Husband Backup

Old friend

My eyes were round when I saw a parcel lying on the desk. Especially when reading a letter on it. ‘May you like this parcel. Alfian.’

I breathe heavily. That one guy hasn't changed. Still love to surprise the parcels. He thought that this parcel could remove the wound that had been inflicted on my heart? It won't.

I took the parcel out of the room. Then throw it into the trash can right in front of Alfian's room. Intentionally, let's see. So he doesn't have to send any more parcels. After doing that, I went back to the room.

When I got to my room again, I hurriedly opened the computer. Start viewing ********* in search of potential manuscripts. As an owner, I don't want to stand idly by relying on employees.

Looking for a script in Orange World is not as easy as I imagined. There are probably only three things. Good idea, but PUEBI authorship techniques and punctuation are messy. The technical writing is neat, the idea is ordinary. Most annoying when finding a unique idea script and neat writing techniques, it has been published by other publishers.

Tired of looking for a script, I tried to switch to opening an email. There was an unread email. From worldblue@noveltoon.co.id. Noveltoon is a counterwriting platform *******. Many new writers are trying to publish their writings there. Therefore I am interested in submitting a proposal for cooperation with them to capture cool manuscripts published in AT Press. My smile was brightly painted on my lips. After a long time finally the proposal I sent to them got an answer.

Dear Mother Nazneen

Thanks for the proposal. Honestly, I am interested in the offer of cooperation that you submit. However, to discuss the contract system further, please come to our office.

Enough information from me. Thanks for your attention.

Regadr,

Revii

General Manager Noveltoon's.

The happiness that had exploded in the heart immediately disappeared when reading the last sentence. Should I come to their office in Jakarta? How lazy I am to go out of town alone. He wants to be accompanied by his husband. However, my heart was sure that he would not accompany me.

Ting!

Gawaiku. Notification appears notification no incoming messages on Whatsapp. From Nalesha. Long live him. Just appeared. There was no harm in trying to ask Ale to accompany her to Jakarta. Just want to time.

Naz, we're having lunch with yuk!

My fingers type a reply, ‘Bby. There's something I want to talk about with you. Where do you want maxi?’

He returned my message again. ‘Why do we maxi at my favorite stall?’

I hurriedly turned off the computer to get to Nalesha.

***

Nalesha likes gudeg. The most delicious Gudeg in Yogyakarta is Gudeg Yu Djum. According to information on the internet Gudeg Yu Djum has been established since 1951. In addition to taste good, cleanliness is also guaranteed. The place is also beautiful. Still using the Joglo building. No wonder Nalesha chose this place as her favorite food stall.

When entering Warung Yu Djum, I was greeted by two beautiful maids wearing batik kebaya uniforms.

“Good day, have you booked a seat?”

“I'm here to see my husband.” I was wailing looking for Ale. A moment later my eyes were fixed on table number five. I'm gonna walk my feet to that table.

"Hey, have you been waiting a long time? Sori's been a while. It was a job first," I said.

"Just nyampe. Bay the way, he said someone wants to talk to me. What's?"

Huft. The new wife came, instead of being kissed or hugged first and was immediately questioned. Basic, the husband is not warm to the wife.

I pulled the chair. "Gini, my cooperation proposal is in-acc with my target platform company."

"Oh, nice dong."

"But the problem is they asked me to come to their office in Jakarta to discuss the contract system further. Will you not accompany me to Jakarta?"

A trace of indecision was clearly drawn on Ale's face. From there I knew the answer would come out of his mouth. "Couldn't be? I was guessing. You never let me when I needed it again."

"Oh, how is it? I have a lot of edits. Not good at work. After all, Mami Gia is not necessarily ngizinin employees leave. There are two employees on marriage leave. "

Instantly wash lips. "So, he said we want our households to be harmonious. His wife's turn to ask to be won't even. Though I yesterday wanted to see you into your family's wedding nyebelin it."

"Au ah." I got up from the chair and grabbed the bag.

"Where are you going?"

"You're back in the office."

"We haven't eaten food yet."

"Eat it yourself. My mood has already eaten with you."

I left Nalesha alone.

***

The Promise of Soul Coffee is perched pretty on my desk. Eyes immediately sparkled. This coffee is my favorite coffee. However, at once my face turned sour looking at the name of the sender. Alfians. Him again. Him again. Not giving up yet, apparently. I don't know where he knows my favorite drink.

I want to throw away his gift. One side dear. Moreover, my saliva has dripped to drink it immediately. Mubazir. I could have just thrown it away and bought it myself. Lazy. Long queue. I'm most upset when asked to stand in line. Goodwood's message will be long. Haus now. Especially after the same fight Ale thirst so increased to three times.

"Yet you accepted my gift." The annoying voice is behind me.

I turned my body. "Don't geer. I received this coffee because I love it. Mubazir. What are you doing here? Isn't this still working hours?"

"I'm just making sure that this coffee gets to the recipient's stomach."

"Naz, I know I once gave you the deepest wound in your heart. But can't you make a little peace with me? Wouldn't life be more beautiful if we made peace with our wounds?"

I smiled wryly at her poetic-ass sentence. "Shit. Do you think it's easy to make peace with a wound? Wounds remain wounds. He will continue to stick in his heart. Even if my tongue decides to make peace with you."

Alfian put his hand in his pants pocket. "It's up to you that you haven't been able to make peace with the wounds I've inflicted. But please, appreciate my presence in this office. Not good to know your own boss. Seen ghost. Not looking at your eyes. After all we are both adults, time involves the heart into work?"

Alfian's words just stuck my heart out. He said I was not yet an adult. I don't know why I can't be angry. What he said has a point too. I should have been a professional. Without involving feelings into the affairs of work.

I exhaled a long breath. "Okay we make peace. From this moment on I will consider you as my employee. Not more. So don't use mode. Especially not to turn it back. Please go back to your work space."

A sweet smile was etched on her lips. "Well, that's dong. Okay, I'm back from work. Miss Pineapple."

***

If the one who usually locks the door of the AT Press office is Siti, now it's my turn to do that. Today I was the last one to go home because I was busy looking for a script on the platform and preparing a presentation for a meeting to the Noveltoon office.

"Sore Bu the beautiful Boss. Do I want to go home?"

I looked to the side. Alfian. "Jeez, you surprised me. Why haven't you come home yet?"

"Wait for the Boss. Afraid of being branded as a disobedient employee going home first. What is my offer? Can I come home?"

"I told you that in the office there is no need to make mode."

"No mode, but sincere."

"No. Thanks though. I can go home by myself. Bring the car anyway."

I kept walking to the parking lot. Arriving at the parking lot, I saw a flat car tire. "Sial make kempes all over again."

My heart believes this must have been Alfian's for me to go home with him. This guy is giving up. He would do anything for the sake of his wish.

"My offer was still valid" Alfian said.

"My answer is the same. Thanks though. I can go home by myself by taxi online." I refused his offer tightly.

Can be chilled if I'm escorted home with Alfian. Afraid Ale came home quickly and went straight on a rampage. Not to mention the neighbors. Gini-gini I still know the duty of the wife to maintain the dignity and self-esteem of the husband.