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Long story short, the shoulder injury suffered by Atan gradually improved. He even returned to work as usual after a month of sabbatical. And a few days ahead of the wedding plan with Tyra implemented.


News about marriage suddenly sticking and crowded discussed on social media. They did not even hesitate to make their own assumptions about the reason the marriage was held so quickly.


Some guess if Tyra is pregnant with the lover's child, there are also those who think positively that indeed Tyra only wants to marry young, young, as he once said the woman on one of his live social media accounts first.


Some contracts with big brands Tyra accidentally cancel, and some he refuses because Atan wants Tyra to focus on her pregnancy. Atan had even warned Tyra to be a housewife after marriage. Yes, although Tyra also still has his own big business success is not kidding.


Atan sits on his desk chair, starting to do the grueling end-of-month job. Salary input, employee data updates, and many more.


The HR head is ready to retire next month, and rightly, Atan who will be the new HR head after this. Atan's career path is always good because of his earnest performance and always gets good feedback from superiors. Atan is one of the few highly competent employees of Earth Beauty.


“There was a call in his study, Mr. Nolan, Tan.”, Bu Ruya said, carrying several maps in his hands, preparing to go to the place with Atan, the new HR head candidate.


“Oh, well, bu.” replied Atan spontaneously. He immediately got up, tidied up, grabbed his phone and ballpoint, then put it in the pocket of the gray shirt he was wearing and walked out of the room with Ruya.


His steps followed Ruya's steps which turned out to be very fast. This woman is indeed old, but always deft and right to make a decision. Atan had already learned a lot of it all from Ruya.


Arriving in front of a very classy room made of thick opaque glass inscribed with Earth Beauty President's room, Ruya tapped on the seven-inch thick glass blade three times. Then, push it firmly until it is wide open and followed by Atan's steps behind him.


“Good afternoon, sir Nolan.”


Nolan, who was half busy looking at the report on his desk, was now staring at the two presences near the door of the room.


“Oh, Bu Ruya. Please login.”


The sound of knocking shoes that collide with the floor is clear because it turns out, this room is specifically designed with soundproof arrangement.


“Please sit down first,” Nolan invited his two best employees. Then it continued with serious talks about the work in the HR section, and ended with the transfer of office from Ruya to Atan.


“Bu Ruya, I on behalf of Earth Beauty say thank you very much for the hard work Bu Ruya has done all this time.” Nolan said as she greeted the woman who is much older than him. Since being accepted to work, what Nolan sees is not age, but performance and Ruya is a person who has Nolan criteria. And now, Atanlah the person who has these criteria when Ruya's career is over.


“Thank you, sir Nolan.”


“As a form of our thanks, we will provide compensation in the form of allowance money for the devotion of bu Ruya during this.”


Atan smiled as he looked at the woman beside him.


“Alright, thank you for taking the time to work for Ruya and Mr. Atan. Please get back to work.”


Nolan stood up, followed by Atan and Ruya. They compactly left Atan's workspace and returned to the HR room. There was already busy preparing to go home, but Ruya interrupted immediately.


“We briefed briefly.”


All who are ready to leave the place, then stand in one of the spaces they usually use for briefing. There, Ruya began to talk a lot about what was said by Nolan, then at the end of the briefing session, Ruya said goodbye and introduced Atan as the new head of HR.


“No Ma'am, it is precisely us who apologize if all this time we have been wrong on Bu Ruya.”


Ruya smiled. “We forgive each other, yes. Hope your career here is more successful.”


“Amin .. ” say they are together.


“After this, you will get a much better replacement, more modern, and more competent than me, and of course, handsome also energetic.”


Yeah, who doesn't know Atan. This man is always famous for having a brilliant brain in the office. But his name has lately become a talk because of the Tyra case, and reportedly who will marry the top model, as if to be a justification for those who do not like it.


“I'm not that good, Miss Ruya. I also ask for the cooperation of the seniors in this HR team if there are obstacles.”


All agreed and the briefing ended.


***


Atan promised to come to Tyra's house today. His future wife experienced severe nausea and vomiting to weakness. And Atan intends to take Tyra to one of the obstetricians known to Tyra as a good friend of his father.


At Tyra's house, there was a bit of chaos because Tyra could not resist the nausea and finally vomited his stomach contents before reaching the bathroom sink. As a result, Atan patiently cleans it up and asks Tyra to rest before they leave.


“The condition of the fetus is good, it may only be a bit fussy yes the mother.” said the female doctor who still rotates the gynecologist above Tyra's stomach. “I give the same vitamin reliever nausea yes. Eat not late. In addition, there is a lot of fruit and vegetable consumption. If there is a history of ulcers, do not eat fruit that tastes cool, later relapse.”


Tyra nodded obediently. Atan who had been accompanying him did not release the palm of Tyra, making SpOG.'s doctor hold a smile. Firdaus asked for this meeting to be kept secret, and of course Karen's doctor agreed to it.


“For the type of kela-min, can only be seen when the age of sixteen weeks yes.” said the doctor then stood up and rubbed the end of the transducer with a tissue. “If later nausea is still excessive, can be checked again, yes.”


Atan and Tyra agree, then help Tyra wake up from the fall while confirming the clothes are revealed. Karen sat down, Atan and Tyra followed.


“I heard from doctor Firdaus, you guys are getting married this week.”


“Iya, doctor.” replied Atan briefly.


“Congratulations yes.” said doctor Karen while smiling gently.


Tyra and Atan glanced at each other, then smiled back.


“Thank you doctor.”


After redeeming the medicine at the pharmacy, Atan returned to the car. Inside there is Tyra who looks tired and leaning on the car seat. Atan sat behind the wheel, then installed the seatbelt.


“You eat first?” ask Atan while starting the car engine.


“I males, if you see rice pingin vomit.”


Atan rubbed Tyra's cheek which looked thin. “Eat a little, okay. Let you be strong, adeknya get nutritional intake.”


Tyra's getting lazy. His stomach became nauseous. And on standby Atan jumped down accompanying Tyra who was already crouching spewing out the rest of his entrails.


“Eat yes? I'll see you through until you're done, and sleep.” []


...—To be continue—...