
I put my backpack on the sofa in the living room and headed to the dining room. Everyone was already there, including Alex who was dressed super duper neatly in his expensive suit and looked very striking among the commoners who only wore casual clothes. Even though I was also wearing a pretty neat work suit and was pretty "expensive" by my standards, but still; my level and Alex's level were definitely much different.
Anyway I'm sure I'll never be able to give you the vibe that surrounds Alex now.
Seeing him now makes me a little nervous. No, not a little, but very nervous. Don't call me Father because you're not my man, my xss. If the suit is so, who is not made to feel always subordinate to him?
“Dek, sorry Brother can't send you today, yes. There is a clothing line from Bukittinggi that contacts Abang kemaren. He said he wanted a project to make a promotional video for their new item.” Bang Rian, whose job is as a videographer and has his own production house, said from across the dining table.
I slide the chair and sit next to my mom. Today Mama and Tek Nur prepare fried rice kampung plus beef eggs as our breakfast. I took a plate of rice and one fried egg. “Iya, Bang. It's not okay. I went with Mr. Alex.” From the corner of my eye, I could see the person raising his eyebrows next to mine. The spoon that still contained rice hung in the air.
I didn't heed the look Alex had directed at me. Anyway, what can he do? Yesterday he told me not to call him Father, but that doesn't mean I have to obey, right? What's more now doesn't include office hours, so I can still ignore everything he says.
Huh! Why the hell am I? What is really going on inside of this? Why do I still hold a bad taste to the quarter Javanese boule sitting next to Bang Rian? Didn't we clear the water last night?
Hm. Not yet! Our conversation last night was interrupted by a phone call from a beautiful woman. You crocodile man! Already have a partner still want to be overly friendly to other girls, coworkers again. The heat! He really made me sick this early. And if I think I have to face it all day ....
Dang it's!
"Kayra, that's the fried egg to kill what? How to cut a cow's eye egg so noisy. Until I break the plate."
Papa's voice broke my mind. I just realized my grip on the fork and spoon in the hand was very strong. Like strangling someone's neck. "Err, sorry, Pa," my ringis towards the middle-aged man who had passed down his straight hair to me.
For the next time, the breakfast agenda goes with .. uneventful.
After breakfast, the Salim family members prepare to carry out their respective activities. Papa then took the newspaper to read it on the back porch chair, Mama and Tek Nur began to clean the table, Bang Bian was saying goodbye to his wife to go to the office. Same with me and Bang Rian. He was checking back the contents of his backpack before carrying the object he always carried everywhere. “Please take care of my sister yes, Bro.”
Uhm, what? Did I not hear wrong? What did my brother just say?
“I will.” Alex answered without hesitation.
Eng, what? What did the quarter-Javanese say?
And that's right. Just the second day of meeting, they've been casually bra-bro bra-bro ria?
Ughhhh!
****
We were walking towards the parking lot of the Maxima Hotel. It has been three past twenty-five minutes— does not feel the time is so fast passing, activities related to work are enough to get here.
“They look very competent. You must get along well at school,” Alex said as he opened the driver's side door. The first personal comment he made today.
I put my shoulders down. “Yes, they are indeed very competent and we are greatly helped by it. Most of the needs of this project, which is here, will be handled by them. And I do nothing. This has nothing to do with school slang.” I could hear his laughter from inside the car as he closed the door.
"Okaay, but you did the most important thing in thjs project, Kay, the idea.” Alex adjusted his height inside the passenger seat of my Honda Jazz. After closing the car door, he instantly opened the suit and loosened his tie.
"Tante Meli and Om Seno also had an idea for a long time. I'm just reminding you," I said again. I don't intend to approve anything that's out of this guy's mouth.
“And, by the way, new at this hour. We can go round and round first, right? I see a lot of good places here. Camera I need work too, nih.” A sophisticated camera with an additional lens that I usually see in the hands of Bang Rian or his friends while filming, or in the hands of a well-known professional photographer is now on his lap.
I was stunned after glancing at that thing. However, I immediately corrected my expression again. Want to be surprised, but the one next to me is the son of the owner of the RS group. He could have anything he wanted by just flicking a finger. I unconsciously took a long breath.
“What?”
I just shrugged and started the car engine.
****
The car we were riding turned to the left, we entered the parking area of a tourist spot that was in this city. I stopped the Honda Jazz who had been with me since I was in college at one of the parking lots that were quite empty. Hm, maybe because today is a weekday, so not many visitors are coming now.
Before going down, I replaced my high heels with flip-flops that were always standby in the car. When I went outside, I just realized the gaze of the man who knew was already in front of me. "What?" I asked her mischievous shining eyes and her smile that was just next door. "Why, Sir? Can I help you?" I admit, it is very satisfied that this heart has managed to swell Alex's heart little by little by doing what he has been forbidden.
"Come on, Kay. I have to say how many times you let me understand and stop calling me Sir, Sir, sir, that sir, ha?"
"And I'm sure I never agreed to that" I replied quickly. "Sir." Don't forget I added a pinch of spice to speed up this guy's explosive process. For some reason, since yesterday, making Alexander Rahardjo explode with anger has become one of my life goals.
"Sherx, Kay. I know you will be the death of me."
To be continued ....