Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

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I smiled to myself as I imagined what I had been through a few days ago. The family meeting that I initially thought would be terrible, turned out to be far from expected. Mama, accompanied by the sister of the late Papa, can welcome the Mas Dwi family well.

It may be reversed when compared to the pre-marital process in general. Usually the family meeting is done before preparation, while we prepare the first new family meeting. This is because from the family of Mas Dwi who wants us to get married immediately, while my family follows the flow as long as my candidate is right and in accordance with what I want.

A little surprising, it turns out that Om Hermansyah was a former colleague of my uncle when they were both just starting careers. So, what happened when the family meeting not only talked about my wedding plans and Mas Dwi, but more about their nostalgia. Sometimes when people get too close they want to be brothers and now their prayers will be answered.

With a pretty tense feeling, I brought the invitation sheet for me to hand out to office friends. Is it possible that they will think the same as Kak Sen yesterday? I hope it doesn't.

In order to save energy, I distributed the invitation at lunchtime. Of course I am not alone, Mas Dwi also accompanied me.

"Wow! Finally the release is also an invitation," said Atika.

"Yes. Yesterday he was not sure, the surprise turned out," added Mas Dika.

"Yes, it's great that Mr. Dwi and Lena are. Quietly spread out the invitation. Congratulations, good luck to everyone!" Mas Bobi.

We both answered with a very happy heart. Glad to see their response was all good. No one questions the reason behind the wedding date just counting the days.

"July 25th isn't your birthday, Len?" ask Atika later. I was a little surprised that someone realized that.

"Hehe, yes. We agreed to choose the same date" I replied timidly.

"It's just amazing. Mr. Dwi is a very romantic person as it turns out," said Mas Dika. I don't know why I feel so happy today. I am truly grateful.

In the office, Mas Dwi is famous as a friendly and assertive figure. Outside of work hours he also does not talk much, more as a listener. In the past two years, I've known him since the beginning, I've never heard bad news about him. I was the one who almost defiled his name because of Tasya.

In the afternoon, before we got home from work, Tasya approached my desk. I was quite surprised, because since that time he never greeted me again.

"Hi, Len," he said as he stood next to me. He's got his tote bag, which means he'll be home soon.

"Eh, Tasia. What's up?" my response is as neutral as possible.

"Emm, congratulations on your wedding plans with Mr. Dwi. Good luck!"

"Ah, yes. Amens. Thank you very much."

"Can I talk to you for a second?" tanyanya doubt.

"Can, please! I'm done too," I said.

Honestly, I was a little scared because he might do something bad. In this room there were only the two of us, the others had already gone home. He took one of the chairs and sat down next to me.

"Before, I wanted to thank you" he began the conversation.

"For what?" my question is not to understand.

"Thank you for forgiving me and not even suing me. I'm not apologizing to you at all" he said with a straight look down. Maybe he was afraid to accept my response. I didn't say anything either, I wanted to listen first to whatever he was going to say.

"Then, I want to apologize. Sorry for all my mistakes with you. I'm sorry for your tainted good name for me." This time his voice was a little shaky.

"I've forgiven you, but can you tell me what exactly caused it? Did I have anything wrong that you took revenge on me?" ask me without further ado.

"That's not really your fault. It all happened because my brain was too cunning and full of envy," he said.

"Dad? I don't even have anything I can boast about" I said confusedly.

"I worked in this office long before you came, you were too quiet but almost the whole office knew you and judged you well. You rarely join us, but once you come all can blend in as if you are indeed often with us."

I narrowed both my eyes. His words were a little convoluted, I didn't quite understand.

"So, can you just go to the point? Sorry I had a hard time digesting your sentence just now," I said honestly.

"Eh?" I was quite surprised this time. "I'm sorry, but aren't they all good? Even they were good from the beginning, from the first time I worked here," I said according to how I felt.

"Yes, that's what happened to you, but it's different from what I accepted."

We were silent for a moment. I try to remember. Tasya is a person who is good at opening talks and good at getting along, how could I possibly be more fortunate in this?

"There's one more" he said again. "You can get what I can't get."

"What's that?" many enthusiast.

"The perfect couple."

"Sir Dwi?" my many.

"And Robi" he added.

Hearing that name again, I was shocked. How could he know Robi's name? I never even told her or shared my personal affairs on social media.

"I know you must be surprised. Do you remember if I had a fiancee?" ask again. This time he dared to raise his face.

"Ah, yes, I remember. Then?"

"The lobby is man-"

Chequek.

Our door to the room is open. Dwi appeared there. We both looked at the source of the sound.

"Ah, am I interrupting? I'll wait in the car" said Mas Dwi.

"No, sir. We're done" Tasya said with a forced smile and stood up and exited the room. I just looked at him confused. I want to clarify his words that were cut earlier, but I also still have another agenda after work.

"What are you talking about?" asked Mas Dwi when he got to my desk.

"It's nothing. I'll tell you later," I replied, turning off the computer and cleaning the desk.

Our wedding day is three weeks away. There is a souvernir that we have not dealt with. Before going to the souvernir store, we went to the place to eat first so that we could focus on choosing.

"So, Tasya has a grudge against you?" Mas Dwi summed up my story while stirring his lychee tea.

"Maybe, I don't understand. His words were too convoluted."

"Looks like I get it. Early in work, Tasya's aura is not as happy as when you know him. He's much dreary than you."

"I'm gloomy?" ask me with narrowed eyes. Mas Dwi chuckled.

"A little bit" he said with a still remaining laugh. "You are not a child who easily mingles and likes to be alone, but you still want to smile and talk to people you meet even though it is just a greeting."

"He doesn't want to?" I just don't believe it.

"Yes, he's too quiet and cynical. Several times I gave a reprimand, I almost issued a warning letter. Finally slowly he got better and more like Tasya you know."

"Did he have a problem before?"

"Eitherway. It might be so."

Shortly after, our food arrived. Our conversation stopped and began to focus on enjoying the food. But in my mind still ringing words Tasya hanging. Is it possible that Robi is his ex? Is he hurt like me?