BRIPDA MAHMUD'S 30-DAY GIRLFRIEND

Chapters 74. Finished

Mr. Komar is an HRD while at the new branch office it asks,

"By the way it's been at breakfast, hasn't it?" With a look in his eyes he saw one by one people who had just come from the senior office.

"Yes not yet, sir. Stomach's been rumbling to be filled, the kitchen's on which side, huh?" Dinda who was sitting on the single sofa looked towards the back. The others sipped coffee while smoking.

"What breakfast do you want? Let me order it! There's a kitchen, but there's no cook. There is still a two-man office boy, but the task is only to clean the room and make a drink," said Mr. Komar explained.

Everyone in the room looked at each other. As if asking "what's breakfast?"

Because among them no one knew what food was being sold in the area.

"How about we find the food go out? Looking outside?" Proposed Mr. Gugun while playing his eyes lyrics there lyrics here.

Finally, Mr. Komar ordered food online. This new office is located in the middle of the city close to markets and shopping centers.

While waiting for the order to come, Mr. Komar took them to the back of the office. Pak Komar shows the building behind the office, the building is for employee mess. 

"Take a long trip must be tiring, Please rest first!" After breakfast, Mr. Komar shows their resting place.

Days change week, weeks change month. And today is Dinda's fourth month working in that office. The work went well without any significant obstacles.

After dinner, Dinda went into her room. Here one room he occupied himself, the bathroom was already in the room, so there was no need to queue when he wanted to take a shower. Inside the room is equipped with tivi and ac. The spring bed. There is also a wardrobe, and a set of sofas.

Mess is behind the office, the rooms are lined up to form the letter U, in the middle of which is a garden of many growing flower plants. All the doors face the garden.

Not long ago Dinda laid her body on the bed, her phone rang. Dinda took her phone.

"When did you come home? It's been almost a year, not coming home. Mommy misses you you know, Nok," said Dinda's mother when calling Dinda. 

 

(Nok stands for Denok, which is the affectionate call from the people closest to Dinda when she was a child until now).

"Mother with Healthy Dad? It's okay, Bun, at home?" Instead of answering, Dinda asked the situation of her father and mother.

"Alhamdulillah, Mommy is the same Dad is healthy, son. This is your brother at home, too. You miss you too, he said. Oh, yeah, you remember the same Mas Mamat?"

"Mas Mamat? Which son is Aunt Rini? They moved to Palembang, didn't they, Bun?" 

Dinda remembers her nickname, when she was a child, she used to play with Mamat. It was the third grade of elementary school. And he himself has not been to school, but likes to disturb if Mamat and Ridwan, his brother Dinda is studying the group. If you meet now, you may not know. Because the changes in the face as an adult are not the same as the face when the age of children.

"Yes, once moved to Palembang, now it has returned here to occupy his old house, so when did you come home? Aunt Rini and her family often ask you, you know,"

"Later Bun, I'll ask the boss's permission, please,"

"Don't you later, Nok! Mother is already missing! Did Mommy come after you to work, hem?" 

Waduh, if Mommy has threatened this way, Dinda cannot avoid having to immediately take permission.

"Yes, then Denok try to ask permission next week, Bun,"

"Yes do not just permit to Nok, all those holidays, you have not come home for a year,"

"Yes, Denok will say the same boss, Bun. Hopefully get some leave."

It can be chaotic if Mother has issued anca-man style.

After Dinda pocketed a leave letter from the company, finished returning the maghrib prayer congregation at the mosque near the office, he kept his mukenya, he said, then take and wear a hoodie jacket that has a head covering to cover his head that is hijab because the wind outside feels very cold. Dinda came out of the room.

"Where are you going, Din?" Ask Mr. Komar who is walking behind him.

Dinda stopped stepping and turned her head in the direction of the source of the voice. He saw Mr. Komar walking towards him.

"Eh, Father. I'm gonna go out for a second, sir."

"Where?" Ask Mr. Komar who seems to not know the habits of Dinda.

"Obviously, want to find food in the lesehan place, heeheee.." said Dinda ended whining.

"Your habits Din. Girls really like to eat in the lesehan place," they walk hand in hand towards the front exit.

"Lha. Where is Komar himself going? How'd it come out, too?"

"There you are, hee heee…!" Replied Mr. Komar while driving to the car in the parking lot.

Dinda smiled at Mr. Komar's reply. And he kept walking out the gate. He walked leisurely while putting both of his hands into his woody pocket. Walking on the sidewalk that is already filled with wagon stalls and lesehan.

A few meters away from him walking, Dinda saw someone she seemed familiar with. A man crossed the street holding a woman's hand. The man and woman seemed to be engrossed in chatting without feeling disturbed by the circumstances around. It was as if the world belonged to the two of them, the others were just hitchhiking.

Dinda kept watching the man. 

"It's so bad for them. Oh maybe he's married and that's his wife." Dinda's silent mind stood in place, her legs as if glued there and heavy to step because of the sight in front of her.

Dinda smiled wryly. 

"Wheel!"

Heart's hurt. Feels very sore. It was as if it had scratched something very sharp.

"At my direction not! Ah!!! Maybe he forgot! I FORGOT!" Dinda monologue.

Then Dinda looked at herself. Look at her clothes and appearance at this time. Dinda laughed bitterly. Both of his senses radiated sadness.

Suddenly.

"Tin! Tin!"

The car that was clawing stopped right next to his right stood up.

Dinda is shocked.

"ah! Oh my!" Dinda screamed and turned to look at the car which made her startled.

"Minda! You were still here?! Haa.. Haa…! Oh…!" Shouted Mr. Komar from inside the car while laughing at the surprise of Dinda.

"Sir Komar! What a shock!" Reply to Dinda with a shout and disguise her sadness.

"Haw…! Haaa…! Come inside!" Take Mr. Komar while opening the front passenger door on the left and immediately agreed Dinda.

"DINDA?! That voice!" Inner Mahmud, the man who holds the hand of his woman who reflexively immediately takes off the hand he is holding. His eyes stared at the car that was starting to walk.

FINISHED