Dilemma of Marriage Left

Chapter 155

I don't feel like the holiday is over. This morning Fatan will return to the office after a long holiday.

As usual, Nila woke up early to prepare all the needs of the husband before leaving for the office. It was done after Ara really slept soundly back.

"Jas, shirts, ties, belts, pants, purses, watches, and .. some of the files that I want to bring, I've put in the bag. Okay done!" muttered Nila after passing Fatan clothes one by one.

Fatan, who had just woken up, approached his wife first to give her a loving morning greeting. He hugged and kissed his wife.

"Morning, Honey."

Nila chuckles amusedly, especially when Fatan gives a kiss on the neck yes. "Morning, Mas."

"Ara's sleeping again Honey ... Play again yuk!" bring the man. Sontak Nila frowned then shook her head quickly.

"Can't do it, Mom ... Look tuh!" Nila pointed towards the wall clock. "Udah at half-time seven, Mas ... You'll be late." Nila's two hands tried to take her husband's hand off her waist.

Fatan laughed. "Mahaha ...."

While Nila scuffed and clucked. "Just you!" the protest then smiles.

Fatan shifted his body with his wife in front of a large mirror. Both of them saw their own reflection from there.

"Honey, before we got married ... I once had an appointment with you that our wedding reception was following," Fatan said, sounding serious.

Nila knitted her two eyebrows. "Yes, continues?"

"What if in the near future, we hold our wedding reception. You see, I don't want to see your sad face when Lativa and Rusli get married ... I have a wedding organizer recommendation from my client, yes maybe we can try to use their services for the wedding reception of our dreams," suggested Fatan.

While Nila was instantly silent. Even since his life had been quiet and comfortable the thought of the shadow about the wedding reception of the dream suddenly disappeared. Especially now that there is Ara.

"Mas .." said Nila scatter. "I think the wedding reception for us now .. lupain aja deh."

"meaning?" tukas Fatan is confused.

Nila took a breath, then spoke. "For me, marrying you officially is more than enough. At first I was hoping for a reception. But as time went on, that hope did not exist. You, want to publicly acknowledge me as your wife, I am very happy. Yeah, rather than the reception mending his money is used for Ara's future savings. Even though we are capable, living without the lack of mind or material is already amazing for me. Because I have felt how to be in a position of anything difficult. Buying something has to be patient. I don't want Ara to feel the way I used to feel, Mas."

"Okay, I get it. I just want you and Ara to be happy. You are two very precious women in my life. That's why if you want something to say yes to me. Let me not misunderstand you, let me know what you like or not. The opposite is true of me." Fatan gave a warm hug to his wife.

"Yes, Mas. I feel ... My life is happier and I can accept it all. Which I thought you were the most perfect guy, but it turns out you have a lot of things that don't match what I think is perfect. And now that I understand, loving your flaws is the most beautiful thing in my learning in this marriage." Nila turned around and put her hands around her husband's neck. Fatan kept holding her. The two stared at each other inside. There are no words that can be spoken again, only the implied language of love from the look of their eyes.

"Mas, mending now you take a shower. Rather than in this position. I'm afraid you don't have control" Nila suggested and chuckled.

Fatan let go of his hand, and so did Nila.

"Yes, I took a shower. But .... " The man brought his face closer to Nila's. But Nila instead reflexes rewind the face while rounding the eyes and linking the two eyebrows. Unexpectedly, Fatan suddenly blinked his eyes. "I love you." He gave a brief kiss on Nila's lips.

Nila gasped until she blinked her eyes a few times. He blushed and his face looked red. "I love you too."

Fatan. When he got a reply from his wife. He rushed to the bathroom to get ready to go to the office.

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Arriving at the office, Fatan got out of the car. Several staff and Rusli were already there welcoming his arrival. Today he left with the driver, because the whole trip had to open a laptop to check the incoming email.

"Good morning, sir," said Rusli, bowing respectfully with the other staff.

"Morning," replied Fatan kindly then walked leisurely past them.

Rusli followed behind Fatan. "Boss, most likely the meeting schedule today is quite solid. Remembering at the beginning of the year, we will hold a large meeting also with the division heads to arrange the production and marketing plainning that will be undertaken this year."

"Okay, set it up. I also got an email from some colleagues about the demand for the price of goods this year. For that, I ask for help ... You call Lativa and ask for a price list. After that send it to me," orders Fatan. Both of them got into the elevator.

"Good, Boss."

"One more time, for a big meeting I ask for two more days at the latest. Given that we can not buy time related to planning. Because as we have implemented in the last year, the planning we made at the beginning really produces very good results for our profit in the future," said Fatan.

"Good, Boss. Later I will send information to each division related to the meeting. So that they can immediately prepare mature materials," replied Rusli.

"Good."

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While at the Wicak residence, Nila had just contacted the baby-only spa house. He intends to massage Ara's body. Especially since newborn, Ara has never had a massage from the experts.

It did not take long to wait, one of the women came in a uniform with a home written baby therapist who had contacted Nila. When viewed from his face, maybe his age is not much different from Mirna.

"Good morning" said the woman.

"White, sorry who's looking?" ask the guard standing in front.

"I'm a therapist from the baby spa house, want to meet Nila Anastasya's mother."

The guard noticed clearly. "In the meantime, I'll tell the lady first. Please wait here, Mother." He pointed at the chair beside the gate.

"Oh yes, thank you." The woman nodded obediently and sat in the chair.

A few minutes later, the security guard returned.

"Sir, the madam went straight inside. The lady is waiting." The security guard opened the gate for the woman.

"Good, Sir. Thanks again, yes."

"Together."

The woman walked to the porch. Apparently before he arrived, Nila had already left the house while carrying Ara.

"With Ibu Wati huh?" tanya Nila who has received information from the admin of the baby spa house if the therapist who came her name is Wati. The admin also includes photos, so it makes Nila easier to recognize.

"Yes, Mom. Correct ... Greetings, I'm Wati." The woman stretched out her hand to shake hands.

With her friendly attitude, Nila welcomed Wati's helping hand. "I'm Nila Anastasya and this is Ara my son."

"It's good to be acquainted with you."

"I also. Let's get in!" invite Nila to let the woman come inside with him.

Thirty minutes later, Ara was finally done with the massage. Wati pamit came home after cleaning the blasphemous equipment and brought it again. But before Wati actually left, Nila intended to give her a parcel wrapped in a paper bag.

"Bu Wati, this is a hand for Mom. Please accept yes," said Nila while thrusting the paper bag to Wati.

"Thank you very much, Miss Nila. May Ara be healthy always. Likewise with the family's Miss Nila," Wati replied feeling overwhelmed. Although he has often gotten parcels from his customers, but my feelings often appear.

Nila smiled happily at the look of sincerity from Wati's eyes. "Together, Mom. Thank you for relaxing Ara's massage too."

"Yes, Mom. That was my job. Then I say yes, Mom. Excuse me."

"Yes, be careful on the road, Miss Wati."

After Wati left, Nila went inside the house again. But when he was about to climb the stairs, he met with Lalisa.

"Nila, how did Ara get a massage? Is it more comfortable?" ask Lalisa.

"You know what, Bun. Now Ara was sleeping again, probably due to the cry fatigue as well. Eh was given milk immediately to sleep," replied Nila.

"Oh so, yes hopefully after the massage can be even healthier," said Lalisa hopeful.

"Yes, Bun. Aamiin ... Where are you going, by the way?"

"Oh this, Mommy wants to Arisan first ... What do you want to nitip?"

"Nothing, Bun like. Again do not want to nitip anything," replied Nila.

"Yes, he lost that way. Mother go first yes. Hye!"

"Yes, Bun. Be careful, Bye, Mother."