The Love of the Boss
02

Instead of having to get too late in feelings that could make her heart sad, Zety chose to join Margaretha and Andra who were busy arguing while cleaning the table. Zety was puzzled as to why the two were always arguing while they were together, but if one of them did not leave for work, the other would ask.

"Why you, Suk? Your face is so." Margaretha frowned when she saw Zety who looked lethargic, unlike when she left for work earlier.

"No papa. Just work, huh. Before your man ranting," Zety ledek. Forcing smile.

"Your mouth has never been I jejeli jumbo sausage, Suk!" Margaretha snorted violently. While Zety finally could not hold back his laughter. Seeing the reaction of his best friend's upset face, making Zety's heart slightly entertained and forget a moment of pain that had just spread in his heart.

"You two shut up! There is a time for chatting there is also a time for serious work!" Andra's stern words made the two little girls silent and nudged each other. Code through the blink of an eye. However, they rushed to clean the table when they saw the sharpening look in Andra's eyes.

Meanwhile, in Gatra's room, the man was sitting leaning back. Staring at the ceiling of the room before finally closing his eyes as he felt a pulsation centered in his heart. A rough gust of breath could be heard breaking the silence of the room.

Gatra's hand opened the desk drawer in front of him and took out a piece of photo. A little lift and look at the photo closely. Gatra's heart was throbbing even to the point of making his body seem to relax.

"Why is it so hard to forget you, Ra. Though I realize that you are married to someone else who even soon you will have a child of that man. What else do I have to do so that I can completely erase your name from my heart, Ra."

Gatra sigh*have his breath in the air. It is true that falling in love is easy, but when we are heartbroken, it is very difficult to erase the feelings and every memory of being with that person. Just like Gatra felt at the moment. It was too difficult to erase Rasya's name and all his memories with her from his heart and life. Gatra inhaled a deep breath to reduce the slight feeling of tightness that seemed to gnaw at his heart. Then put the photo back in the drawer.

Suddenly the man's attention was diverted to the illuminated phone and when he saw the name of the mother on the screen, Gatra immediately raised the call.

"Hallo, what's up, Ma?" ask her when the call just connected.

"Gatra, tonight you meet Shifa, Om Wijaya's daughter."

"For what, Ma?" gatra sela. Though the man already knew the meaning of the mother who wanted to match her with Shifa who said her best friend's son.

"It seems you already know what mom means. This time, my mother did not accept rejection. So, I hope you don't disappoint me." Maria—mama Gatra—'s speech sounds full of decisiveness.

"All right." Gatra also resigned. Then the call was interrupted afterwards. Gatra put his phone a little rough. His heart was actually not sure that he would meet Shifa. My mother told him many times.

"Maybe with this I can erase my feelings for Rasya." Gatra again mendes*h rough before finally trying to focus on his work.