TIME (For A Taste )
CHAPTRE 33

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REIJI

Less than after dawn I just got to my house.

My parents' house that my sister and I lived in all this time.

I went straight to my mom and dad in his room, which I knew they would always congregate whenever there was a chance to do so.

And it's true my guess, they just finished performing the dawn prayer together. Then I went straight up and crucified them with reverence, besides as usual tucking your cheeks if I have a task and after a few days just go home.

Minus the Avi, my real sister.

Do not let the morning congregate, wake up at dawn aja hard asked in flush aer.

Well, without any more chatting, I immediately came out of my parents' room after crucifying the two and gave

a brief kiss on mama's cheek. Then rushed to go to my room, which was adjacent to Avi's room.

Where I see it looks like there's no sign of life in it yet. Which means Avi's not up yet.

Usually if I go back at this hour to the house, and I haven't seen Avi awake, I'll go in without

excuse me to my sister's room and wake her up without pause until her eyes are really literate and a long whimper about the Avi howling right from her cherry mouth.

But this time I stopped to stop by Avi's room first, because I felt my body was very tired. So I

just go straight into my room. Clean the body a little, take wudu, pray, continue to sleep. As long as I do not forget, or deliberately forget, I will perform my duty as a people in my religion.

Even though I am not a very pious person. Still like to hang out with other pilots in the drink society

we, in addition to sometimes hang out with my close friends to the nightclub. It was but, before we were preoccupied with our respective professions. So if for some time now, most often join the drink society of fellow pilots.

Although I also do not always come if my colleagues hold our gatherings of pilots, which sometimes there are also some flight attendants join the drink society of the pilots.

But that's all for me. Just a friendship gathering.

As for some of my fellow pilots, you know. The schedule of the drink society will coincide with something we both know.

But I don't want to interfere with how jerk some of my fellow pilots work, but sometimes I remind.

Especially those who have a partner. Because to me, a bond that has been done before

many people with the name of ijab kabul, then authorized by the state, will be the responsibility before God.

Well, although I still like to sometimes deviate from anything that is a prohibition in the religion that I profess, but a bond called marriage is sacred.

And if I'm committed to marriage and partnering, loyalty is paramount, apart from each other

respect between husband and wife. Be grateful for my future wife, because even though I'm not very alim-alim, but Reiji Babang is not a fucekboy.

Uh speaking of the future wife.

I already have. Ah so miss Malia.

Wanted to call and hear his voice this early in the morning.

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I fell asleep for several hours after I fulfilled one of my five obligations as a religious person.

Even waking up, the time for obligation in the day time will come. Along with the arrival of my mother to my room who was about to wake me up to eat.

And my mom came out of my room after seeing that I was awake, after telling me

if the food is ready at the dinner table and tell me to eat with him. Because Papa was going with Avi to our family's little garment company.

So at home there was only my mom and a housekeeper, and I was free to fly a plane today.

And mother's request to accompany him to eat it for sure I'm not thinking anymore.

So I rushed to get out of bed and just washed my face and went straight down to the floor

go downstairs and go to the dining room.

But before that I reached first my phone that I had placed on the room table, which I could not

turn it on because the eyes already feel heavy and the body that seems to scream to be broken down after I pray at dawn.

Mama was preparing my plate when I arrived at the dining room. “Lia know you're home today?” mama asked me when I was sitting in the dining chair. I also nodded.

“Tau Ma”

“Told you if you've been home?”

“Belom,” answered.

I glanced at my phone as I put it on the dining table.

“This is a new keingetan nyalain hape..” says.

“Ya already said it's the same Lia , if you're already home.”

I also say my mother's words.

“Custom from now on, share the news with Lia. You will get married, well small communication that seems unimportant, it is a sensitive thing between husband and wife.”

“Iya Ma, I'll call Lia after eating.” I replied to my mother.

Mama nodded with a smile, then we started our lunch with small talk about my trip to Croatia.

“Terus you bring Mama souvenirs too right?.”

Although yes the question is the edges that will be thrown from the mouth of my mother every time I have a flight abroad.

“Iya, take Nyaahh ..” selorohku and mama just giggled.

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I immediately grabbed my phone after I finished my lunch at home with my mom.

Want to contact Malia, in accordance with my mother's advice to give my future wife news so that in the future will be

get used to it after we get married.

Sensitive says mom. Sensitive can make calm and relieved maybe even happy, and the creation of a sense of mutual

believe origin do not make the habit of giving each other news into a demand that I understand the meaning.

Do not overdo it, later the edges are jumbled if someone forgets to tell you when there are outside interests.

The formation of one sensitive side of the other, namely suspicion and distrust between husbands and wives. So yeah, I was gonna call Malia.

Even without mama talking, I was going to call Malia quickly.

Kangen. Well, the smells are so bucin I think.

But the original miss of the same is a prospective wife who still likes to look like ogah-ogahan betrothed to me.

Moreover, there was not a single chat from Malia who sepik that nanya,

‘Udah until home yet?’

Basic Malia.

The no big deal.

I still like it, baby, and ..

Maybe she's in love with Malia.

And I will try my hardest to make Malia feel the same way for me.

Love's.

Just inget Lia aja, my heartbeat became labile.

Great is also love huh?. . when the love I once felt, not like I feel for Malia now.

The love I have felt in ..

Ah never mind, the past does not need to be remembered, because my love now feels already focused on Malia.

What I want to hear right now. And my hand was about to press the contact number, when..

“Ji!”

Mama called me, until I stopped calling Malia.

“Ya Ma?” sahutku.

“Tadi mornings people from the catering party called Mama”

My mom told me that.

“Terus?”

the mall is also open testfood at seven o'clock at PG Hotel. Just, Mama belom stamped infoin to Mama Radisa the same Lia.”

I'm a mangosteen first, sure mama has not finished talking.

“Well...”

Don't you think?.

“According to Mama anyway, mendingan this malem aja you follow the testfoodnya.”

“Hmmm..”

“You have no more flight schedule, right today?..”

“Engga.”

“Well, take Lia to PG for a catering testfood that you will use for your wedding. So then

it can already be on the list and want a menu for buffet what ever, the same for what is in piling up ..”

“Ya is already that..”.

“Lagian itung-itung you are more pedekate again the same Lia ..”

And I think my mom's idea could be, too.

And an idea also popped up in my brain.

“Lia works today?..” my question to mama.

Then mama nodded.

“He didn't bring a car, did he?.”

Mama shook her head.

I also contact the mangosteen and did not contact Malia.

And going back to my room.

“So how to go to PG later malem or tomorrow to K-Tower for testfood?..”

“To PG aja.”

“Well that's a gercep!”

“Iya dong!” sahutku enthusiastic.

My mom also smiled.

Happy hue I can catch from mama's face.

Maybe he was happy to see me who seemed excited to get closer to me and Malia before we got married.

And maybe it's also because I didn't resist and didn't seem to feel burdened with my matchmaking and

Malian. Who would mind being fooled into the same cute girl en bohay kayak Malia?.

I was fooled by Malia when I was a member of Jojoba and had no one

it is special in the heart that fills the days with smiles and happiness.

Very nice, huh?.

Hehe.

“You want to tell Lia, or Mama contact Mama Talisa to tell Lia if you want to take her testfood tonight? ..” ask Mama.

“Don't tell Lia deh Ma, I'd like to go straight to his office. In addition to getting used to sending news, you must be able to pick up your wife if you have time again, right? ... Isn't that Ms Alice? ..”

“Ah virgin child Mama will be bucin as it is ..”

“Bucin same girl who will be a wife in three months is legitimate dong? ..”

Mama also chuckled a little, and I smiled amusedly.

“Ya I've been to the room first ..”

Mama nodded her head, then she inched towards the back yard of our house.

“Eh Ji!”

But back mama called me who was almost set foot on the first rung.

“Ntar fitting down, souvenirs for Mama from Croatia do not forget bawain, yes?..”

Hahey!.

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I left for an hour to pick up Malia at her office before Malia's work hours were over.

As far as I know, office hours are usually from eight or nine in the morning until five in the afternoon.

So I left at four o'clock in the afternoon from home to pick up Malia who was actually in her office

too far from our home.

But Malia's office is in a golden triangle of offices, which are almost never free from traffic jams,

except on Saturday or Sunday.

So because the plan was to give Malia a surprise with me picking her up at the office for the first time, I

hold back from contacting Malia until I get to the building where her office is.

Although I know the office building where Malia worked since she interned at the office until she was finally appointed as an employee there, I've never even taken Malia while we were brothers and sisters.

So yes, this is the first time I picked up Malia in her office, with the status of her future husband.

Five minutes or less, I finally reached the office building where Malia worked.

Which can actually be reached in less than twenty minutes if the road is empty.

But yes, on a work day, the road to Malia's office and from the area where we live must be crowded.

Dah is, the important thing is to get to Malia's office building before my future wife's work time is finished.

And I rushed to find a parking lot in the front of the building.

And luckily there's also an empty parking space in the outdoor area that anyone can use, so I'm not

bother bringing my car in or maybe uphill to the parking lot in the office building.

Then I immediately entered the lobby of the building after parking the car to wait for Malia to get down from her office which if not mistaken is on the seventeenth floor of the building.

Five o'clock already.

It's likely Malia is getting ready to go home.

Well hopefully Malia has no overtime at her office right now.

So I decided to wait ten minutes for Malia to emerge from the lobby elevator inside my building

being now.

All right, five minutes have passed from five o'clock exactly.

The sound of the elevator has been heard starting to earthy from a place that is quite a distance from me.

Many employees whose offices are in the building are also teng-go.

And among those employees I was hoping there was Malia there. But until ten minutes passed, Malia never showed up.

Okay, in five minutes, if Malia doesn't show up, I don't want to have to call her and let her know that I'm in the office building where her office is.

I glanced at my watch after a while, and the five minutes I determined as extra time for

waiting for Malia was even past.

So I got my pants pocket, to pick up the phone and call Malia.

And when I reached for the cell phone in my pants pocket for me to take out immediately, my eyes caught the figure I was waiting for.

I reflexively pulled the corner of my lips when I saw Malia who was slightly covered in some ciwi-ciwi that seemed like it

intensely watching me. My eyes also automatically stared at Malia, wanting to see her expression when I saw her at this moment.

Uh, but wait-wait! There was a scene that slightly disturbed my eyes.

Malia is walking with a guy who seems familiar with her. So familiar, until it's a guy's hands really perched on the shoulders of my bini candidates!.

Shucks!.

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