
All the invited guests had gathered in the central room of the hall to greet the owner of the event. Who else if not Grandpa Bimo the owner of Amarta's Group. The largest company in the country. The host who is a famous MC also immediately opened the event. Everyone applauded loudly.
Elsewhere, in a parking lot, a woman had just gotten off a taxi. With a dark blue colored dress, the woman half ran inside the hall of the building.
"Sial, why are the streets so jammed. I could not meet Rama. Aahh sucks. The show must have started" Safira grumbled.
The woman continued to run regardless of the circumstances around. When he almost entered the hall of the building, his body hit the figure of a man. Safira almost fell down if the man did not hold her back.
"Sorry lady, are you okay?" Ask a man who is none other than Samir.
Sapphira quickly threw out Samir's hand which was holding his waist. The woman stared intently at Samir then glared.
"How dare you touch me" cried Safira. Samir frowned confusedly.
"Sorry miss. I accidentally touched you but you almost fell if I hadn't held you" Samir said.
"Yes of course I fell because you were standing in the middle of the street like an electric pole."
"I'm sorry, miss. But it's not you who run around without paying attention like a person who is being chased by debt" Samir replied coldly.
"You….."
"And shouldn't you thank me for saving you. If it's not possible you'll smell this cold floor."
"How dare you say that. Who are you really?" safira. Samir just smiled.
"I? Introduce me Samir. I am the personal assistant of Lord Rama" Samir said, extending his hand but was not welcomed by the woman. He made the man pull his hand back.
"So you are Rama's personal assistant. Okay, I'll ask Rama to fire you immediately" Safira said.
"Sorry miss?"
"I will ask Rama to fire you for being disrespectful to his future wife" Safira said, leaving Samir.
His future wife? Didn't Samir hear wrong? Didn't Rama marry his best friend, Lian? Then who's that woman? Samir's mind kept turning. But he tried to ignore it.
The man walked towards the garden grounds of the hotel where the location adjacent to the hall of the building was also decorated in such a way as it was still part of the party location. Samir's gaze continued to sweep through all the invited guests present there.
"Where are you, Kian? Didn't you come to your sister-in-law's company's birthday party?" muttered Samir.
Since then, he has been looking for the presence of his best friend. He was sure that Kian would definitely come on this show. Wasn't Grandpa Bimo's family already a family to him as well.
"It looks like I should go back inside. Maybe soon Kian and his family will come" Samir thought, looking at the watch in his hand.
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"Ah Rama where are you? Shouldn't you be here?" saffira Mumm. He continued to search for the existence of the lover at the place where almost all the invited guests gathered listening to Grandpa Bimo's welcome.
"Is he still in the dressing room?" Think Safira again.
The woman stepped back in search of her lover. The atmosphere at that time that was so crowded really made it difficult for him to look for Rama. He kept circling around the hall of the building but no matter how many times he did it, it was still the person he was looking for that he could not find.
"Aaahh sucks!" gerutu Sapphira's. Finally, because of fatigue, the woman chose to sit on one of the benches that were there. His eyes continued to stare at Grandpa Bimo who was chatting with the MC in the event.
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Samir's steps came to a halt as his two eyes saw the family of the girl he was waiting for had arrived. Of course who else if not Dul's grandfather, Lukman's father, and Araya's mother. Without waiting any longer he immediately walked up to the family.
"Good day Grandpa, Om, Aunt" said Samir, who immediately kissed the backs of the hands of the three adults in front of him. The three of them stare.
"I'm Samir. Do you remember?" samir introduced himself. The three of them were silent for a moment, until Lukman's father finally remembered the man in front of him.
"Yes Om" Samir replied smiling.
"Well, five years we didn't meet, apparently you're more cool, yes" Lukman's father said.
"Ah, you can do it" replied Samir shyly. He scratched his non-itchy head.
"What are you doing here, son Samir? Wasn't the last time your aunt heard you were out of town?" Ask Araya's mother.
"Yes Aunt. I happen to work in a branch of Amarta's Group. And when I met Rama who was a friend of my college days, I was immediately transferred to the main company" explained Samir.
"As?"
"The chief assistant of Rama" answered Samir.
"Wow it's just getting better, you are," said Grandpa Dul.
"Thank you, Grandma."
They went back silent for a moment. Grandpa Dul, Lukman's father and Ibu Araya were confused to see Samir's behavior continuously looking back at them as if he was looking for something.
"What are you doing?" Ask Lukman's father.
"Hmm, aren't you coming, Om?" ask Samir. The three of them stared at each other for a moment.
"It looks like you haven't heard from Kian?" said Lukman's father.
"I mean Om?"
"It's been over two months, Kian works out of town and lives there."
"What's? More than two months? What's Om kidding?"
"Hey why are you so surprised? Yeah, Om not kidding. It's been more than two months not living with us."
"But.. A few days ago I met Kian" said Samir.
"What's? That's not possible. Maybe the one you met was Lian. They are not identical twins. We as parents sometimes like to be wrong. Especially someone else, right?"
"But….."
Samir's chat was interrupted when the host announced he would welcome the arrival of the CEO of Amarta's Group.
"That's it. We'll talk about this again. Now let's go there. Rama and Lian are coming" Lukman's father said.
The four of them walked towards the main hall where everyone was waiting for the arrival of the main cast in the event.
"And this is the CEO of Amarta's Group who was present with his beloved wife. Mr Rama and Mrs Lian" said the host.
Everyone clapped their hands and turned to the right where the couple walked over.
"Wife…???" shocked Safira.
"And…???" muttered Samir.
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