The Not A Dream Marriage
Section 27 (SAND DROP)
Salsa has not closed her eyes yet
already very tired today, the first day of work is very draining soul energy
and raga.
The glint of the brown netra still danced in the eyes of Salsa, Salsa,
not to go with the shadow of his master. Have I gone crazy thinking
another male? But his brain is reluctant to reject the image of an athletic man
almost perfect.
His mind drifted back towards his Rezanya, for some reason
Salsa feels like her Reza has avoided contact with her, ever since
his departure last week he's completely changed unlike the usual Reza,
an hour Salsa no news Reza can say the word miss until
a thousand. I don't know if Salsa doesn't want to be prejudiced about her Rezanya right now,
maybe it takes time for itself, isn't everyone
need something called privacy?
His eye bags started to close not knowing since when, which
surely his minimalist eyes are getting tired since the tears are slightly spilled
because he missed his Reza too much.
The second and third days of work nothing changed
stays same. Salsa's first rule must come before his superior comes if
it is not finished he will be hit by sanctions even though so far he always comes
on time and anyway maybe a boss comes in earlier than
officers. The next Salsa activity after arriving at the office, Salsa must be
cleaning the room his boss just clean well quite easy for him
of course, because the superior room is always clean and tidy. Salsa knows
that every movement is always considered by his superiors who according to him
crazy, like someone who doesn't have to.
Gio smilingly looked at the woman on his screen, the woman
he seemed to be in a hurry to clean the room.
“Speed up, I want to get to the office.” immediately
His car was traveling at high speed splitting the road
The capital is a little bit starting to wither.
“Where is that woman?”
Started looking for a secretary who just came out of
her room. Before long the door was knocked that was sought apparently to surrender himself carrying
two glasses of cappucino in hand.
Gio just raised his eyebrows.
“It's one cup for mr.” Salsa put the cup with
be careful not to spill.
Gio immediately sipped a cup of cappucino that is still
billow. His tongue is not because of the heat of the water but because of the heat of the temperature
his body suddenly rose as Salsa took the cup from her hand and
blowing air there.
“Master, mr ko bengong? I've cooled it. Please drink!”
Salsa hurried out of her superior room.
Today Salsa was kind to her boss of course because
there is a desire, so that the boss is not fierce anymore and treat him with
good.
Actually Gio is a good person, it's just possible
his haughty attitude was indeed innate from birth.
Afternoon has greeted, today Salsa can go home rather early. Salsas
called Rezanya but again her Reza number still could not be reached.
“Ja, where are you? I miss.” His heart suddenly rumbled, claustrophobic
it feels like a time when I need it but you no longer belong to me
intactly.
Salsa leaned her head against her chair, it felt like she was
reluctant to want to go home early friends with a stack of paper feels more
fun than having to wait for a message to come in from a lover, a lover
no mess.
Gio entered Salsa's room without knocking looking at the girl
whose eyes are closed with the rule of breath that is still rumbling.
Salsa's eyes opened again it was no longer strange for him to see
his boss who suddenly stood in front of or behind him with his face
flat as usual.
“Ayo.”
It was only that word that the boss coldly said. Salsa is still
not understanding what his boss really wanted, only spoke one word
that really makes Salsa have to rotate the brain inside the head, while
let alone to think of others at this time it feels like he has really given up.
Back Gio stood in front of the door this time he just stared at Salsa in front
doorway.
“Iya, yes I know.” Salsa passed by taking her briefcase,
walking toward his superior who had already walked in front of him.
Since the beginning of the work Gio never wanted to walk
go hand in hand with Salsa when Salsa is her personal secretary not body
his guard.
This time there were only the two of them in the car with no driver
who drives. The boss looks dashing if it looks like this
himself and the other normal humans just remained flat faces with no expression
it still faithfully hangs close its good looks.
Throughout the journey Salsa's eyes only looked outwards
“Come down, we breathe fresh air here.”
Her boss took her to the beach, down the street
sandy both.
Salsa had a little trouble walking because she was wearing heels
quite high and finally he decided to let go of his high heels walking
with bare feet enjoy a grain of sand that is so gently swept
with sea water.
Salsa's heart started to calm down a little bit, not that it was her mind
can eliminate the Reza. Thought the boss who still put on a face
flat expressionless but this time the face felt so warm it was not like
ordinary days.
“Then, when I was little and if I grieved my mother always
I walked on the beach, looked at the ocean and let go of all the vexation
through the beach.” His voice stopped, turning his head towards the right side
where Salsa is now still staring towards the ocean.
“Cry, I'll cover my ears. Let go of what
want you to reveal.” Gio took his mini earphones and put up
inlinged. Salsa only looked at Gio who was beginning to hint that he was
can already start.
Salsa shouted loudly mentioning one name “EJAAAA KAMU
WHEREAAAA? I MISSUU.” The voice of the woman on the shore echoed. Gio can
feeling the pain in every echo created. Salsa turned back to her chest
gradually recovered better than before he let go of the earphones
attached to his superior whose eyes are deliberately closed because they do not want to
seeing the girl beside him crying, Salsa told him through an eye gesture
that he had done what his superiors had ordered.
Gio walked back down the coastline, this time they
walking side by side is not like a typical day where Salsa always follows
behind his back.
“Auh, pain.” Salsa stopped her leg from traveling
it hurts like stepping on something.
Gio reflexively bends his body towards the source of the pain
Salsa sense, rubbed the soles of Salsa feet gently, there are scratches that
pretty deep in there. Gio carried Salsa's body because surely the wound would be
increase the width if Salsa continues to force to walk.
Degs..
Salsa's heart can no longer be conditioned. He can see the face of his boss
so clear. Although wrapped with a flat expression but good looks it is not
it could just disappear.
Gio cleans Salsa's wounds, after cleaning up the remains
the sand that stuck, Gio doused the antiseptic and bandaged the Salsa wound. Of course
in the car he never forgot the P3K box.
“Lumayan weight is also well you. And don't think of anything
about that because I don't want you to cry because of the pain, and then tomorrow you
not getting into work gets more trouble for me later.”
No matter what the reason, Salsa was grateful.
“I don't think you're an ungrateful person.”
Again Salsa wanted to withdraw her thanks for the kindness of her superiors.
“It's almost 9 o'clock, let's go home isn't the deadline
you till 10pm?”
Gio enters the car and drives his car, delivering his secretary
go home.
Salsa fell asleep in the street, Gio could not bear to wake her. Arriving
in front of the house inevitably he had to wake her up. Tidied up some
the hair that covers Salsa's face belongs to her.
“Hei wake up, ayooo banguuun do you want to stay inside
my car.” Salsa flinched and hurriedly tidied her hair, then as soon as possible
maybe get down and leave his boss screaming from inside the car “RECEIVE
THANKS FOR THE RIDE.”
Again he forgot to say thank you when
he turned his body there was only a wave of hand shooing.
*****pilog*****
Salsa can't lie to her feelings tonight, but
his heart was like a swish. On the way home Salsa decided to
pretend to fall asleep so that he is free from awkwardness.
Instead of being free from awkwardness, there are many
events that made his heart pound more. Gio put his Jas covered
the front of Salsa's body, before which Gio confirmed Salsa's sleeping position
keep feeling comfortable.
Along the way Salsa's heart beats fast
because Gio's hand accidentally touched his hand.
Aaaaa, it feels like I'm going to faint for real.
Not to mention when his car suddenly stopped speeding
just because you want to tidy up the hair that covers Salsa's face.
“From where Mr. Gio knows well that my limit is out of the house
just until 10 p.m? And this is why he also knows my home address,
wasn't it the whole trip I pretended to be asleep? It will be me
ask him tomorrow.” Salsa enters her house and ends the night with
a little question mark.