THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 36 - STUDY BY MAS JONATHAN

"Come on Liana, it's ten o'clock. We have to leave now, worried about getting stuck in traffic on the streets of the Capital!"

I'm nodding.

Work is like a park to me. Always enthusiastic because it will give me a lot of experience and life lessons.

Jonathan is ready with his official suit. It seems more authoritative and charismatic. Very different from when he was wearing a tee shirt earlier. Looks like your 30s.

As usual, my boss was driving his own car. I began to observe every movement of Mas Jonathan and memorize his habits while driving.

Eh? Why am I impressed to know him more? Am I confident in my feelings about accepting her proposal in two months? Haish, Lianna! Stop thinking too far. Don't imagine too high. You'll be very sick when you fall.

I need to be self-conscious. Sitting next to the handsome Mas Jonathan, cool feels decrepit to me. Although now my appearance looks much better with expensive clothes and professional makeup, still I am inferior.

My wide body, my large calves, as well as my puffed up chest made me look the most striking.

How can Mas Jo comfortably carry me here and there with such a fertile body? Is he not ashamed? Was he not afraid of the views of his business associates later? Am I as attractive as his heart to carry around?

I remember my ex-husband who sometimes seemed uncomfortable to take me and even though it was an invitation to a place of worship.

Irsyad's big motor can be quickly damaged if it has to piggyback on my extra large body even though it's just a joke. In the invitation letter, his name was added to the wife. But Irsyad would rather ride his bike than ride with me. We rarely get invitations together. The reason is, online stores cannot be left empty. So we took turns going to the invitation.

Remembering that time made my stomach nauseous and my head became dizzy.

"Why? Is the AC too cold? What,"

"No, Mom! It's okay, I just don't feel confident being next to Mas Jonathan!"

Chekiiit!!!

Mas Jo stopped his car suddenly off the highway. He let out a short sigh and his eyes looked straight ahead.

"You..awkward to walk with me because we are eight years old? Do I look old walking with you, Liana?"

I'm termangu. Didn't think that Mas Jo could be childish either. He pouted with pursed lips. Sweet as well. My little heart murmured so I wanted to laugh.

"Say we should be on time to arrive at our destination?" I try to distract.

"I'm discussing the age difference, Lian! Please don't ignore me!"

As I gawked. I really didn't expect. Jo can be spoiled too.

"Sorry, Mom! Eight years is not too far away either, Mom! My face and body look older than mine. Masa' he did not pay attention to my overall physical? Bu Bianca once said, the type of woman Mas dream is a beautiful girl slim. Not a round one like me!"

"I've ordered fitness equipment via the online store. Possibly after arriving home. We can gym together. No need to go to a fitness center. Hm?"

I was again stunned by the steps taken by Mas Jonathan. Very fast as lightning.

Buy fitness equipment? To lose this fat weight of mine?

"Sorry, Lian! I wanted to give you a surprise. But..you are too inferior to your body which is actually not too fat too! I promised you I'd be your trainer to lose weight. And I'm not one to forget my own words easily."

Like those. Apparently for the sake of losing my weight, Mas Jonathan to treat me like that.

"What... Am I ashamed of my fat road?" I was a little disappointed.

"I told you, you're not too fat, Liana! You are beautiful, attractive and have an amazing aura compared to other women. But you are not confident in your own appearance due to excess weight. Yes khan? And I, want to make you comfortable and be a happy person in life!"

I daydreamed to imagine my body slimmed back to how it was in youth.

"My sister also had tutraining. It took six months for him to have the ideal body as he wished. Didi even now has a chest field with a six pack checkered stomach even though from the outside it looks slim. What's... You want your stomach plaid too?"

"Gee! My!!!"

"Haha... Finally, you made me laugh again. Hm, let's go on. Promise don't say something self-deprecating, Liana! Okay?"

I'm thrilled. Jonathan has a warm heart typical of wise men. Apparently he did not like my low self-esteem and could not accept the circumstances God gave.

We resumed our journey.

Heading to a meeting hall not far from the town hall, reminded me that I had been to this place several times when the printing company Bang Irsyad held a family gathering.

At that time, my body weight was not this big. Still can dance with Irsyad to follow the rhythm of music meaning the support of the show that was booked by the company.

Hhh...

My footsteps were a little ozher, until this leg was wrong and then slipped and almost fell.

However,

Sets.

The person walking behind me immediately restrained my body. My reflexes stood straight, bent down and thanked him for his help.

"Liana?"

Our eyes meet each other.

"That Irsyad?"

His eyes kept staring at me without blinking.

"Liana's? You all right?"

Jonathan in front turned his head and immediately pulled my wrist to get closer to him.

We, like forming a triangle wake. And look at each other.

"Liana, how are you?" irsyad asked me a sizzle.

"Good."

"Liana, who,"

"My ex-husband!"

The eyes of Jonathan are round. Now he stared intently at Irsyad.

"Excuse me, we're in a hurry!" tukas Mas Jo while embracing my shoulder tightly.

I let Irsyad gawk and play with his free mind.

Congratulations su'udzon ria! My grunt in my heart.

We entered a room. And... A large hall full of audiences. Of course it makes me a little nervous to see so many pairs of eyes staring at us.

"Sit in the guest of honor, Lian! I have to be a moderator at this seminar!" whispered Mas Jo while leading me to the front seat of the guest.

I try to be as professional as possible. My capacity here is his personal assistant, not his future wife. So I can't make a big mistake.

I took out Mas Jo's gift phone this morning as well as my own old man's phone. Since Jonathan's hape mas is much more sophisticated and certainly the camera's image resolution is much better, then I will take video footage via the new phone.

While my phone was used to record the voice of Jonathan. I need a comparison of the two to learn the results later.

Jonathan is great.

In addition to being a reliable businessman, he is also a moderator or cool host. He was able to bring the seminar atmosphere to be more classy and not monotonous through fresh jokes and was able to become a reliable intermediary for seminar participants and the speakers themselves.

I was really amazed at Mas Jo and clapped to give him a standing applause at the end of the show.

I have a lot to learn and also learn from the man who is now approaching me. It is not taking advantage of his kindness that constantly gives me comfort and facility. My determination in my heart.

............

"It's so cool!" praise me in a soft voice to her after the show is over. He just smiled as he clasped my finger.

It turned out that I just realized, if his warm grasp this was the way he channeled his high self-confidence into me. Because now I realize how much he likes to hold me every time I meet. Both when signing the employment contract the other day and also today.

We walked towards the cafe room not far from the seminar hall. The seminar performers are specially hosted by the committee. Including Jonathan and me.

Casual talk made me open my eyes, how wide the world is and not only as wide as the leaves of Moringa.

It turns out that many of the entrepreneurs and business practitioners of women who are married but still do activities beyond their capacity as a housewife.

From their chat I glanced, it turns out that all this time I was less able to put myself as a wife.

Someone once said, the wife must stand next to the husband. Not walking behind and just tailing into the shadows. The wife must also develop along with the development of the mindset and lifestyle of the husband so that it is not monotonous and careless in living the household life until boredom arises that triggers a rift. Fishing WIL and PIL to get in ruins everything.

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