About the Heart

Choices

Dion PoV's

Once Rendra's out, I'll lock my apartment. Not worried if he'll come back again but it's too late, it's time for me to rest my body. The messy living room with various kinds of garbage that Rendra produced I just ignored it. I was a person who was so uncomfortable with something out of place.

I made my step straight into the room. Your HP that I haven't had time to tear apart, I just put it on the nightstand. I want to immediately drown myself in the sea of dreams to remove the traces of fatigue that hit my body. But my mind cannot compromise. The memory of your HP is too strong.

"What's up, anyway, on your HP?" Why bother my mind," I murmured.

I'll take your HP and I'll unlock it immediately. There was a little doubt in my heart but my curiosity was more powerful. Whatsapp! The app I want to visit the most. There are no suspicious traces.

Aryans? It's clean! There's no trace of naughty chatter.

Rud?

Whatisthis? An indecent photo, you perverted male base. He could have sent this photo to a woman. My hands are clenched because I ended a blow on my bed. My heart ached with the man cornering by relying on irreverence.

Aarrgghh!

Ddrrtt-ddrrtt-drr!

Your HP had suddenly received a video call from the man who had just infuriated me. Without a second thought, I picked up the phone. I want to know, what he wants.

"Kok, you?" his face changed when he saw me on his phone screen.

I'll give you my expression, "What else do you want?"

"Can't I call her?" rud replied with his smirk smile.

"For what? You have no more business, don't bother him!" my clear.

That smirk smile made my blood slowly raise its boiling point. The fist that I had put on the bed earlier, it felt like I wanted to lay it on his annoying face as well. But I hold on, I don't want you to ask me about her condition again. Don't let my anger backfire on our relationship. The relationship I've been fighting for all this time, I won't let it crumble just because of anger.

"I want to talk to you, when do you have time?" tanyaku later.

All these emotions must be resolved immediately. No one can control the heart but the mind must be cleared immediately. I have one shot of faith to keep fighting for this after the proposal you received. I think it's a strong signal if you want to fight for the feeling I have. My race is so strong and your race I feel is getting stronger.

"I'll call you later, send me your number!" the answer.

Ok! We're gonna finish this. There will be no end if we never start.

*****

This Friday morning showcases the paradox of feeling in my heart. My white heart smiles with the new status you gave me last night. Waking up with your fiancee's label is something I never imagined. I'm happy! But the dark side of my heart is being grieved. This is my last day with Maya and Mas Rendra in this office. And I hate situations like this. My tears are so bad, the rain of sorrow will surely strike. Ah, I always hated goodbyes.

"Sa, nih, your HP," Mas Rendra put my flat object on the table.

I smiled at Mas Rendra. "Thank you, Mom, I'm sorry to have to take it in the morning."

"Yes, I'm troubled, but if I refuse for sure your boyfriend will not eat for free, again," continued Mas Rendra.

"She's my fiancee, Mas" I chanted.

Mas Rendra who had stepped back to his desk immediately turned back. "really? When did he propose to you?"

"Every night" I said in my sweetest smile.

Mas Rendra's surprised face was very obvious with his mouth that gawked wide. Maybe he remembers his busy last night back and forth Dion's apartment, like a PP satpol ready to raid a perverted couple.

"That night? The one I'm back and forth? You guys are ...?" his two index fingers close together hinted at the intimacy of the two atmosphere.

I raise both my eyebrows. "It's easy, Mom, don't be shocked."

"Based on my cousin that one, why not give the codes, anyway, I'm a big sin has disrupted the friendly moments that should be uhuk-uhuk. Forgive this handsome Baim, O Allah," Mas Rendra is styled as if she were the adorable Baim.

"Why is Baim here in the morning?" ask Maya who just came.

"I sin last night, honey, disturb a couple who just proposed to make a joke," I Mas Rendra to his future wife.

Maya looks enthusiastic, "are you in the room?"

"Ih, don't let me, Mas," I told Mas Rendra who had succeeded in making Maya kepo.

"Where's the ring?" ask Maya who got no answer from me.

"There is no ring" I answered briefly.

"What vows are you by your bucin fiancee, is that? Mas Rendra asked.

I let out a breath. "Jersey."

Maya and Mas Rendra say together. "jersey?"

"Jersey?" Mr. Aryan is coming.

Getting the gaze from three pairs of eyes made me like a suspect who was stuck at the introductory table. This is more thrilling than last night's application process.

"Owhh .. romantic ...," Maya hysterical.

Mas Rendra nodded his head. "Basic anti-mainstrem cousin."

"Then, I will love the ring" said Mr. Aryan with a smile that then stepped away from us. Three pairs of eyes ours replaced tailed his departure.

"Why would he give you a ring?" asked Mas Rendra who we agreed with a nod of my head and Maya's head.

*****

Tut-tut-tut!

My second call to Dion broke my heart again. Tumben once my fiancee was so busy this afternoon. I want to try again, but I'll undo it. Later if he has some loose time, he will definitely call me back. Now clear my mind. Not even five minutes, my phone's been ringing.

"Hi, honey, so busy today?" my broom is more friendly than usual.

"I was busy picking out a ring for you, honey," she replied from across the street.

His voice was different, more like that of Mr. Aryan. "Cock ring? Oops! Oh My God! I'm wrong again" I said, slowly hitting my head. I don't know why I've been so careless lately. Pick up the phone without seeing what the name says.

"Honey," call back the sound from the other end.

"Stop, Sir! There was a human error" I grumbled.

"I like your human error" he said, which sounded annoying in my ear.

Without further ado, I hung up the phone from Mr. Aryan. I'm still cursing my carelessness. My nagging stopped when the phone ringing came back. Do not want to be wrong again, this time I pay attention to the name of the caller.

D.On

Why haven't I changed my name? If I hadn't noticed, I would have made a mistake the second time around.

"Yes, sir," I said respectfully.

"Well where?" tempt Mr. Aryan to me.

My breath will choose to dampen the toughness that I can throw at my boss. "Is there anything I should do, sir?"

"Smart girl, get to my room, yeah!" his orders.

Actually, the phone was the same as the order to immediately leave the room. That's been my analysis all along. And proved right on target. Without waiting for the next order, I hung up and rushed into the manager's room.

"Aura the new fiancee is different, huh?" joked Mr. Aryan from behind his chair.

I showed you my sweet smile. "Yes, sir."

"This is your engagement gift from me" Mr. Aryan placed a red velvet-lined box on the table.

"Thank you for your good intentions but I don't make proposals like people do, sir. My application was private, just me and my fiancee," I explained to subtly refuse his gift.

"This is my happiness because you have come to this big step" said Mr. Aryan later.

He got out of his chair and walked over to me. Open the box and reveal a beautiful ring. "Do you want me to wear them?" it's the bargain that makes me jerk.

"No, sir," I replied firmly.

"Where's your hand?" her door.

The hand? Was she really going to wear that ring like she said just now? Is he that close? My hand? Of course I didn't give it as he asked.

"Why are your hands hiding that? You think I'm gonna put this ring on? You're too PD, man! I'm not proposing to you, so I'm not going to do that" she explained with an ambiguous smile.

I haven't opened my mouth to answer her accusation, she's already grabbed my right hand and placed the box in my palm. "Receive it!"

"You choose to accept my gift or ...?" Mr. Aryan paused his sentence.

I wait for the continuation of the sentence. But he gave me a smile. "Basic" I said in my heart. What exactly are the options he offers. Or ...?

"Or ...?" I took the initiative to explain it first.

"Are you going to accept my gift or accept my love?" obviously then.

"I reject both, sir," I said, standing up from my chair and ready to walk away.

"In that case, get ready to receive the dismissal letter!" he said he immediately opened the door of his room and opened his hand as if to let me out.

"Bcr ...! my grunts while stepping about to get out of his room. I stopped for a moment in front of him. "I make sure after this you'll never see me, ever again!"

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