
Camila felt something unusual about her body. It's been two weeks since Nath's arrival. Almost every time he woke up, he would feel dizzy in his head. Not to mention the lazy whack, making him just want to roll under his thick blanket. No longer pay attention to Je who sometimes has jumped on the bed to wake the mother.
Like this morning, Dirga was buttoning up her blue sea shirt. Before her, Dirga had also washed Je, dressed Je's school uniform until her son appeared very charming. It was Dirga's turn to take care of himself.
Meanwhile, the wife was still sleeping under the thick blanket that wrapped her body. This has been three days. And Dirga was just silenced by what his wife did.
"Maybe Mila is sick" murmured Dirga.
After finishing tidying her shirt, Dirga sat on the edge of the bed. There was a blanket that covered Camila's body to the neck.
" Dear.." patted gently on his wife's cheek. But Camila just squirmed without even bothering to open her eyes.
Poked the back of Dirga's hand over Camila's forehead.
" Not hot," again - again Dirga muttered.
Then Dirga bent his body.
Cup
One kiss landed on Camila's cheek. But there was no reaction.
Cup
Once again Dirga kissed his wife's cheek, and Camila just muttered softly.
Giving up was Dirga in the end. Waking up his wife never woke up and he had to deliver Je immediately before going to work.
All right, Dirga just let Camila with her world. Then he opened his closet and took one of his suits.
Not to forget the briefcase was also a cell phone he brought out of the room. Found Je waiting for him at the dinner table.
" Where's Pa, Mama?" ask Je.
Dirga just smiled.
Je was pouting, "It must still be sleeping." Je looked down uninspired.
" Je dear papa, Mama is not feeling well. Let mama rest."
" But why do you have to rest every day."
" That's because my mom is not feeling well. Come on now Je's having breakfast, Papa's gonna take Je to school."
" Papa's gonna take Je back? " says Je spirit.
" Yes, "
He likes it when he's delivered his papa. Mama usually takes her and waits for her at school. He almost never took Papa to school. So now that his papa will deliver, of course he will be happy. Everything that smells of new things always makes Je excited.
Soon Je devoured his breakfast. Just toast with chocolate bean stuffing. And a glass of warm milk. But she was so excited about spending her breakfast.
Dirga who saw her son so smart eating himself felt very proud.
" Have you finished breakfast, boy?"
" It's papa."
"Lets go, we're leaving."
Dirga lifted Je and lowered her from her dining chair.
" Sir Hana....!" call Dirga.
Hana came with Je's school bag.
" Yes Sir."
" Who is it?"
" It's been."
" Nothing left, is it?"
" Nothing. "
" Yes already. Let's go. Than get stuck."
Dirga holds Je's arm out of the house followed by Hana behind her.
Sure enough, once they were a little late to get out of the house, then the traffic jam that greeted them. But this morning Dirga had to meet with a client. The meeting was held in his office. And if he's late it feels so embarrassing. Boss but late to the office.
Many times Dirga had to glance at the clock that was circular in her right hand. Je's school is opposite his office. That's why he never drove Je to school.
It took them almost an hour to get to Je's school.
" Sir Hana, later if it's time for Je to come home but mom hasn't picked me up, you call me?" the message was to Hana.
" Good Mr. Dirga."
" Boy, diligent school, be a smart child according to the teacher's mother. Okay." okay."
" Prepare papa."
" Good."
Dirga kissed Je's cheeks before her son got out of the car.
" Sir Hana, please take good care of Je."
"Well Mr. Dirga."
" Thank you."
After Je and Hana get out of the car, Dirga still makes sure both of them really get into the School. After Dirga sees Hana and Je entering the school gate, he gasps.
Meeting in an hour and she should immediately run her car up to the office.
On a trip that is still half-jammed, Dirga tried to find a way so that he could get the fastest way to get to his office soon.
Not to mention Ferdy who just kept calling her made Dirga more emotional.
" I'm still on Fer's way.... Stuck in traffic."
" Meeting in an hour, boss. Don't be late."
" You set it up first."
Throw his cell phone over the car dashboard. Ferdy is not his provide calm actually increasingly make Dirga emotions in the middle of traffic jams.
Forty minutes passed and the driven Car entered the basement of his office building.
Huft, it's a relief.
Hurry up he got out of the car. Opposed to the bag and the suit that he sipped on his arm.
Entering the lobby by accosting some employees who happened to cross paths with him. Dirga just smiled as he passed by. He was not confident in his current appearance. Must be so fucked up.
An Aerospace Person should do this. Oh, no, what he thinks.
The elevator door opened, as soon as he entered into her. From the elevator wall Dirga can see how her hair is random - scramble. There was even a drop of sweat stuck to his forehead. What the fuck. He immediately rubbed with the back of his hand.
Damn, why is the day this bad.
Ting
Elevator door opens. He immediately stepped out and walked hurriedly towards his room. But again and again Ferdy's call stopped his pace.
" Sir...! Ten more minutes. Our client has arrived and is waiting in the meeting room."
Panic of course. Dirga has not prepared anything. Then suddenly Ferdy approached Dirga. Examining the appearance of his disembodied boss.
" Why are you? Staring at me so much. "dirga protest because he was uncomfortable also noticed Ferdy seintens it.
" Boss from anywhere. Why does the random boss look like that. Boss didn't take a shower?"
" Fuck, it's good to say I don't shower. "
" The appearance of the boss is a mess. Better get the boss to the toilet now. Beberes. Let me open at our meeting this time. It's five minutes, boss.... "
Ferdy raised his arm and pointed at his watch.
" Yes yes I know. Bawel really. "grutu Dirga.
Ferdy did not respond and passed away leaving Dirga's boss.