CURTAINS OF THE PAST

BEFORE THE APPOINTMENT

I really don't know where to start. But obviously, I want to start my day by looking at your face.  Yeah, like you wanted.

I never cared about my past and yours again. But to me you are my time. You are my past, my present, and my future. Because, all has been recorded in Lauhul Mahfudz, and the name is written there at that time. I don't know how many thousands of years ago. But clearly, in the past.

Just as it has happened between us. You did not seek me and I did not seek you, but we were only met by Him.

Early in the morning, Toni stretched her body while arranging her sitting position. A few piles of documents can be seen strewn across his office desk. He seems to be trying to eliminate

the fatigue that was moving his body, from last night he was preoccupied by some work that he had to finish immediately for the week.

Occasionally he rubbed his eyes that looked still sleepy and reddened.

GECK…. GECK…. GECK….

“Sign in..” His orders are in a lazy tone. The door of his room opened from the outside, looking Iffah entered after greeting him formally.

“Come here..” The command is back when you glance a little at Iffah who was about to meet you.

“Morning sir. I...”

“Ssst... Come closer here.. I need a little energy intake..” The ink is welding while reaching for Iffah's arm that is not too far from him. He hugged Iffah's waist and leaned his head against Iffah's stomach.

“Antoniiii... Shame..” Iffah tried to escape from Toni's arms which were so strong to hold her back.

“Why should I be ashamed? Is it just a kit…?

“Ahem hmm ..” Sounded thumping sound from the door. Toni was so surprised and immediately released the body of Iffah who had realized the arrival of someone.

“E, mm, Papa?” Tony looks nervous. His pure white face looked stained.

“Sorry, it looks like Papa is bothering you.” Bobi is trying to hold back his laughter seeing Toni's face red as a shrimp on the boil at that time.

“T-no really, sir. I'll be out soon after this.” Iffah was nervous and trying to be as formal as possible. “This is the percentage for today that you asked yesterday.” Iffah thrust another file and put it in.

on Toni's desk.

“Thanks...” Toni said, he still looks nervous and trying to catch himself who had flown from the arrival of Bobi so suddenly into his room.

“Excuse me Sir.” Pamit Iffah to Bobi when passing his father-in-law who still stands on the verge of

doorway. Bobi nodded his head trying to hold back the tickle that tickled his heart at the nervous behavior of the child and his daughter-in-law.

“Include, Pa.” Again, cried Toni.

“What's with your cheeks, Ton?” Bobi pretended to ask in his casual style.

“M m is what happened to Toni's cheeks, Pa?” Toni tried to rub the rough cheek.

“Ah papa..” must be upset.

“But true loh, Ton. You've never been this close before.” Ledek Bobi again with a serious face.

“Whatever it looks like, Pa?” Toni asked again really seriously in response to the man's words

he called it papa.

“Not only looks again, but it is absolutely clear if you are currently embarrassed.” Bobi laughed again to see the reaction of Toni who showed his embarrassment.

“Ah, papa. Why don't you tell me you want to come?” Frowns.

“Hahaha.. You alone who early in the morning already want romantic-romantic, even though Iffah has tried to evade. He entered your room to inform you of the arrival of papa.” Said Bobi increasingly cornered Toni on his shame.

“It is so, pa?” Toni looks unsure of the story of her father.

“Iya, instead of today meeting with MIQNA’ MUSLIM convection company that we agreed on last week's appointment request letter?” Said Bobi trying to make Toni remember back with his promise to the company where his sister-in-law worked.

“Oh yes, Pa. Toni had forgotten earlier. After all, Toni's work has been stacked all this week. Papa the hell, put on say want to retire all.” Frown Toni while packing the files scattered on the table

that work.

“Kan once in a while Papa also help you like this. Anyway, when else will you be able to finish it by yourself, Ton? You should also make Iffah want to rest at home. Aren't you thinking of grandchildren for your father and mother from Iffah? Milka's sister can grow from you, right?” Goda Bobi's.

“Ah Papa's. When it is time, God will love you. Papa take it easy..” Toni said so confidently.

“Yes, Allah is the Giver. But no do’a granted, if not in the company of business, Ton.” Bobi's grunts started to get serious.

“We work coke pa.” Toni's voice shines.

“Haissh, you are this. Have you ever consulted an obstetrician?” Bobi asked a little annoyed at being ridiculed by his son.

“Hehe, no, pa. We plan to do it later, pa.” Tony is getting serious.

“Yes already, now pack. Papa wait for you in the lobby.” Bobi got up from the chair he occupied, Toni obeyed his papa's order and rose to pack first before following his papa.

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