
Is it true what Uncle says when I like him?.
Ernest pensive. Standing by Natasya's desk, she fell silent and looked at Natasya's face deeply. While Natasya herself was still unaware of Ernest's presence. The girl's gaze remained fixed on the laptop screen, so noticeable if Natasya was focusing on work.
Overnight, you created an idea from which, Rangga asked Ernest to arrange a meeting arranged in such a way that it was more like a date between himself and Natasha as well as with Rangga and Anastasya.
Ernest sighed. If for the affairs of himself and Natasya, it might be easy but for the affairs of Natasya's mother. He can't even guarantee it.
The young man did not think about how deep the uncle's feelings were stored for Natasha's mother until now. More than twenty years passed, and that time could not be said for a moment. There have been so many days, months and even years passed, but an Uncle who has everything in fact but keeps a heart for the same person. One woman who had in fact married another man had even been blessed with a baby. Truly, the loyalty and toughness of the body need not be doubted. Ernest to gape, apparently in the real world the thing he can still meet.
"Sir, do you need anything?." Natasya who accidentally turned her head, was surprised by the appearance of the superior who had stood firmly beside her work desk but did not reprimand at all. The girl's body rose, bowed her head and greeted. Quite afraid of the flat expression of the Master, thinking if he has made a mistake.
"Oh, no. I just wanted to ask you about my work agenda today and... Tomorrow."
Work agenda?. Not that we talked about it this morning, did Mr Ernest forget?.
Although it felt strange, Natasha again told Ernest's work agenda for today and tomorrow, although this morning both had discussed and Ernest did not argue at all, why did the same question get repeated?. Is it true that the man forgot or was ....
"Oh, okay. Apparently so later tonight is pretty slow. You don't need to lenbur or come out with me for work."
Natasha nodded, confirming. Indeed for the next two days, work schedules and important meting with clients are not too crowded. He had enough time to rest.
Huh, who said?.
For work, Ernest is very professional. Natasya often overtime, completing all the tasks charged even though at that time her boss had gone home first even from a few hours ago. Although the relationship between the two is fairly close, but for the business of Ernest indiscriminate work. Abstinence to go home if the work has not been completed, and the regulation is intended for all employees without exception.
"Yes, right, sir." After a moment of drifting in her own mind, Natasha replied to Ernest's words that were still standing in his place.
"Well, if my working hours are off then you're the same."
Natasya nodded doubtfully although she did not know where her boss was talking.
"I'll invite you again for dinner. Em, take your mother, Mrs Anastasya with you. But this time the show was not at home. I'll book a place. When I get it, I'll send you the address."
What, another dinner invitation?.
"But sir, it looks like tonight's a kam--"
"Why, do you intend to decline our dinner invitation?."
Natasha. He scratched the skin of his fists that did not itch.
"No, we don't intend to refuse, it's just-"
"What is it, if you intend not to come, isn't it the same as refusing?."
Also true.
"But, Mister. I can't be sure if Mom's willing to come or not to accept your family dinner invitation." How is this, Natasha herself hesitated. He was confused to convey to his mother later.
"But, Mister. What should I say to Mom and make sure she comes?."
"You just say it like I said. Say, if my parents want to meet. I'm sure your mother won't refuse." Ernest continues to convince while Natasha gets into a dilemma. Either accepting or rejecting the Lord's proposal.
"Alright," Natasya replied in the end. "I will try but I will not dare to promise."
"O, no problem. Just say it first, give him time to consider it. But I really hope you and your mom can come."
Natasha did not dare to give much hope. Let it go, he left it all to his mother. If the woman refuses, then she can do anything.
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There was no meaningful drama when Natasya delivered Ernest's invitation to her mother. Anastasya looks happy. He will again meet with an old family that he felt recently rediscovered.
The mother and son were wearing the best dresses. Ernest had already booked a place that was located in the center of the city.
During the step towards the reserved room, Natasya walked while holding her mother's hand.
Anastasya said with a smile, she could hardly wait to meet Zara.
The two had already entered a Resto reserved by Ernest. Two servants came to greet. Prefer and accompany the steps of VIP guests to the place that has been booked.
"Please come in, madam. Mr. Ernest is waiting inside." A waiter opened the door of the Vip classroom.
"Thank you" replied the Mother and Child in unison. After saying that, the two entered the room.
"Well, welcome," said a man whose voice was so familiar to Natasha's ears.
"Yes, we're coming, sir." Natasya smiled, but the girl was also perplexed as she looked around. Quiet, why are Ernest's parents invisible, if they may not have come.
"Master, Madam and Mister haven't come yet?." Natasha is curious. Ernest looked relaxed. The young man approached Anastasya and kissed the back of his hand.
"Sorry, I just called and said no to come for a reason."
Natasya was surprised and so was Anastasya.
"But it doesn't matter, I still have someone who might be able to replace my parents' position for a while." A clap of Ernest's hands opened the other door of the room, and a person's face appeared behind it.
"Welcome home." The man immediately greeted. While Anastasya was shocked was incredible.
"For a while I will replace Rangga's parents for dinner this time." Through the movement of the stairs, Rangga asked Anastasya and her daughter to sit down.
Anastasya lunglai's body. If not holding on to his daughter maybe his body has collapsed by now. What the fuck?. Anastasya wanted to scream. But his voice only stopped in his throat.
Tbc.