Grasping Taste

Come to the Showroom

Aruna walked into the Showroom with a smile attached to her face. Up ahead, he rejected the security that would escort him to the Word room.

Everyone in the office already knows that Aruna is the wife of Sabda Megantara, the number one person in this office. He seems to get special attention and treatment.

"Good day, Madam Aruna." said Fadhil who happened to see the arrival of Aruna.

"Good day too, sir. There's a word, right?" aruna answered kindly. She even asked about the whereabouts of her husband.

"It looks like Mr. Sabda is still in his room. Ma'am Aruna please go straight there. Do I need to take you there?" Fadhil. After thanking her and making a rejection, Aruna immediately stepped towards the Word room.

"Eh, dumbass." Andrean's voice broke the daydream of Puspita who was still staring at Aruna's departure towards the Word room.

He had been watching Aruna. Puspita did not expect if a girl like Aruna could conquer the heart of the Word that had been cold.

"Later tonight we're closing the end of the month, so how's the sale of this month?" asked Andrean to Puspita, at first glance Andrean did notice the counter sales remain a prima donna rather than sales field sales.

"Sip, Sir. Although many also enter because of the help of brokers. But, at least it can boost our sales this month" said Puspita made Andrean smile satisfied.

"Front month of inauguration, new branch office. You don't want to move there. Maybe you can be promoted to supervisor." Andrean bargained. Counter sales in this office always occupy the top. Puspita is reliable

"No, Sir. I am comfortable here even though it is still a sales counter." replied Puspita, from the financial side of the sale that he did make his income every month more than enough. And his position is now more relaxed because it does not need to take care of many people.

Like any other employee or guest, Aruna knocked on the door of the Word room and then opened it.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mr. Sabda, can I come in?" goda Aruna, smiling in the middle of the open door.

"Darling... Come here!" say the Word by stopping his work and leaning the body on the chair. He was very happy to see his wife's presence in the midst of fatigue due to the tension of getting the job done.

"Mas, I brought lunch" said Aruna after closing the door to the Word room.

The woman who always gave a graceful impression to every eye that saw it also stepped up to the Word on her desk.

Word shifted Aruna's body right in front of her, the man wrapped both his arms around Aruna's small waist.

"We ate together." answered Sabda still staring at Aruna without blinking.

"I ordered a Rice bowl with Chicken butter sauce. It's okay, right?" tanya Aruna made Sabda smile.

She always told Aruna that she was not a picky eater. But, his wife always reassured if he was not forced to accept his choice.

Word floated a kiss on Aruna's flat stomach before she stood up and pulled Aruna to sit on the sofa.

The word folded the clothes on his arm to his elbow, while Aruna prepared food on the table.

"Thank you, dear." said Sabda before scooping the food. Thank you for everything especially Aruna who noticed it although sometimes tend to be more chatty.

"Mas, the day after Mama Hesti will be here. I asked Mama to take a Grab or a taxi, but Mama refused. Mama forced a train ride, Mas." said Aruna.

Before coming to Sabda's office, Aruna had just called Mama Hesti. But, it is precisely the alot debate happens because both are the same hard coconut.

"I'm just worried, Mama got on and off the vehicle, while Mama's condition is unstable, not to mention facing a reception that must be tiring." complained Aruna made Sabda smile.

"Sure you've been arguing with Mama, right?" guess the Word answered Aruna's nod.

"Mas sure, Mama will?" Hearing Aruna Sabda's question just smiled and finished his lunch just a few mouthfuls.

"Making you marry me will, is it difficult to persuade Mama-in-law" Sabda said after finishing her lunch.

The man turned his head towards Aruna who was still looking at him questioningly. Then embrace the woman, "Mas has arranged it, dear." Sabda reassured Aruna. His wife would not ask for anything that would be troublesome to him, but Sabda would not make the Aruna family hassles because the reception would be held here.

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Abimana stared at the two invitations lying at the dinner table. He just fell silent, enjoying his tasteless coffee. Whether you accept it or not, the fact is that his beloved woman will marry another man.

"Bang Abi didn't come to Runa's wedding." Arimbi's voice ripped Abimana from her reverie.

The man was actually reluctant to answer his sister's question, but because of Arimbi's gaze which seemed to collect the answer Abimana finally shook her head.

"No" he answered briefly. Mama Nuri who used to be dominant just silenced and looked at her son at a glance. She would not add to the mess as she promised her husband Hendra.

"Papa agrees, Bi. You better not come." said Hendra he could not bear to see his desperate son getting worse at the party.

Abimana immediately left after glancing at the wrist of the clock on his wrist. The man had now turned quiet after the heartbreak he felt.

Although the disappointment was stirring but the man who was currently sliding away with his car was unable to blame anyone.

Maybe the girl he loves hasn't made a match with him yet. Marriage is not the end of her life. Along the way he only thought about how to live life ahead better. It was only limited to intention, because at this time Aruna still affects his life.

Abiman stopped his car when he saw a girl standing at the top of the road. The man chose to stop in front of him.

"You're Amanda who works at Aruna's boutique?" Because he was very confident that the girl was an employee of Aruna, Abimama decided to greet him.

"Yes Mas Abi." replied Amanda who had memorized Abimana.

"Remain here?" abimana.

"Wait for the angkot, Mas. Go home." Amanda replied.

"Come in. I'll take you!" abimana's orders made Amanda frown. He doubted the man who owned the cloth factory and was kind enough to give him a ride.

"Come, if it's late in the evening you will have difficulty getting angkot." said Abimana. In addition to the evening, the cloudy also controlled the city today. Amanda finally got in the car. Landing, Abimana did her car.

"Your house, where?" ask Abi.

"My seat on Kahuripan Street. Close to Fatahillah Mosque, Mas." replied Amanda. He was in a car with Abimana. The usually chatty girl suddenly became quiet.

"Where are we from?" Abi tried to melt the atmosphere after a few minutes they were silent. It will feel strange indeed in the car just be quiet without talking to each other.

"At first from campus, but earlier took a laptop that was serviced." said Amanda, the girl also felt awkward dealing with an Abiman.

"You went to college too?" This time Abimana turned to Amanda. She was surprised to see Amanda in the boutique.

"Yes, Mas." replied Amanda briefly.

They fell silent again until Amanda showed Kos Melati. Abiman stopped his car right in front of the princess's solemn boarding house, "Thank you, Mas." Amanda said straight down from the car. As soon as the car slid the girl let out a sigh of relief.