischievous smile.

Carissa quickly shook her head greeted Devian's petty naughtiness.

Devian immediately cleaned himself in the bathroom.

Carissa opened her cardigans and took off her hairband. Carissa put her body on the mattress and then not long after she fell asleep.

Chequek!

Devian came out with a fresh and half-naked face. Devian just wrapped the towel around his waist. The water drops are still stuck in his body.

"Darling?" call Devian and then walk towards the bed.

Devian found his wife asleep.

"I want to tease you. But it seems you are very tired." muttered Devian.

"Rest my wife. Consider it your luck, honey. I'll charge it later tonight." whispered Devian then kissed his wife's forehead softly.

Devian immediately picked up clothes, a misty ash t-shirt and black shorts. After changing clothes, Devian grabbed her phone then headed for the balcony of the room.

Devian dialed Alex's number and made a voice call.

"There's a problem, Lex?" ask Devian without further ado.

"Good." said Devian relieved.

"Dev do you remember our partner who was your age?" ask Alex.

"Yes, Arya isn't it?" tanya Devian confirmed her memory.

"Yes right, Arya, her name is. He came to the MF Group" Alex replied.

"Why did he come? Is there a meeting appointment?" ask Devian curiously.

"Nothing at all, Dev. I seem suspicious of Arya." replied Alex.

"That's it. Don't think no-no." said Devian who actually has the same thoughts as Alex.

"You better focus on your work" said Devian.

"alright. How does it feel to be married, Dev?" ask Alex to be curious.

"You'll find out after you get married" Devian replied.

"Share a little story with your best friend" Alex said forcefully.

"No. I'm calling you because work is not for personal matters." replied Devian ketus.

"Ah this is you, Dev. You dried kanebo!" alex is upset.

"Have continued your work if you want to still be able to support your wife later." said Devian in a cold voice immediately made Alex sigh violently.

"good. I'm sorry boss." said Alex forced.

Without answering Alex, Devian simply turned off his phone.

It made Alex swear and swear in his office.

"Devian look out for you!" alex is upset.

But his frustration will not be able to make his friendship with Devian fade. With his cold demeanor the Devian who was opposite to himself became his own color for their friendship. Even like a sibling.

Devian who was on the balcony observed the green scenery before him. Devian adjusted his breathing then calmed his mind. Inevitably after this he will be dizzy thinking of two companies. Devian has to prepare everything.

Tok Tok!

The sound of knocking on the door sounded.

"Non, Den it's time for lunch" said Ms. Elis' voice from the room door.

Devian immediately headed for the door then opened a little.

"Yes Mom. But Rissa just went to bed. We just follow." said Devian and replied to a nod of Miss Elis.

After Ms. Elis left, Devian closed the door again.

Devian headed to the bed and laid down his body next to Carissa.

"Where's Rissa and Devian?" ask Papa Cakra when he was in the dining room.

"That's Master, Non Rissa sleeps. Den Devian said lunch later." replied Miss Elis who had returned to the dining room arranged some dishes at the dining table.

"It looks like Rissa is exhausted." muttered Papa Cakra.

Lunch was done with Papa Cakra, Mama Allisa and Pak Hasan family. Papa Cakra and Mama Allisa never looked down on their workers. Lunch with the workers is not a taboo thing and has often done even one table with them is not a problem.

"Hasan you told Marni?" ask Papa Cakra to Mr. Hasan when the women have gone to the kitchen to clean the cutlery that has been used.

"No, Mister. After this I will talk about it." replied Mr. Hasan.

Papa Cakra nodded his head.

"Any more, sir?" asked Mr. Hasan to his employer.

"No. You can continue your work." replied Papa Cakra.

"I want to clean the backyard first, Sir." said Mr. Hasan who answered Papa Cakra's head nod.

After a few minutes, Mama Allisa was sitting next to Papa Cakra.

"It's over?" ask Papa Cakra to his wife.

"It has. Elis and Marni have also gone home" replied Mama Allisa who leaned her back against the chair.

"Come to the room." get Papa Cakra excited.

Mama Allisa rounded her eyes looking at her husband who was already in middle age still had such a mischievous expression.

"Come, we must not lose to our daughter-in-law" whispered Papa Cakra to make Mama Allisa bristle.

"Jeez, remember Pa's age!" said Mama Allisa upset with her husband's childish behavior.

"Come on!" invite Papa Cakra to grab his wife's hand tightly.

"You want me to hold you?" ask Papa Cakra when his wife does not get out of her chair.

"No need!" reject Mama Allisa firmly.

Mama Allisa quickly stood up then walked towards the room leaving her husband.

Papa Cakra chuckled at his fleeing wife and hid her red face.

"Having grandchildren is still shy. My wife is adorable." Inner Papa Cakra in heart then rushed following his wife towards the room.

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