Home For My Soul

83|Tak Unexpected

Wow, Amaryllis. What charm is there to you until there are two men who like you? I've gotten used to being liked by a lot of guys during my time as Katelya because I'm beautiful. Amaryllis was not attractive at all, then what was in their eyes until they were attracted to this ugly girl?

Theo's right. Mas Norman wanted our relationship to be more than just a boss and an intern. Just one month together and he's already said something so serious? Theo took me longer to get me to be his girlfriend. We're backstreet, but it's still dating.

If it wasn't for me hearing it myself, I wouldn't have believed there was such a rich man, just been appointed chief director in place of his father, handsome, kind, kind, his body is as good as an action movie actor asking Amarilis to consider him more of a boss or friend.

The surprise wasn't done there. Saturday morning, I was relaxing for a moment after I had been on my phone vibrating. Wiryawan's aunt sent me a message telling me it was her number, then called me to take lunch together.

Sungkan refused, I accepted his invitation. I feel bad because I haven't been ready to meet Mas Norman since our conversation in his car. My relationship with Theo is not smooth, but I really love him.

I'm not interested in other men even though the intensity of the meeting is better than me with Theo. Still what I have in mind and always miss is Theo, not the one close to the eye.

“Amarilis, here!” call Aunt Wiryawan when I look for him among the restaurant guests. He came alone, no Om or Mas Norman. Mercifully.

The waiter who opened the door for me, led me to the table. He gave me the menu book he brought after I sat down comfortably. I picked it quickly and decided to order a small portion of the food to quickly run out.

“You have no trouble finding this place, ‘kan?” ask Auntie kindly. The waiter had already left, so we could chat casually.

“No, Aunt. I ride an ojek online, so just sit back,” I replied.

“Lo, why didn't you say? If I knew, I'd book you a cab. Weather is hot outside.” He looked at the window and I alternately.

“It's okay, Auntie. It's usual.”

“Good.” He smiled with relief. “I noticed you never perform again playing the violin. Are you working on the final task?”

I'm glad he didn't mention money or I should explain why I came here and there with that swipe. Thesis is a common reason that is safe for me to discuss. I don't want to be too open with people I just met.

But it could be that Mas Norman told us about our first meeting. I was busking in a park at the time. Maybe this woman won't embarrass me by not offending my job first.

“What semester will you enter in the middle of this year?” tanyanya wants to know.

“Semester seven, Aunt,” I replied proudly.

“Semester seven and have compiled a thesis? I had to tell Norman to have him elevate you to employee.” His eyes sparkled happily.

“But, Aunt, I am not a hospitality graduate,” I said, reminding.

“Omong empty. Management graduates can be placed in any part without any hospitality education background,” he argued. “Again, you have interned for one month, then it will be easier to adjust to your duties later.”

“Thank you, Aunt.” I decided to keep the topic from being discussed.

“Ah, forgive me. I don't mean to force you to work at our hotel. If you have other plans, just ignore my words earlier,” he said, realizing his mistake.

“It's okay, Auntie. Hiring a familiar person is certainly more convenient than selecting a stranger.” I smiled at him.

She had no role whatsoever in their family company, so I knew she had no intention of talking about work when inviting me to eat. But I didn't expect him to be so nosy about my relationship with Theo.

Since the topic was already in the personal realm, I chose to smile and not respond. He'll misunderstand me if I forbid him from discussing it further. If I were to be honest, he would also lower my and Theo's choice to remain in a relationship without blessing.

“Ah, forgive me. You must think I'm being disrespectful. My point is that you can be with a better man and get the blessing of his parents. So, why are you staying with a young man you can never marry?” said, continue.

“Norman is a good guy. As her birth mother, I can guarantee that she will make you happy. We are not like other rich people who look down on them from the ordinary. My husband and I would be very proud to receive you in our family.

“Young women who are hardworking, smart, and deft like you we don't meet every day. Moreover, you made my son have other topics of conversation besides work. It's the first time in years that he's talked to us about women.

“Will you consider this? Norman is already thirty-three, but your age must not be too far away. Don'tbeafraid. You are not getting married anytime soon. You can get to know each other first. If you do not fit, then you should not marry him.”

He took my hand on the table. “Think about this well. Don't give answers too soon. I wish you'd give my son a chance. I know I was forced, but I love my son and just want him to be happy with the woman of his choice.”

I can't speak. It's the first time in my life that I can't respond to someone's offer. This woman did not care about my status and asked me to be his son's future wife. Did I not hear wrong?

There must be a lot of beautiful, smart, diligent, and attractive women out there who want Mas Norman. Women who are equal to them. Why did this woman choose me? His son only talked about this last night and his mother asked me to talk the next day. This is an event beyond my reasoning.

“Are you angry with me?” ask Auntie after I just shut up.

“Ah, no, Aunt.” I took my hand slowly from her.

It was fortunate that our order food came, so that topic could be put aside for a moment. He does not mention Mas Norman anymore, but rather mentions what is superior or less than the food he eats.

“Hai, Nancy!” Someone greeted Aunt Wiryawan.

He looked towards the person who called him. “Oh. Hi, Ruth.” He stood up, then kissed Aunt Ruth on both cheeks. “You also have lunch here?”

“Iya. My son-in-law would be going to college, so I monopolized his time off before he got busy again,” Aunt Ruth replied, looking at Chika who was standing by his side. He looked towards me. “You know?”

“Iya. Amarylis interned at our hotel,” replied Aunt Wiryawan pleased.

“Hai, Aunt,” greet me politely.

He threw away his face and saw Aunt Wiryawan. “Good. We're going shopping. See you later.” He took Chika's hand, and left us.

“Sorry, I didn't know he would be in this place too,” said Aunt Wiryawan felt bad as he sat back down.

“It's okay, Aunt.” I smile. “Come, Aunt. We finish this food.”

He offered to drive me home after lunch, but I refused. I better not get too familiar with him so as not to feel reluctant to talk honestly about his offer earlier. Today is a really strange day.

I was queuing at the stop waiting for the bus to arrive home when my phone shook. I took it out of the bag and let out a loud sigh reading the name of the caller on the screen.