
Chris just got to his house. In the living room was a man who was agitated. From this afternoon his text message was not answered by the girl, so with a phone call from him that did not respond to one.
"You haven't slept Drew?" ask Chris.
"There's a job I still have to do, Om" replied Andrew briefly, pretending to be busy with his laptop.
"OK!" chris climbed the stairs to his room.
Ting. text message came in on Andrew's phone.
"Sorry, I just got home, and my phone was left in the car. What's up, Drew?" a text message from Sally.
Fill Andrew's head immediately guessed, did Sally go with Chris? Because Chris just got home and Sally said she just got home.
"May I call?" text message from Andrew.
"I'm tired, but is there anything urgent? If we can talk about tomorrow, can we just connect tomorrow?" reply to text message from Sally.
"Ok, tomorrow only. You rest yes, good night and good rest Sally." text message from Andrew sent.
"Good night and good rest, too, Drew." Sally's last text message.
***
In the morning when Sally just finished taking a shower, a text message came into her mobile phone.
"Sally, you don't have breakfast. I want you to take me to breakfast typical food of the city of Agria. 30 minutes more I arrive at your Mess. It's orders!" text message from Chris.
Huh.what the fuck. Office hours are still long but this hour has been playing orders.
"Well sir" sent a reply from Sally.
Sally was in a hurry to put on work clothes. Dress up in moderation with a thin powder and a pink lipstick.
He grabbed a laptop bag and his handbag, then walked toward the outside of Mess.
"Hoaaam... Why are you going to the office at this hour?" ask Ann who just woke up, when Sally passed each other in front of Ann's room.
"Yes Ann, I have something to do. I go first." answered me as I quickly passed.
"Ok, be careful on the road" Ann said.
I was already standing in front of the gate, moments later Mr. Chris' car arrived. He asked me to get in the car and sit next to him.
"Good morning Sally" said Mr. Chris.
"Good morning, too, sir" I replied.
***
The car stopped at the Upper House Dining Hill. This restaurant does sell breakfast typical of Agria with sunrise views. But because it's 6:30 now so we can't see it. Even so, the view here is very beautiful.
His chair and desk were made from pieces of a whole tree cut in half. Table with a larger diameter tree than the chair.
The view from up here is more beautifully decorated with thin fog. The weather is also cold.
"What do you want to eat, Sall?" ask Mr. Chris.
"I'll go with you" I replied
Mr. Chris ordered us savory chicken porridge with a sprinkling of almonds with spices typical of this city plus hot tea as a complement.
"Have you ever eaten here? The almond porridge here is the most delicious in my opinion." asked Mr. Chris.
"Not Sir. I've heard stories from friends about this place. According to them if you want to see the most beautiful sunrise in Agria this place is the most appropriate." I replied.
"Unfortunately tonight I have to return to the city of Hope. If there is still time tomorrow morning I can invite you to see the beautiful sunrise. I really want to take you to see it today. But since we came home late last night, I think you need enough rest" Mr. Chris said, looking at me.
"It's okay sir, this is also I've been very grateful because you have invited me to see the beauty of this place" I replied.
"Hehhh?" I replied surprised at his words.
"Is something wrong? do I need every sentence I add TO THIS ORDER for you to do it?" ask Mr. Chris.
"No sir" I replied with a bow.
"You promise?" ask again.
I just nodded hoping that this strange conversation would end soon.
Hearing my response Mr. Chris smiled triumphantly.
Come to think of when I would have time to this place again in the morning blind. While the workday from morning to afternoon I was not busy office work, not to mention continued college in the evening. Even on Saturday I have a lecture schedule, and Sunday is my day of rest.
Sunday break was getting rare now since Andrew was present. Sometimes he likes to ask me to accompany him somewhere. Starting from the library, shopping, or just eating together.
***
After breakfast we went to the office not long. In the office is still quiet, we arrived at 7:30 am still 30 minutes before work entry.
Mr. Don's chauffeur Mr. Chris is waiting at the office. Because Mr. Chris ordered it like that.
"Sally, lunch please help me pick out a gift for Mr. Don's newborn son." asked Mr. Chris as I was about to enter my study.
"Okay sir" I replied.
"Almost forgot, as long as I'm here. I need you to be a Personal Assistant. I talked about it to Greg and Dea. So as long as I'm here, you're the one who has to prepare my needs." she replied as she walked into her room.
While sitting at my desk I was still confused by Mr. Chris' strange request.
***
I was waiting with Mr. Don in the car. 5 minutes later Mr. Chris came out of the office from inside the office.
"Pak Don take us to Megah Mall. Then take us to my father's house. I want to see your son." ordered Mr. Chris.
"Well sir" replied Mr. Don.
Arriving at the Megah Mall me and Mr. Chris headed to a store that sold baby supplies.
"Welcome Father and Mother, how can I help you?" asked the beautiful saleswoman to greet us both.
"We need some baby gear. Can you help me?" my many.
"Of course with pleasure Ma'am." replied the friendly saleswoman.
Pramuniaga gives us several options based on its function and brand.
"This tool is so that the baby becomes comfortable, as if carried by his mother. I think it is suitable for Husband Wife workers such as Father and Mother. The baby can be placed in this place while the Father and Mother do something." explained the salesperson kindly. But what did he say? He called us Father and Mother as if we were a married couple?
"I'm sorry, we're buk.." I said I would correct the clerk's words but it was cut off.
"Yes mba, we took this and some stuff that was also yes." cut Mr. Chris before I finish the sentence.
"Father and Mother look very harmonious, may the family of the Father and Mother always be blessed with happiness." continued mba bermuniaga increasingly wrong course.
I haven't spoken yet to correct the salesman's words, Mr. Chris has already pulled my hand to the cashier.
We don't have much time, so don't argue. Because it will be late afternoon at 3 Mr. Chris there is a management meeting. At 7 o'clock it must be at the airport to return to the city of Hope.
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Thank you to everyone who has read this story. Waiting if there is any advice and criticism.
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