8 To 4: The Mayor's Contract Wife
Suspicious
Time has shown at nine o'clock at night, but Wira still hasn't come home.
“Bi, emang Mas Wira often go home malem gini well?”
“Iya, Mom. Said Mas Abdi, Father if you have worked like hard to stop. Kaya is not tired.”
“Not Mas Wira it more often take care of plants in the office yah?”
“I'm rich too, Mom. But if the horrors of Mas Abdi and the aides who always follow you everywhere other stories. Mas Abdi said, the work of the Father is the hardest among others. His working hours are also the longest of all his employees, including Mas Abdi.”
Ajeng back to thinking, ‘Kok can?’
Because it was night, Bik Sumi said goodbye to rest. So only Ajeng who still read books on the terrace alone.
Before long, Wira's car entered the yard and Abdi down followed Wira while carrying various vegetables in both hands.
“Not sleeping, Jeng?”
Ajeng.
Wira sat on an empty chair beside Ajeng, took off his shoes and replaced them with sandals. He then washed his hands and opened the hood and saw that his dinner was still intact. “You haven't eaten?”
Ajeng.
“Already, I take a shower first yah?”
Ajeng went in and washed the fresh vegetables that Abdi brought before being put in the refrigerator. He felt it was a pity that the vegetable should be thrown out tomorrow morning because it was withered or rotten.
“Again?” ask the girl who just finished the shower.
“Oh this, nyuci vegetables.”
The hero saw that the side dishes Bi Sumi had prepared had started to cool. And he knew from Bi Sumi that Ajeng did not like the food that was cold.
“Sit!” decalogue.
The man was handsome then put his towel in the back of a chair and opened the contents of the refrigerator to look for something. He returned with garlic and bombai as well as various types of spices and other ingredients.
“Mas Wira want to say?”
“She's hungry?”
“Iya, but..” Ajeng looked at Wira doubtfully. “Emang can?”
“Sit and watch!” order Wira while putting onions and broccoli in front of Ajeng.
Ajeng helps Wira peel the onions because they do not know how to stay as big as chicken eggs because too much is wasted. It also chopped broccoli along with all its stems and leaves.
“You never peeled bombay?”
Ajeng.
“This is why the broccoli is chopped rich like this?” gerutu Hero.
But despite being annoyed, this time Wira was not angry at Ajeng. He took another onion and peeled it himself. Wira also taught Ajeng how to cut white mustard and pokcoy, as well as ear mushrooms and broccoli. Once all the ingredients are ready, Wira starts her cooking action. In an instant, a plate of capcay was already presented on the dining table.
“Happy meal!” said Wira while handing the spoon and fork to Ajeng.
Ajeng observed for a moment the first work of food Wira for him, smiled then began to taste it little by little.
“Where?”
“Enak.”
“Why did you first see it?”
“Seneng only taste can enjoy food without worry and must be tasted first with others.”
“You mean?”
Wira hurriedly fetched cold water in the refrigerator but Ajeng instead spouted it because it was too cold.
“Why?”
“Big cold. I can't drink too cold. So if you want to drink cold, must be mixed first with ordinary water.”
“Yassalam..”
That night was the first time they enjoyed dinner together.
"By the way, what about Ani?" tanya Ajeng opened the chat. "Auntie said that Manda's mom came here too."
"Tomorrow we take care of it again at work" replied Wira with a smile and made Ajeng feel even more unwell. "Now finish your food first and then rest. It's not work hours."
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The next morning, Ajeng first met Wira in his room without being called.
“What is this? Tumben diligent and deft?” sindir Wira's.
“It's eight in the morning. Working time.”
The hero saw the weaker clock on his desk showing at 08:04.
“What's up?” tanya Wira who switched from her work chair to the guest chair near Ajeng.
Ajeng handed over a photocopy of the extension permit he found yesterday. “Do you know about this?”
The hero nodded and put it back on the table. “I know but it's too late.”
“You mean?”
“I don't know when they asked me to make a sign for the permission. No one said that the extension will be held simultaneously with the tourist market. Yesterday the day after tomorrow, I just found out but it's too late to cancel. All preparations have been made and losses will be even greater if too forced.”
“But you know who this is? Who should be responsible for all these problems?”
Wira reviews thin smile.
“And you want to diem?”
“Already, do not solve the problem by adding new problems! Most importantly now, we have succeeded.”
“So far as the story goes, traders in the tourist market can grow that much when they mostly choose to come to the event?”
“After knowing the promotional strategy you did yesterday, I went to another merchant association that has not been registered in the scope of the built dinkop. They welcomed my offer to fill an empty stand in the tourist market. Even they are also willing to register and join our built MSMEs. So not only the tourist market can run successfully, but our built competitors also increase.”
“Wah! I thought I was the most talented person. But what's the life?” said Ajeng acting disappointed.
“You are very meritorious. Thanks to your courage to enter the mother market, I so got many ideas to succeed this tourist market event.”
And suddenly Ajeng so remembered about the gossip circulating in the market yesterday.
“Oh yes Mas, yesterday I went to the market and people started gossiping about how we met in Siliwangi. They even know that I can speak Japanese with Mr. Suzuki. And strangely enough, they also know that we sleep in separate rooms. Isn't that weird?”
“Listen, everyone in Siliwangi already knows that you suddenly nyium me on the hill so what is strange if they know you can speak Japanese with Mr. The suzuki? Many Carang Sewu people work and trade in Siliwangi, and vice versa. So the quick exchange of information is not a difficult thing. That's why I signed a contract with you. Because I don't want that sloping news messing with my job.”
Ajeng's face flushed instantly recalling his silly act of kissing Wira that day. “OK. Let's just say information can move that fast from Siliwangi to Carang Sewu. Then how about we split the room?”
“I believe in my people. And I don't like you accusing them recklessly.”
“Oh yes? But I don't believe in them and I'm starting to feel uncomfortable living with them.”
“Stop being childish!” Wira went out of his room and left Ajeng who was still not satisfied with the reply of Wira.
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