A Friend from Malaysia

Smell What?

"Yola, are you really not going back to KL?" the man asked, sounding frustrated.

Yola has been back to Jakarta for a week. And until now there has been no sign of his heart adoration will return as soon as possible to Kuala Lumpur. Makes the heart of Ilham become a nelangsa because of it.

While Yola herself could not often tell him. The woman did not dare to oppose her Papa not to contact Ilham. But sometimes his longing for Ammar, ah not only on Ammar but on Ilham also makes the woman silent still often steal the opportunity to receive the call of Ilham or sometimes he himself who took the initiative to call.

"Yola answered my brother! When will Yola return to KL? What about Yola's job in N-one, abandoned?" he said he reasoned that in his heart he also missed.

"I don't know. Papa can't let Yola go back to Kuala Lumpur ...." Answer Yola with a troubled heart.

"Eh, how can that be! You're under contract with an N-one, you can't stop in the middle of a road like this before a year!" ilham.

Yola closed her eyes heavily. He hasn't even spent a month working in N-one, and now he's about to resign. This is not a problem of penalty that makes him anxious, but rather the professionalism of his work that needs to be questioned.

"Abang, Yola will compensate for the penalty. Brother just sent the charges to Yola. Later Yola will change the fine for violating the contract," said Yola.

Yola's words even made Ilham more furious.

"You're stupid to ape? You kire brother don't de money to, so want to expect compensation from Yola?" balas Ilham.

"Not so brother, no matter how Yola breaks the contract, then as a form of Yola professionalism, Yola will be responsible with compensation," said Yola.

"No! Sonless. If you want responsibility, take responsibility with your heart and your feelings. Yola come back here! Or the brother who took Yola to Jakarta!" shouts Inspiration on the phone.

The childish treatment of Inspiration makes Yola choose to turn off the phone.

A few days later, Yola again received a call from Ilham. This time the man went on a rampage, as Malaysian electronic and print media ran news that made him hot. Somehow they get it, Yola is also surprised the photo and his vidion is with Rafly at a party spread just like that to the neighboring country. The two only attended the wedding of one of their school friends.

"Tell Brother Yola, you want revenge with your brother to do this? How can you go out alone with a guy we don't have a husband with?" Love with a very high level of jealousy.

"He's my schoolmate, my upperclassman. What's wrong if we go together to our friend's wedding invitation at High School?" ask Yola not to feel guilty. 

He also feels a little guilty for giving Rafly a little chance to be close to him.

*Flashback on*

"Please give the same opportunity that you give to Inspiration. I promise I'll treat you better than he did" Rafly said.

Yola refused.

"Give me a chance even though I know I still won't be able to accept brother, isn't that PHP's name?" reply Yola. "I'm not used to being cruel like that."

Rafly smile.

"Don't worry about me. I'll prepare my heart to be hurt" said Rafly, not to be outdone, making Yola even more upset by it. "And after all, is it not to reject this match, that you need me as a shield in front of Om Abhimanyu? At least you've tried to have a relationship with me, even though it ended up not fitting in? I can help you pretend."

The offer sounds tempting. All right, this once, thought Yola. Maybe his dad won't be able to keep pushing him if you see he's tried with Rafly but in the end there's still no match between them.

"Alright, but just pretend. That's also if Rafly's sister doesn't feel used," said Yola.

"Of course not. I don't feel used, really!" answer the man.

"Thank you, sister," Yola replied with a heart that was actually not very sincere.

"Same-same. Then how about we start the proxy plan? Two days later my friend Aditya got married. He was my classmate in High School. She married Friska. If it's not wrong first, you're the same he was friends in SD, more precisely your gang friend, trio centess, remember? "Leedek Rafly.

"Oh my God, Friska? She married? Duuh, I haven't seen him in a long time. In the past, after graduating from Elementary School, our Junior High School never again exchanged communication, because I heard, his mother divorced and he joined his grandmother living in Kalimantan," said Yola amazed.

"Well, they did meet in Kalimantan. Aditya worked there after college. Meet Friska, the soul mate finally married, deh." said Rafly. "So how? You want to not? Consider this our first pedekate, I'll pick you up at your house."

"Yes already. I want to, Brother!"

*flashback off*

"Yola, did you hear brother? You can't go to a wedding like that with another guy. What if people think he's your husband?"

Yola took a breath. Looks like this Inspiration has been too late possessive.

"But by the way, brother, why did the Malaysian journalists get that photo? We are not from among celebrities, my married friends are also ordinary people. Brother's time was so popular that they had to chase news about me getting to Indonesia?"

Inspiration paused for a moment, it seemed that Yola's question had affected him a little. Why did the paparazzi chase Yola to Jakarta?

"Abang, where's Ammar? I miss Ammar" said Yola.

"Die exists. Ammar, you want to talk to Mommy, right?" Ilham asked Ammar who was busy playing the playstation next to Ilham.

"Hallo, Mom? Mom, when Mommy comes back? Ammar longed very much and from that moment Ammar could not bear the smell here," complained the boy.

Yola frowned confusedly. 

"You what, baby? Why don't you ask Daddy to check what's smelling there?" ask Yola.

"Such as I check, the smell comes from Daddy" the boy said.

"What smell do yo mean, little boy?" tanya Ilham was not willing to be accused of smell by Ammar.

"The smell of jealousy, Mom, hihihi," he said giggling.

That answer made Ilham's face blush. 

"Secret Boy, how can you tempt a Daddy like that?" ilham said while tickling Ammar.

The boy was unceasingly laughing from being tickled by Inspiration. It made Yola laugh. It felt like he was becoming more and more yearning for those two people. Oh my God, how is this?

                               ******

It has been two weeks that Yola has returned to Jakarta. Yola has repeatedly pleaded with Abhimanyu to be allowed to return to Kuala Lumpur to complete his duties at N-one. But Abhimanyu was determined not to allow it.

And this afternoon Yola received a call from Leon.

"My challenge for you in increasing the turnover of N-one in the northern suburbs of the city has been fulfilled by 3% therefore I have decided to appoint you as Director of Marketing, Yolanda Gunawan. But mase ni ape what are you doing? In 2 weeks, you're not at the office, you want to play me?" reprimand Leon. "If you don't come, I'll leave it to someone more competent!"

Yola took a breath.

"Yellow!!!" Leon sounded angry. "Where can you do as you please? You were chosen as the marketing director and we dropped all the other candidates during that interview in order to receive you. If you quit, you know how hard it is to find another marketing director?"

In fact, beside Leon at that time there was Ilham and also Nadira. Leon calls on Ilham's orders to get Yola back. And Leon's attitude while scolding Yolanda on the phone in Ilham's appreciation by giving her a thumbs up.

"I'm sorry. I was wrong about that. But I'll pay the penalty fee, don't worry vice chairman, I'll call Nadira as Director of Personnel" Yola said.

While they were busy arguing, Abhimanyu suddenly came so that Yola temporarily removed the phone from his ear without turning off the phone line.

"Do you have a busy night?" ask Abhimanyu to Yola.

"Nothing, Pa. Busy trying to. Yola's nocturnal just at home, boring ..." lamented Yolanda.

"Good then. Later that night we're invited by Rafly's family for dinner. And be beautiful, you will meet your future father-in-law" said the Papa.

The inspiration that heard Abhimanyu's words on the phone became cold hot because of it.

"Mr ...."

"Papa did not accept the objection. And about your boredom, you can help Papa in the office take care of the needs of the G-1 starting tomorrow. Papa can pay you more than N-one," Abhimanyu said with a cynical smile glancing at the phone Yola was holding.

Before he entered, he had listened to a little of his daughter's conversation on the phone with one of the people he thought was N-one staff. And if he's not mistaken, the inspiration must be listening to their conversation.

Realizing that her Papa glanced at her phone and she had not turned off Yola's phone immediately hurriedly pressed the red icon on the phone screen that turned off the phone call.

Unconcerned at his daughter's nervous act of getting caught, Abhimanyu immediately left Yolanda's room.

Meanwhile, at the N-one office in Kuala Lumpur, Ilham began to heat up to hear the words of his in-laws on the phone. He began to walk back and forth unruly

What does it mean that Abhimanyu will bring Yola to meet his future father-in-law. To Rafly's house he said? Meaning that the future-in-law was Rafly's parents? Damnit damnit! Did Abhimanyu mean to marry Yola to Rafly? Can't do. This can't be allowed.

"Hey, relax, Bro!" said Leon trying to calm the heart of his friend who looks upset.

"How can I calm down? You didn't hear ape kate from Yola's dad. He wants to take my wife to meet the future in-laws at Rafly's house? Who is Rafly? Kenape has to be like this? That means Papa Abi wants to bring Yola to mate with that guy named Rafly!" said Ilham anxiously.

"Calm down first, Inspiration, we can think of a way out later," Nadira said trying to calm down.

                              ******

"Is this Yolanda? You are so beautiful, baby!" greet her Mama Rafly.

The dinner that Papa told Yola ended up going on as well as she wanted. Inevitably, Yola continued to leave as well with Abhimanyu and Ratih.

"Yes, Aunt. I'm Yolanda," said Yola introducing herself.

"Tante has long wanted to see you. Aunty has long heard about you from Rafly. But you're always busy from school abroad until you go back to Jakarta, uh he says you go back to Kuala Lumpur to work. So honey, what do you do there?" ask the middle-aged woman to Yola.

"I work there Auntie as Marketing Director," Yola replied as she glanced at Abhimanyu who looked unhappy at her explanation.

"Yolanda has stopped from there. He will start taking care of the Guna-1 company from now on" replied Abhimanyu.

"Papa ..." Yola protested against her Papa's attitude.

But again the Papa was indifferent. It can be seen by the host.

"How about we have dinner now? Later the food will be cold," said Mama Rafly as if to melt the tension between Yola and her Papa. 

"Rafly, you accompany Yola first. Show me where the dining room is!" firdaus's orders to his son. 

Rafly who from earlier only manut listened to the stale talk between the two families with a calm and unpretentious attitude invited Yola to the dining room.

"Come, Yol!" he said, rising from his seat.

Yola obediently followed this man towards the dining room. Rafly looks calm. His hand went into his pants pocket. But once at the dinner table, the man pulled a chair for him.

"Please sit down, Princess!"

Yola gasps. Those words reminded him a little of Inspiration. Ilham often called her the Princess.

Soon their parents joined them. In the middle of that quiet dinner, her mother Rafly arrives. Mrs. Marisa open her mouth.

"So when are you planning on getting married?"

The deg!The deg!The deg!

Yola surprised. And strangely why was he the only one surprised?

"Mama's seen the development of your relationship for two weeks. You guys are dating, right? And you're Rafly, don't tell me you have no intention of marrying Yola, yeah! Mama doesn't agree that you approached her just to play her, "the ultimatum.

"Gosh, Ma. Yeah nope. How could Rafly possibly want to play Yola? Can hang Raffly the same Om Abi later," he said.

The two pairs of old men laughed out loud as did Rafly. Yola herself was uncomfortable in the situation.

"So, then. When are you planning to get married? I can't wait for my grandchild" said Marisa.

"If I'm up to Yola and Om Abi only," said Rafly making Yola flinch and glare at him.

Not like their previous plans. Rafly did not refuse at all, whereas at this moment, they could use it by saying they were not suitable for each other.

"Then it's as soon as possible. How about next week?" abhimanyu's suggestion made Yola into an appetiteless and put down her spoon unhappily.

"Tante, sorry a thousand sorry, but it looks like I can't get married. Brother Rafly is far from me. Aunty said that aunt wanted a grandchild? I'm afraid that if Brother Rafly marries me, you'll have to accept a grandson who is not your flesh and blood" Yola said.

Marisa and Firdaus frowned.

"meaning?"

"I mean I've been married and I already have children. I'm afraid you can't accept my son's status and whereabouts later" Yola said.