BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL
16. Monica Ariella
The girl's name is Monika Ariella. Indonesian girls of mixed English descent, almost the same age as me, only a few months different. Worked in our office approximately six months ago as a model for some Muslim clothing products even though he did not wear the hijab.
Monika is actually a type of cute girl who is easily close to anyone. But with me we have only ever said hello a few times. While in the pantry, or during the day break. After that, he was not close at all. Probably because I never had a project together.
Mixed girls are new to the modeling world. He previously worked as a designer. But because of his good looking appearance, he was finally offered to be a model and also happened to have talent in the world naturally.
Unfortunately, a few weeks ago, exactly I do not remember too much, he chose out even though he actually got a new contract. I don't know the reason, I don't really know either.
I just remember finding Arif talking to him a few times. But when I came, they were silent. Even Monika stayed away even though I actually did not have a problem because they could talk about work because one of Arif's jobs is as a photographer in this office. Of course, Monika as a model.
"Are they really cheating behind your back, Ra?" the question of Dini broke my daydream.
"cheating?" I don't know, I see everything is normal. Nothing strange at all.
While we were discussing, suddenly Brother Gita came in. Maybe because of the rush.
"What's up, brother? How'd it get to that?" ask, while offering a chair and a glass of drinking water.
After sitting down and drinking water, sister Gita claimed to go up from the lobby to the floor to train my room with stairs because she was impatient, he said, while the elevator does not open because many people use back and forth in the morning.
"Ra, I'm pretty sure that there's something Arif is hiding!" said brother Gita.
"We're sure as well, brother." Present the results of your discussion should.
"Then what now?" ask Risa.
"You better call Arif" said Gita.
"Ngapain sis?" i'm shaken. After what he did to me, I don't want to see him anymore. But Gita's brother told me to call her. It's lazy benget.
"It's nothing, Ra. You deserve to know what's really there." said Mr. Gita. "Don't ...."
"Don't-don't what?" my many.
"Yes, there must be something!" said Aya.
"Huffff, I don't know what to say. Meet it still feels lazy." I said. Speak what I feel.
"Confrontation!" said brother Gita firmly.
"How yes," I still think.
"Don't think about Ra. Now call him, ask for a meeting. He has to explain everything. You just calm down. We will all accompany." said Dini.
"Yes, right!" said Kak Gita, Risa and Aya simultaneously.
I was hesitant to contact Arif. But what Gita and my three best friends said was true. I deserve to know what really happened. If there is nothing between Arif and Monika, why is the marriage so fast. Just two days after he cancelled our wedding but it was already straight for the invitation.
Seeing the location of the wedding is quite luxurious, I'm sure the preparation is not a day two days. Just like the party you want to hold Mama alone takes up to two weeks more to prepare. Though the building we used under the building ordered by Arif.
Maybe because I still seem to be hesitating. Aya immediately pressed my gadget to connect to Arif number. My heart was beating faster. Not because nervous about talking to him, but confused about what to say?
[Assalamualaikum, Ra.] Arif's voice answered my phone.
[Wa'alai .. kumussalam.] I spoke in a stammering voice.
[Why Ra?]
[Rif, can I talk?]
[Here's the talk, Ra?]
[I mean, we can meet.]
[Why Ra?]
[There's something I want to say. Can you?]
[Mmm, how about Ra.]
[Just for a moment.]
[Yes already. When?]
Again I glanced at the four of them, hoping for a hint. Gita wrote something on the paper.
[Now] after saying that I immediately shut my mouth. Now then? I'm the one who's not ready. How'this? Now besides deg-degan, my body is also hot cold made.
[Where's Ra? But you come alone yes, do not bring friends or sister Gita.]
Again, Gita wrote. He asked me to take Arif to a meeting in the back garden of the office. After Arif agreed, he hung up.
"Now what is it?" my many.
"So I can't wait to tease Arif's head!" said brother Gita.
"I am too."
"Yes, so am I!" aya and Dina said together.
"Why talk about it in the back garden? Wouldn't it be lonely?" ask again.
"Ra, the name wants to vent emotions yes in a closed place so that no one knows what we are doing to Arif" said Dini.
"Let's just as easily mutilate him, too" Aya said.
"Ih serem. Don't self-destruct just because people like that "I said who can still think clearly even though I was the one who was the most hurt because I was the victim Arif. "Keep the plan how will it be?" considering Arif would not be able to talk if there are friends of mine, especially brother Gita.
Arif is well aware that sister Gita is still very upset with him and he must find safety by avoiding first so as not to become a victim of emotional outlet Kak Gita.
The five of us set up a strategy before meeting with Arif. For office permits, Mr. Gita arranged it. We stay in order because brother Gita who will be responsible for all the risks that may arise for the actions of compact work truancy we do.
I don't know. Would I be able to meet him. But I have to teach Arif a little lesson so he doesn't want to do anything to women. Moreover, there are already many losses that I have to bear. If it's just about me, maybe I can hold it back, but remembering how sad Mama is because this wedding cancellation makes me angry at Arif. In addition to having to bear the shame, Mama also lost her savings in vain.
For women like mama who have to work hard at an age that is no longer young, collecting daba for wedding expenses is not easy. Arif has to take responsibility for all of that.
I agreed to meet with Arif to find out what really happened. It was the first one that came well to me. Although now she is going to marry Monika, but she has to explain everything first.
