
“Ghe, are you okay to enter by yourself?” Because Adi has to complete the next task. Tasks Gery or no one should know about. Including Ghea herself. The guy was standing next to the car door that was already open with Ghea standing there.
To be honest, Ghea was feeling stubborn and not too confident to go into the building alone. But how else, it is impossible for her to force Adi to accompany her before the arrival of her husband. Bending his gaze to look at his appearance from below, Ghea's head shook his head. “Yaps, it's okay. Mas Gery also said it would not be late,” he said despite his doubts. Because after Ghea arrived, the man was not yet seen. And contacting Ghea hasn't been like that. Ah, yes, Ghea forgot to check the phone.
“Safe. If that's me first yes. Lo phone deh Gery do not let you wait later. I was afraid that the goats would be late and wait here. Gini is beautiful too. Time is waiting. Too bad I was.”
Ghea laughing. Embarrassed. Fizzy cheeks. “Lebay very much, Mas.”
“Ya. I don't think I'm mah.”
“Iya, yes, yes. It wants me to call.” Ghea reached into the phone in her silver cluth to then contact him because sure enough, there was no message or notification of any of this man.
“Where?” Adi asked again after the second call that Ghea made.
“Unanswered," he answered while attaching the phone to the side of the face.
Adi clucking. His breath he let out roughly. Clenching one hand on the side of the body. I just want to grab someone's hair. If you can, the hand that is now clenched wants to lay on the jaw, said Gery.
Shit!
“Mending you first go in, there! Don't wait outside!” Adi's orders. As much as possible should look calm even though his chest rumbled and the time bomb seemed to want to just explode inside Adi.
“Ya hell.” The head nodded. “Eh where's the invitation, Mas? I forgot I wasn't going in again." Then Ghea laughed.
“ya geez, Ghe. Do not use the invitation also lo mah definitely be given in,” said Adi while opening the front car door. Take the invitation that seems luxurious from the top of the dashboard to then give it to Ghea. “Lo his wife this boss.”
Ghea laughing. “Iya. But some of them don't know, Mas.” This Adi forgets if the marriage of Ghea and Gery was not published. Despite being married for four years, Gery has never proclaimed his marriage to an outsider. The Putra Group Exclusion. Papa Dika company that is Ghea often out there. Of course they should know, not—though without being told.
Ghea's sentence invites a decision out of Adi's lips. “Yes, easy is it. If your husband does not want you published the same people outside.” Adi patted her shoulder. “Let me be the reporter. Let's go on TV." He said with a small twitch. Intended to be funny to him. “There are producers who want to nawarin you play a movie. Singers. Or go to the Talk Show. Let me could defeat the fame of songg lo's husband.”
Ghea could only laugh at this joke from her husband's cousin. Shaking her head, Ghea opened the cluth and then put the invitation in there. “It could be, Mas Adi. Yeah, I went in first, yeah. Kinda cold also outside turns out.”
“Lagian tumben very lo pack that open shirt, Ghe?” kelakar Adi when Ghea was three steps from him stood up. For that Ghea turned with her distinctive smile. “Mas Gery told me to wear this dress,” she said. Resume the steps gracefully and charmingly. Adi looked at Ghea's innocent back with
nanar view. Until that back disappears at the turn of the left aisle. Along with that, Adi's phone vibrated. A message came in for him.
“Shit!”
With the anger that he has been holding since, now it feels like Adi can not hold it anymore when he got a message in the form of a picture. For then the man walked to the place he previously got from his man through a short message under the picture message.
**
On the other side.
“Sorry, Sir. I don't mean to—“ While Arini can't continue her sentence. Bite Arini's lower lip. He walked quickly following the steady steps behind his back. “Other times I won't repeat it again—“ then the sentence is truncated.
“No other words times, Arini!” said it. Assertively. Cold with his heavy voice.
Arini with all her guilt nodded her head. “Sorry, Sir.” And that's all Arini can say to his boss.
Passing through the lobby of the Raffles Hotel, then Gery steps to stop. Without taking a look. Both hands are drowned in a pants pocket. “I will attend the next event,” he said again with eyes fixed on the distant pillar before him.
“Good, Sir.”
When Gery stepped up, Arini's feet stepped up. As should a secretary who always follows in the footsteps of the superior. Behind her. However, that's not so, because in Gery's fourth step, the guy stops auto-reversing the body. That makes Arini reflex to stop footsteps.
“You don't need to come!” said cold. “You can take a taxi home?”
“Bi—can, Sir." Arini stutters. His body was getting intimidated. He did not dare to look at Gery. Only able to subdue the view with guilt that increasingly spread on his instincts. And damn, those eyes are heating up. Can no longer withstand the rate of clear liquid that has accumulated.
Okay. Is fine's. Its fault.
Unexpectedly, someone saw the two from a distance. Fishing back emotions with the war flag already fluttering above the top of the building. See what Adi will do to her.
**
His feet would step further into the building before a voice called out his name from behind his back. Ghea looked over and her smile expanded.
“Gosh ... Do you really Ghea? I think I saw wrong,” greet a woman while giving a kiss on the right and left cheek. Looks like the woman used the toilet. “How are you?” ask her with a slow laugh. “Gila ... getting more and more lo, Ghe.” Then look at the appearance of Ghea from the tip of the foot to the head. “Such beauty. The vow. Pangling I saw it, Ghe.”
Ghea smiled. “Good. I'm good, Cin. How's your news? Now what work is still going to college to S2, nih?”
“Yes that is, Ghe. Boro-boro continued to S2, S1 aja not me. My work mah, Ghe.Know for yourself how my family went? That's also I thank you lo and Mr. Gery who at that time—“ Cindy held back her sentence to stare at Ghea for a moment. “—Hah if at that time Mr. Gery did not unplug my DO letter, would not have a diploma for me to apply for work. Yes, even though it is only a high school diploma. But, it’s okay.”
Ghea speechless. He remembered those times. “Eh, btw other friends on come no, huh? I want to meet.” To be honest, Ghea avoided this pitiful chatter.
“Dateng. They sit around eating. Go there yuk! I am sure they will be very happy to meet the big lady,” he said laughing.
“Apaan. Awful, Cin.”
Then the two walk with Cindy embracing Ghea's shoulders. While the embraced can only laugh elegantly.
“How are you doing with Tama?” In a step to all this, Ghea suddenly asked randomly to her. Know if before the accident that hit him a few years ago Cindy and Tama often had a fight. He became giggled considering the argument of the two when in the cafeteria.
Cindy turned the eyeballs even though she realized Ghea did not see them. “Hah .. playboy kayak him where there is serious same chick, Ghe.”
“Masa? I don't know that person. He's a loyal guy, anyway.”
“It was according to lo. Again as much as I ugly him, you will belain him because of lo karyabnya.”
“Gue has been a long time no contact with Tama and others, Cin.” For a moment Ghea turned to Cindy who was frowning.
“Woah ... Ghea ..." exclaimed some friends that Ghea knew of course with a splashy cheer. All of them who were sitting on chairs with large round tables greeted him and stood up. Ghea kissed her right and left cheeks.
There were Tama, Yura, Reza and some of his classmates who were not too close to him during High School. And Cindy was still standing next to Ghea.
“Hai ..” Ghea responded to the welcome. A smile that doesn't seem to want to go away from the lips. Remembering his school days. However, in the next second the smile slowly began to fade. Remembering the figure that should now join, it was precisely that figure would never return again. Ghea remembers Ocy.
Ocy …
“Sit, Ghe!" The offer came from Reza who herself chose to shift to sit in her empty side chair.
“Thank’s, Za." The lips were slightly interested to then sit down.
“How are you, Ghe?" A greeting from Yura. He sat across from Ghea.
“Good. How about yourself?” ghea asked while looking at Yura and then turned to look at Reza.
“Good,” the answer is short.
Uh is there still envy in Yura's heart for Ghea so that the woman's face looks still
like holding a grudge?
It’s okay. Ghea didn't want to think about that for now.
“Lo came by who, Non?” it was Tama who asked—yang sitting beside Yura with a slight tease of Ghea. “Pak Gery where?”
“Dianter equals Mas Adi. Doi later followed kok.”
“Lo bae-bae is the same husband? Be careful, Ghe, take care of your unlucky handsome husband. Don't take the same kind of heatworm! Now is the season to know,” said one of the female friends who joined the table. Reminds.
“OK. He will be late because there is a sudden meeting he said.” Ghea answered well. Although her heart was doubtful about the meeting with whom her husband was? He said it wouldn't be too late either. But until Ghea has sat for more than ten minutes with her friends, Gery hasn't shown up yet. However, Ghea was able to hide her doubts.
No, Ghea. You have to believe in Gery.