WHY LOVE
Farewell

Holy PoV

I don't think there's going to be any sadness about parting with friends in the office. My eyes are also glazed. At an office restaurant, I was gathering with four marketing staff who were familiar and solid. And I also took Salma, a friend whom I had considered to be a brother.

My kangen towards Rahma's cousin was treated with the presence of Salma whose nature is almost similar. They both like to create laughter.

Sixth, we sit in two tables that are put together. The relaxed atmosphere full of laughter after this work hour, suddenly quiet as I expressed the intention of treating this time was for a farewell.

"You resigned? Why?" Salma, who asked first with round eyes, looked in disbelief.

"The rules of this company prohibit husband and wife from working in one division. You didn't forget that, did you?" my answer reminds me of regulation. Unlike the free factory employees, not exposed to the regulation.

"Oh yes, I forgot. You can change positions. But uh for what work too. There will be no shortage of this. Want nothing to stay swipe. I'd also apply if the assistant director would resign." Rere's privates apparently went up. He takes aim at Yosep, the 30-year-old single man of his assistant Hendro's father.

"In our office there are many top officials who are handsome but single. Whether they fell in love with machines or textile fabrics huh-" Dina also chimed in with her own ridiculous analysis. Make everyone laugh.

"Ngapain nyari is hard to reach. We're both ready to be gacoan." Bayu raised his eyebrows staring at Rere and Dina alternately. It is also supported by Rinto.

I will miss this laugh.

In the future it may be difficult to gather again. We really take advantage of this time together by eating as much and casual chats that are not important but invite laughter. No sense adzan magrib sound echoing. I ended the togetherness after the magrib prayer by doing wefie.

In the lobby of the restaurant only stayed me and Salma who waited for the invitation ojol. "Salma, I consider you like my brother. I don't want us to break up even if I don't work here anymore. We hang out together sometime?!"

"Yee I am hayu-hayu. With pleasure even. Although not being a sister-in-law either" Salma laughed loosely. There were no ripples of disappointment or sadness after knowing that Bang Candra already had a future wife. But it was I who was sad and sorry for Salma who was so loyal to her heart that loved Brother.

"Sal, you have to open your heart. You are beautiful and kind. I'm sure there are a lot of guys interested in you. The soul mate is a divine mystery, Sal. I experienced it myself. Two weeks later, God decided in His way. I even married a man who was two months close."

My words made Salma surprised and amazed. I have never told him, only now. When Salma wanted to ask again, the bull came. I promise if I see you later I'll tell you again. Salma and I hugged each other.

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"Well done,.beautiful?" Mas Nico approached me who fit into his room, I immediately sat on the sofa resting my back on the backrest.

"Already, Mas. Sad also yes have to separate, but not long ago we are familiar but seemed to have known for years."

"Honey, if you still want to work, it's okay as long as you don't have children. I don't want you to be sad. I'll talk to you later, ask for the right position for you. We can't just be with one division." Mas Nico looked at me with guilt for seeing the sad me.

"That's not necessary. I'm steady. I sincerely follow Mas Nico's desire to be at home." I sprayed her cheeks with a big smile. Mas Nico should not feel guilty about this decision.

****

Saturday morning.

Candra's car is parked in front of the Salma boarding house that is ready to wait for her. As promised, Candra invites Salma who will go to Malangbong to join her who will go to the lake.

"Nobody's stuff left behind?" ask Candra. Because seeing Salma brought nothing. Just the sling bag he was carrying.

"What combat tools?" Candra frowned at Salma who was installing a safety belt.

"He he he he..cosmetics for facial care and his colleagues, bang."

"There-there's a term-" Candra chuckled. There are always funny things Salma makes and makes her laugh.

After a three-hour drive from Jakarta, passing the Cipularang toll road and.now it is close to the Malangbong area.

Along the way, despite being filled with casual chatter, Salma caught that there was something different about the boss' handsome face. Although her eyes were blocked by the sunglasses perched on her towering nose, Salma could peek out from the corner of the glasses. He sees the eyes like a restless person.

Bang Candra why? I dare not ask. Unless he wants to confide in himself. But he is a closed man. Duh, confused. Ask no, ask no.

Salma's inner war is not over. The car has entered Malangbong.

"Bang, stop in front of the market huh!" Salma pointed 100 meters in front of the building to the left in the form of Malangbong market.

"Whose house is it, Sal?" Candra looked to the left right looking for a house. Because the car stopped on the shoulder of the front road of the market.

"Bang Candra is quite antherin until here. My house went in again to the left, through the village road. I'm wearing ojol aja Bang." Salma opened the safety belt and tidied her long hair with her fingers.

"I'm all antherin, Sal. Which way?" Candra witnessed a three-way intersection where her car was parked.

"Thank you bang. Next time get anterine. Now bang Candra has a main purpose to the lake right? If anterin I will meet my father and be forced to enter first. It could be a long time ago, later to the Lake kesorean."

Salma's explanation makes Candra understand. After Salma thanked her, Candra drove her car forward. Salma stared at him until Candra's car drifted away and lost sight of the cars behind her.

Bang Candra is heading for her lover .

I've already lost.

*It seems like I*m going to have to follow Holy's advice.

Time to move on. Hope it can!

The Came on Salma.

The man in this world is not just Candra.

"Teh Salma, huh?"

The sound of the driver ojol surprised Salma who was still standing and daydreaming.

"Yes." Yeah."

Ojol takes Salma to his parents' house which he had imagined would be greeted with questions from the Father, as if collecting debts. "Where's kabogohna? (Where's her boyfriend?)

...Seriate...