When Teacher Meets Pilot 2
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"Should you please, Ra?"

"Oh, I don't understand."

Tiara placed the shopping bag she was carrying next to the table she was sitting with Ralin and Mega. Mega who had not known Tiara only gave a sweet smile as soon as she saw Tiara land on the restaurant's soft sofa.

"Eh, Mba Mega yes, God is his wife Doctor Rey, beautiful yes." Tiara shakes Mega.

"I really, really, met you guys, at Vo's birthday, but at that time you ran away Ra, before we had a chance to talk."

"Yes, I'm sorry, I wasn't polite at the time."

"Well, I'm tired of shopping?" Mega spoke very friendly, making the atmosphere familiar even though they had just greeted each other.

"I'm not Ma'am, his father has a gawe. The other one has a fever for girls."

For a moment Mega and Tiara looked at each other, then looked at the huge belly of Tiara.

"So the second woman? Cool dong pair." Ralin looked enthusiastic.

"Congratulations."

"Oh," Tiara smiled amusedly, "we don't know yet Mba, who is this guy or girl?"

"usg yet?"

"His stomach is already big, his genitals are not yet visible yes, still clumping?"

Tanya Ralin and Mega alternately.

"Everything's done, USG is just as sex has been formed, only I just don't want to be told, let's surprise."

"That's what you do."

"Let's exclaim Mba, but Yundhi Kearangkan Papa kayaknya who want a granddaughter."

At a separate table, the three young fathers also had a casual chat. Yundhi, Yaris and Rey's sayings could hear what the wives were talking about, but they chose not to chim in on anything the women were talking about. Until Yundhi catches an impending agreement between his wife and Ralin, Yaris' wife.

"My son is the same lo?" Yaris suddenly shouted in interjection, "well, don't."

The three women stared at Yundhi, especially Tiara who felt that Yundhi was a little exaggerated.

"Gini yes Lin," Yundhi again said, "if you are the same, I am okay, you're a good person, but because your husband is a person," with the index finger pointed at Yaris, "I have to think about it again. Sorry, sorry for that."

"Well, you think I'd be with you." Now Yaris is reacting, "until your son chases after my son, I'll be the first to misahin them."

"Lo dare to reject my son?" Yundhi.

Lah?

"Lo amnesia?"

"Lo's loss, the seed is clear, my children were born with the set of all the forces of this universe, you know." Suddenly Yundhi spoke an absurd narcissist.

"Even if his powers are from heaven on the seventh level, I gather the powers of the hereafter to help me separate them."

"Darling!" call Yundhi to his wife, "remember this Yaris said!"

The women only shook their heads to see the reaction their husbands showed. There only Reyhan who is not active because he feels that what his best friend is doing is only a coachman debate.

"They're three heads, right? Why is it still like that?"~Ralin

"Aren't they winning? A friendship? But every time I see why it's like someone sitting on firecrackers, noise."~Tiaras

"Ga knows me. Mending order a meal, maybe they're actually hungry."~Mega

***

That morning for Yundhi will visit the headquarters of Prasetya company which is located in the city center. Tiara had already remembered that when she opened her eyes in the morning. Thus, after completing the morning ritual, Tiara prepared all the needs of the Yundhi. Unlike the needs used if you want to fly, this time Tiara prepared a short-sleeved shirt and suit only. Without the frills of ties and hats, because before officially joining the family company, Yundhi was reluctant to wear a tie to the office.

As soon as Yundhi came out of the bathroom, all the attributes he would wear were ready on the bed. Tiara's special features, which never disappoint him.

"Am I wearing a jacket, honey?"

"Tackle? Ga hot?"

"A light jacket, let's look young."

"Do you want to work or want to hire an intern?"

"Okay, I'm wearing this one, which you've prepared." Sambar Yundhi was quick, choosing the safe path from the tirid tones of Tiara.

Tiara who had been ignited also chose to relieve himself. The morning is not worth welcoming with a burning soul emotion.

"Can I follow you?" Tiara asked as she helped button up Yundhi's shirt.

"You want to work in the office too? Don't do it, I can still charge you with our children, even until we have a great-grandchild later. My job is work, your job is to enjoy" he replied straightforwardly and confidently.

At that moment Tiara let go of her help.

"You haven't heard until you've finished drawing it like a geledek."

Yundhi pulled back the hand of Tiara who broke away from his shirt.

"I want to eat lunch," Yundhi seemed to think, very understanding of Tiara's intentions but, trying to find roots that could make Tiara would break the rules.

"You can't cook."

Again, Tiara removed her hand from Yundhi's shirt, and Yundhi gently pulled her back.

"What's that?"

"If you cook, you'll be tired."

"What the hell is a job that can't make you tired?"

"Ga there, but I don't want you to drop because I'm tired of being sure I continue to have the same effect as our son, ask Bik Jo to cook."

"Your wife Bik Jo?" Tiara was getting upset. Yundhi was wrong, "i'm pregnant instead of sick, just cooking will not make me faint, if tired will be able to sit, rest." Tiara started to tear up. He is currently feeling sensitive.

Yundhi sees it, he knows Tiara is bored, wants to do activities. Tiara was used to being busy, working in her daily life since young. But Yundhi's trauma when he saw Tiara wretched first made him give rules that slightly curb the wife.

His shirt was not finished on the Tiara button but Yundhi was eager to hug the woman in front of him.

"What do you want to cook?"

"I don't know yet, I don't know what's in the fridge."

"Why would you take me to lunch? I can go home and eat at home if you ask."

Tiara keeps the body away.

"I want to kayak the farmer I saw on the television. His crate again works in the fields, continues to bring lunch with his wife. They eat in the rice fields. I think it's delicious. We don't have rice fields, you're not an oetani. Anyway all this time I might not bring you lunch on a plane, to the airport. We never had lunch at your workplace."

Tiara's long answer made Yundhi laugh a little.

"OK, just don't get tired and ask Bik Jo to help."

Tiara's eyes sparkled again and her smile expanded. He really wanted to feel the sensation of lunch at the husband's workplace. Like the coverage he saw here. Eat with a simple home menu, together with the husband.

"It wants your son, it doesn't want me."

"Yes, yeah, yeah."

Tiara again helped Yundhi get dressed.

"So you're like we're farmers, so let's dong now I work on you first before going to the office." Reveal Yundhi while raising her eyebrows.

"Gosh my god."

Yundhi sat down, thank you Mr. Tani.

***

"Here let Mama same Bik Jo finish, you sit down." Tawar Citra on Tiara who insisted again continue cooking the last menu.

"This is Ma, Tiara can do it." The dough of potato parchment that he made did seem to have been ready in the form of a Tiara. His hands started to slow down while kneading.

"It's if your Papa can see it's raging." The image began to fidget at the small droplets of sweat on Tiara's forehead.

"You're the one who ngadon let Mama shape, and Bik Jo who fried, yes. We're working together together." Citra Proposal.

Feeling bad for making her in-laws anxious, Tiara agreed. The next minute he left the dough to Citra to form even though he really wanted to play a total role in making food that would be the first lunch of Yundhi.

"Thank you Ma."

"Yes, now sit down, you've got that memory."

***

Approaching lunchtime Yundhi still follows meetings with several employees and the owner of the company, who is none other than his own father. Really Yundhi is still not used to this new activity. Hans asked him to be more active again visiting the office if he was day off. That's where he is now. Sitting next to his father, reading documents, listening to presentations and signing autographs if needed.

Looking at the clock that was coiled around his wrist, Yundhi estimated that Tiara should have arrived at the office. If not in that situation, he might have made a move calling his soul mate.

"Target this month the achievement is too low if appealed last month. We've implemented a new program, haven't we? If it is not effective why not just delete it, and re-apply the program that used to be." said Yundhi with a tone full of authority.

"That means we're backing down sir. The company next door has already implemented the same program and they have successfully passed the target..."

"Well what are you doing? Where's analysis? Where's survey?" yundhi's tone rose, Hans gasped, "you're already on a high salary. If the situation on the field you are not good, your professionalism I ask, if just sitting behind a table instead of your real state is blind. You are certainly more experienced than me, but I am not a million to know the data you show is not the result of your observations directly in the field, I know this is the survey results of employees whose education level, I know, sorry, maybe low that you guys raided until the results are raw like this. I don't want to be condescending, but that's the reality. Please argue that I'm wrong."

No one answered, the room was silent for a while which meant that Yundhi's argument was valid. Some of them started to pale. Didn't expect to get hit by a new boss.

Hans gives Yundhi room to dominate, as sooner or later Yundhi will take his place.

"I give it until this month, if the target is not exceeded by more than five percent, you will get a love letter from me. And, if the program does not work, go back to the old program. Returning does not mean we are retreating. Coming back to win would not be wrong. Your analysis is needed to mature it and make it work." Yundhi gave a pause.

"A week from now, the President Director must receive the most valid, solid, and real survey and analysis reports from you. Not an outcome like this." Yundhi threw the bundle of documents onto the table

After finishing with his sentence, the phone in Yundhi's pocket shook. Yundhi opens it because Hans is taking over again. A message from Tiara. A moment Yundhi read it. The next moment Yundhi's eyes were rounded full with a sudden pias face. He looked at Hans.

"Pa," in a low voice Yundhi called Hans, forgetting that he was in the office who should have called Hans by the official designation, "Tiara."

In that instant Yundhi got up and ran towards the exit. Tiara filled his head. Various allegations milling. How could this happen in his office building. Tiara needs him now. Now either.