CALL ME MAS!

For the Future

In the afternoon around 5 WIB, Pras motorbike had stopped in front of a three-story shophouse. Pras looked at his phone to ascertain the address of his client.

"True, this is the address" Pras said, then parked the motor.

Pras took off his helmet and jacket, put it in his motorcycle seat. Pras stared at the name of the office, quite nice and interesting. Elle's Beauty name is engraved into an acrylic board and appears to light up with a light pink color.

For the future and for my beloved wife.

Pras must be diligent and as much as possible he twisted the brain. Pras is not his name if not good at organizing his work and not tired.

As long as you want to work hard you can, that is the guideline from Pras.

Saturday is clearly Sunday now the schedule for his beloved wife. So the working day should be overtime, and not necessarily at RM. Wherever it can be, the important thing is halal and diridhoi by his beloved wife.

Pras smiled considering the message of the wife when she left. Britney is also still at RM due to additional work. When her husband was alone, not only hugging for a long time, but all the messages for her husband made Pras laugh out loud in his wife's room.

Said Britney earlier "Mas can do extra work, I support. But don't forget that you have a wife. Then, if the client is female, do not duck. Just look at him, I don't matter. If you keep the view, it means you are afraid to have a taste and will be tempted."

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Pras said basmalah, then stepped his foot. Pras walked into the door of Elle's Beauty with a smile and was very confident.

Pras asked a woman who worked as a receptionist, and the woman took Pras to the second floor.

It was written on the door board of the room that was Owner Elle's Beauty.

Say hello and shake hands.

"I'm Prasetya from Next PD" Pras said.

"Yes, I'm Elleanor." replied the 25-year-old, with a sweet smile.

After introducing each other.

Pras directly to the main points of work problems. The woman wearing the pink dress and her cleavage were almost clearly visible. But Pras is no problem with that. He stared intently at Elleanor's face and was very firm.

"I have prepared the basic design on demand" Pras said.

Elleanor interrupted Pras, and she said, "It seems I have seen you, but where, very familiar."

With a smile, Pras said that his face was very market.

"You're model? What's playing on tiktok??" asked Elleanor, because she likes to play tiktok, even she is also an instragram model.

"No, I'm just a regular guy. I never even played ticktock" Pras replied.

"Please continue." said Elleanor.

Pras opened his laptop and presented his work to Elleanor.

Elleanor has several cosmetic outlets under the name Elle'S Beauty in various areas around Jakarta and South Tangerang.

Elleanor wants the app to ease herself into managing her outlet finances. Not just offline at an outlet.

Some employees are in charge of serving online buyers, and there is a warehouse located not far from the office.

Pras is also quite amazed, young people today can take advantage of the opportunities that exist. Elleanor quite understands the explanation of Pras and Elleanor likes and agrees to the app.

Pras also does not set a high price, only adjusting the difficulty in making the application.

"When can the application be directly operated?" ask Elleanor.

"Fastly, on Thursday I will come again." replied Pras.

Elleanor felt like she had met, then opened her phone. Pras tidied up the laptop, stuffed it in his backpack. Pras opened his phone and his wife chat to ask her husband.

"You're at the cafe? This you?" asked Elleanor who was with her friend at the Twilight Cafe.

"Yes, right. But I'm not in the cafe anymore" Pras replied.

"Owh... I wish I had seen you before. My friend was looking for you at the cafe, but didn't meet" Elleanor said.

"I usually only do Saturdays on Sunday. But, last week I was out of the cafe." Pras replied.

Adzan Maghrib has been reverberating, Pras pamit and wants to immediately find the nearest mosque. Elleanor will be home soon.

Do you remember, when Britney came to the Dusk Cafe. Elleanor told Britney "if the road wears eyes". And her friend Elleanor, who Britney hit at the time, seemed very curious about the charming figure of the twilight barista.

Pras, who was riding a motorcycle, rushed to find the mosque. The streets of BSD City are quite crowded when dusk arrives. Seen the sky with orange light, slowly becoming dark blue and getting darker.

Pras is already in the mosque and performing maghrib prayers. Before the prayer, Pras had changed the dark blue collared shirt.

After the prayer, Pras still said do'a.

For some reason, Pras loved his wife more and more. It's not just Britney who's jealous. Even Pras was jealous when he saw his wife leaving the room with Real yesterday. But Pras does not want to hurt his own feelings.

Pras went straight home. But he remembered, to stop by Mr. Miko's house for a while.

Mr. Miko was wiping his car and there was a handsome figure reprimanding him.

"Tak kiro ora stopped by" said Mr. Miko.

(In kirain do not stop by)

"Must stop by. I'm arep njaluk coffee." replied Pras, who was still sitting on his bike.

(Definitely stop by. I'd like a coffee)

"Come mlebu, opo arep nangkring neng motor wae??" ledek Pak Miko's.

(Let's go in, will you sit on the bike??"

"La sing duwe omah, fill neng njobo. Mosok I mlebu omah dewe." said Pras.

(The one with the house, still outside. Cook me in my own house)

Mr. Miko washed his hands and invited Pras into his house. Mr. Miko's house in the housing. Just like Pras and Britney. It's just that it's been renovated, there's an additional floor above and only one room.

"Sherryl's... You draw" Pras said, stroking Sherryl's hair.

"Om Pras where's the chocolate for Sherryl?" ask the sweet Sherryl.

"Yeah... Om Pras forgot." replied Pras, because usually Pras always bring chocolate.

"Why can you forget?" ask Sherryl.

Pras looks at his backpack, there's Britney's lollypop "It's this. Sherryl wants??"

"Yee.. Sherry got candy." Sherryl cheerfully ran towards his mama.

"Fuckin... Kopine" said Mr. Miko when giving concentrated black coffee ala Pak Miko ~ Coffee tubruk

(This... Coffee)

Smelling the aroma of coffee, Pras tastes very calm and relaxes again.

How not, that lady client was also very SeXy. The man's eyes are still in action, but his heart still has only the name of the wife. Temptation is always everywhere, without knowing the time and position.

"Challenge Sir!!" pras said, as he felt the coffee slowly.

(It's true sir!!)

"Piye, okay?" ask Mr. Miko, who knows about Pras' work.

(Where, smoothly?)

"Alhamdulillah, deal! Gari gawe, mugo ndang dadi. About me, I Bali neng Semarang" Pras replied.

(Alhamdulillah, deal! Just make it, hopefully soon so. It's because I'm going back to Semarang)

Pras chat at length, even already praying isya' at the house of Mr. Miko. Then call his wife and Britney is still in the office with Evan.

Britney is currently eating dinner, Evan also ordered food for Britney, even Ghea followed her husband and best friend to the office RM.

Pak Miko's wife prepares food, Pras and Pak Miko's family are eating. They sat on the carpet watching television. Mr. Miko's wife is from Madiun, if Mr. Miko from Karanganyar.

"Pras, horn meneh maeme." Said Mr. Miko's Wife.

(Pras, eat more)

"Sampun Mbak Yuli" Pras replied.

(Yuli's Mother)

"Mengko gowo kui sambel pecel souvenirs by Soko Madiun" said Pak Miko's wife.

(Later bring it peanut sauce souvenirs from Madiun) ~Sambal Pecel typical of Madiun.

"Mboten sah Mbak Yuli, jum'at kulo ajeng homecoming. Even mboten mbaem" said Pras.

(No need Ma'am Yuli, Friday I want to go home. Not even eaten)

Mr. Miko told his wife, if Pras wants to go home, Pras' parents want to have a wish. Mr. Miko also said that Pras' wife was very busy, even rarely had time to cook.

Mr. Miko's wife just found out, when Pras said that his wife was his superior Mr. Miko.

Pras has not had time to take his wife to play at Pak Miko's house. Even his office friends have not been to Pras' place. Every appointment, someone suddenly went to the reception. Though Britney also wanted to get to know more closely, not as a subordinate but as a friend of her husband.

Pras then said goodbye because it was night, almost 9 pm. His wife was also on her way home. Mr. Miko drove him outside and Mr. Miko was still staring at Pras who came home from his house, slowly the motorbike was walking away from his home.

"I mengelu Seneng Pras" muttered Mr. Miko.

(I'm happy Pras)