Deepest Wound
MR. ERIK IS MARRIED
...Happy reading...
Feelings may not change but things are not the same anymore. So it is useless to say that it will only add to the pain.
All the way home I just kept quiet while staring out the window of the car. I still imagined my meeting with Ardi's sister at the Hospital. After many years we were met again by a situation.
Is the world really narrow?
Two days after my return Mr. Erik came home with a woman who might be almost his age. He introduced her to me as his future wife. I can see from her facial line that that woman in her youth must have been very beautiful. His skin was narrow and it looked like he also had mixed blood. And he seemed so friendly that we were like people who had known for a long time.
“Congratulations Sir, good luck until the day H,” I congratulate you.
“Oiya, here's what we mean by arrival in addition to inviting you, I also want to offer you again the same plantation responsibility problem as you. Because after marriage it is likely that I will settle in the city, and I happen to have also built my own company there. And I will focus on raising that newly established company. While you're the only person I can trust to take care of the estate. How?”
I thought for a second. “Why not sell it?” I said later.
“The problem of selling it is easy, I could have sold it to the company. But what about the workers there who are made up of people who do not have diplomas. If it changes into the hands of the company then the company will definitely recruit new workers again.”
Makes sense in my opinion. I know very well the fate of the workers there because I myself hired them.
“Good, I agree. Thank you for your trust, as much as possible I will maintain this trust,”.
“I already know that,” replied Mr. Erik while laughing small.
After Mr. Erik and his future wife say goodbye, Kak Laras approached me and invited me to speak.
“Do you accept Mr Erik's offer? Your own situation has only just started to improve.”
“Start improving. That means I'll be okay one day. Mr. Erik's plantation is still close to my plantation. So it could be, dong Kak Agil all over the montau if you go there again. Only until I completely recover, after that I will take care of everything.” Brother Laras is silent maybe thinking. “Lumayan you get a bonus from Mr. Erik,” added me while raising my eyebrows.
Laras moved from his seat without answering any more and he seemed to have no objection. I smiled as I walked into the kitchen. I took a glass of milk on the table and drank it.
“Hueekkk...! I brought back some of the milk I had in my mouth while some of it was swallowed. The milk felt strange like it usually was. I had guessed that it must be a side effect of the medicine I was taking all this time that affected my senses.
“You drank Brother's milk?” Ask Brother Laras who is already standing near me.
“But it doesn't taste good.” I replied while pouring water into a glass and then drink it.
“This is milk for pregnant women!”
“What!? I nodded in surprise almost spitting out the water in my mouth. I stared questioningly at Brother Laras while looking at his stomach. And Brother Laras nodded.
“Serious??” I made sure again.
“He'em,” nod Kak Laras while taking a wipe and cleaning the milk marks that were spilled on the floor earlier.
“Means Rifqy will have adek,dong..?”
“Yes, and you'll be aunty again.” The sound of Brother Agil telling me.
“Don't Aunty, dong..not very cool,” protest me.
“Ke what..id be Aunty, right?”
“Iya, tau.but not in the clear also times. Can use another call so that the effect is not like aunty-tante.”
It's free for me to argue that basically my position won't win.
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Two days before Mr. Erik's wedding reception I called Om Wandy to accompany me. A month ago Om Wandy had left the company where he worked and opened a car wash. But he still often gets calls from his former boss to escort if there is a job outside the area.
The quality of Om Wandy is not in doubt. He also has martial skills. That's why I always feel safe if I go with him.
As usual Om Wandy was willing to drive me. The day before our reception was already in the city where Mr. Erik had his wedding.
The morning after waking up I was busy preparing the clothes I would wear and then after that I took a shower.
This time I dressed myself following the guide of a simple make up video tutorial. It didn't take long for me to finish. For the hair I just braided it because I think the hairstyle in the braid matches the clothes I wear.
I went downstairs to meet Om Wandy who was waiting for me in the lobby of the hotel where we were staying.
Some time we had arrived at a fairly luxurious hotel where the reception was held. I almost wanted to cancel my arrival because I felt it would be very small if I were there. But I made a promise and even yesterday Mr. Erik's wife and I had a chance to talk on the phone and say I was in town.
“Then call if you feel bored,” message Om Wandy disperse my daydream.
“Om sure you don't want to come? Just get a mate,” I said offer.
“Hunting down, bauble!”
“Iya yes..,” while I'm down and tidying up my dress.
Om Wandy immediately runs his car back to the inn.
I walked while watching the people who entered there. The clothes he wears are also the same as the theme that has been determined for the event. So I walked behind them to seem not alone.
I was flabbergasted as soon as I entered the hotel ballroom. The soul of my village shriveled with the luxury that was there. I used to only see the reception held by an ordinary building or wedding held at the bride's house.
I'm from the village, but don't let me be seen. My inner.
I calmly walked over to Mr. Erik and his wife and congratulated them. When I wanted to step away Mr. Erik's wife instead held me and asked to take a picture first. I actually objected, but refusing was not good. The photographer took some of our photos.
Want to go home soon is not possible because Om Wandy is currently definitely just arrived at the hotel. Finally I tried to find an empty table to sit down and took a drink from one of the servants passing by.
There was a man who suddenly sat opposite me at the same table. He seemed to be holding a camera in his hand and there seemed to be a problem with the camera.
...Tbc...
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Don't forget the trail 👍
