THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 39 - MAKE A DECISION

We arrived back at the factory at three in the afternoon. Jonathan went straight to the factory office and discussed his performance today with his personal secretary Bu Febri.

I myself got the task of revamping the attendance report book of the factory employees and replacing it with a new method free according to my style, said Mas Jonathan.

I love to draw. Then I will make the presence book into my imagination arena in pouring my drawing skills. That's my fantasy fantasy.

The clapper itself is placed in the packaging section of factory production. He himself wanted to be placed in that section because he was interested in his advanced press machine.

We were again busy working with each other's duties until Azan Ashar reverberated.

"Come, pray in turn!"

I'm really amazed at Mas Jo. These eyes were amazed to see him full of amazing fantastic things as a man.

"Hey, don't be ignored! The one ge'er looked at!"

I gasped in shock as Ms. Febri approached my desk and prepared with her mukenya bag to the factory. Makes me blush from embarrassment.

Ish, this Febri ma'am! Just make me hang!

"Come, pray first!"

"Yes. Hehe..."

Such is the charisma of Jonathan. Able to make my heart weaken and there began to be a sense.

Is it true that love leads to love? Naturally I like that charming handsome guy in front of me. He was perfect, perfect as a man. Whoever looks at her will fall in love. It would be strange if not fascinated. He's a good-looking bachelor, an established businessman, kind-hearted as well as polite. His business talent is incredible. Who is the one who doesn't like him. Hm...

My Ashar prayer this time is much more solemn' even though it is performed in the musholla factory. And it is true that Mas Jo greatly glorifies the religion he espouses. To the extent that the musholla factory was in magic like a beautiful place of worship at the top of the pass there. Make everyone who prays be at home for a long time.

Truly a unique and different entrepreneur himself.

When I was young, I worked in a doll factory. Large factory in Cikarang area. But the factory musholla is just a small, dark and stuffy room that can only accommodate ten to fifteen employees of a factory in the hundreds. Not to mention the tiles and damp walls invite cockroaches to settle and breed there. Hhh...

"Have Ashar, Liana?"

"Already, Boss!"

Mas Jo poked her sex lips. It led me to laugh at his sweet potion.

Does love come from habituation? So like this maybe Katliya fell in love with my husband first, my ex-husband means. It must be that girl was charmed by Irsyad's charm without me noticing. Hm... Katliya! You're wrong to put your heart on, miss! You haphazardly and carelessly gave it to the man who had married. Why is it stupid, even though the world is vast and many beautiful single men like Mas Jonathan who are much more qualified in everything than Irsyad. Poor thing! You are too afraid to long bear the title of spinster to mindlessly take the property of others.

"Liana?"

"Ah, huh?"

"Why is it so good to daydream?"

I bowed embarrassed to hear Mas Jo's slow but heartbreaking question.

"Just confused. Why is my life like this!" I answered slowly while cleaning my work stationery and put it in a box and then put it in the desk drawer.

"What's confusing you about, Lian? Leave it all to Divine Robbi! Trust in all His statutes!"

I looked at his amazing bright brown eyes. Mas Jonathan, is a figure who can take me in a positive direction to live life in the future.

I don't know why, I've been able to make a decision before the time comes.

I'm sure I'm going to marry him. Because of the maturity of Mas Jonathan who I believe is able to guide the world of my afterlife. Amens...

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

Coming home to his house behind the factory made me feel relieved. And imagine in the next few months, maybe my status will change to the wife of the homeowner.

I still keep my decisions in my heart. I still have enough of myself to believe it.

Not because Mas Jo is a man of wealth and enthroned. Nope.

I understand that later people will think badly of me when the time comes for Jo to follow me.

Everyone must have judged me wrong. But let. Enough of me, Mas Jo and of course God alone knows the real situation.

Even though I still can't believe what's happening to me now. It was like a dream. And if my marriage to Mas Jonathan had taken place, it might have been his way. Destiny chose me. Mate, sustenance, death, all is His Power.

"Liana! Looky!"

I'm gobsmacked. The reading room was transformed by Mas Jonathan into a gym room.

"Say it's only tomorrow or the day after these fitness tools come, Mas?" I was amazed by the sparkling eyes. Moreover, Ms Citra who smiles meaningfully at me while trying the latest model treat mill tool that can be folded and is selling well in the leading online market.

"Who once was, dong who ordered, Brother! Boss Gege is that! Moreover, this order was special for someone special in Boss' heart! Uhhuy!"

I laugh. Shame and pleasure.

The garden of my heart grows buds of flower buds. Just waiting for their time.

"Goodass, joss!"

Mbak Citra increasingly likes to tease me and Mas Jonathan. I think he's heard the confession of his handsome boss himself.

And the CEO who was his boss only smiled shyly with his tail of eyes occasionally glancing at me.

"Come, Brother! It's olga time, sports!"

"Yes. I'll change my clothes first, ma'am!"

"Rest first. It'll be five o'clock, Liana!"

"Diiih, koq Citra not told to rest, Boss? But Brother Liana was even noticed by his side!" the image of social jealousy made me laugh and clasped his shoulders feeling unwell.

"Yes, Boss, do you favor Ma'am? Hehehe.." My chimps marked it.

I'm glad Citra returned my embrace. He whispered in my ear, "I like the seductive Boss Gege, Brother! We are like brothers! Hihah... So don't be jealous if I look brave and brash with Boss Gege huh Brother?"

Ah, Ma'am Citra! How could I be jealous of people who have been very meritorious to Mas Jonathan. You have your own story. And I'm just a new person coming into your life. With you accepting me sincerely, I am already very grateful. Alhamdulillah, my path Allah has made easy.

Jonathan chuckled with his head held low. He entered his room and we chuckled to see his clumsiness being teased by two women.

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