
I came to the office. Not a single employee has arrived. It's only 08:30. Working hours at 09:00. It's because of Ale. Last night didn't come home, so I was lazy at home early in the morning. Feels lonely. No discussions as usual.
"Eh, Miss Pineapple. Tumben's coming early? So the shame of the boss comes first than the employees," said Alfian who just came.
I wanted to answer the real reason for coming to the office early. However, I undo it. It is unethical to open the disgrace of the household in front of other men. That man is an ex.
"On Monday, just in case you don't get stuck. Let when you come can directly meet. I have something to talk to you guys about." I lied to her.
"Mr Boss has arrived? Have you seen the rumors on Lambe Turah's Instagram yet?" Wardah's just coming up on his own. Damn I don't understand what he means.
I snorted at him. "What rumors? It's important that I know the rumors?"
"Yes, really. It's important that the Boss knows the rumor."
I became curious. I took the smart phone out of the bag. Then open an instagram account. On the live homepage there is a post of Lambe Turah. My eyes immediately glared sharply at the mobile phone screen.
The most popular gossip account on Instagram published a photo of a sleeping man sitting on the sofa. Next to the man lay a widowed selebgram. I know her as Gia. Unfortunately the man next to Gia was none other than my own husband.
More hot again when reading the caption.
"I don't think in this day and age there are still super nice guys. He was willing to make sacrifices to save his boss from two ruthless thugs. He also faithfully kept his bosses quiet. Uh, my heart's over. If I were Non Gia, I'd be asking this guy."
Angry, sad, upset mixed into one. I didn't expect Ale to do this to me. I know Ale married me without love because of his mother's will. This is no way to hurt my heart. Doing this is tantamount to trampling on my dignity as a wife. Whereas during the household with him, I desperately kept his good name. Is this his reply to me?
"Bu Pineapple don't get emotional first. Not necessarily what is seen according to truth. Photos can be manipulated. Instead of suuzhon mending later Bu Nanas asked directly to Bu Nanas husband about the truth. Rather than the thought of Madam Pineapple hot equal the gossip account, mending the morale of the work alone." Alfian started to put out his wise words.
What he said is also true. "You're right. From suuzhon mending work. Oh yeah, I'm going to the room first. Once all the employees have arrived, please send them to the meeting room. I have something to tell you."
"Ready, Boss."
***
All employees have their own seats in the meeting room. It's time I opened the discussion.
"Look, I want to bring good news to all of you.
"What news?" Ask them enthusiastically.
"Proposal cooperation AT with Noveltoon platform diacc same them. However, they asked me to come directly to Jakarta to discuss the concept of further cooperation. Which of you would like to accompany me to Jakarta? Not nginep. It's dawn, afternoon it's home." My eyes were fixed on Wardah, Helen and Sukma. I want the one who accompanied me to be a girl. Be safe from slander.
"I really want to accompany Ms. Pineapple, but my mother knows I'm throwing a toddler. Ribet bring the child. Left he cried so bad his mother went to bring a big bag," replied Wardah accompanied by an unpleasant tone.
My eyes turned to Helen. "Oh, I can't either. If I go, who showers to Grandma? Even if there's a nurse, she won't take my grandmother's bath."
Ah, I forgot. Helen was little and lived with her grandmother. A year ago, her grandmother was blind and paralyzed. I don't want Helen to take care of her grandmother.
Hope I live Sukma. "When what are you, Suk?"
"I can't either, Mom. I help my mother every morning make cakes to sell to schools. If I go, my mother can't sell dong? My brother won't get the pocket money."
Honestly I was disappointed among the three of them, no one can accompany me to Jakarta. But what can I do. As a boss, you can't force.
"If Ms. Nanas pleases, I want to accompany my mother to Jakarta," said Alfian.
Of the many employees, why should Alfian who volunteered to accompany me to Jakarta. He wanted to immediately reject it, but who knows he could be needed during a meeting with the Noveltoon team. After all, instead of going alone, it's better for both, right? Consider it service again. Anyway, no stay over. It seems safe to go with him.
"Thank you for your availability to accompany me to Jakarta. Tomorrow we leave. I will send you an e-ticket later to your email. Make Sahrial, please take good care of the office and employees. Make you three ... " My hands point to Wardah, Helen and Sukma. "If there's any report to the Sahrial, don't go to me. If that's all I'm telling you. Today's meeting was enough to get here."
***
Benefit :
noveltoon will be able to get many members from the event held by AT Press.
- More and more Noveltoon introduced in all social media AT Press.
- Earn a commission of 20% from the sale price of novels published in AT Press.
(If the Noveltoon manuscript is published in printed form.)
I deliberately went home even longer, besides being lazy to meet Ale, I was busy preparing presentation materials for tomorrow's meeting.
"Well, Miss Naz hasn't come home yet?" admonish Alfian who knew to enter my room. I think all the employees have gone home.
"For busy, prepare for tomorrow's meeting."
"If you may know tomorrow we have a meeting with Noveltoon about anything?"
"Discussing cooperation. Yesterday I submitted a proposal for cooperation with Noveltoon in three ways. Inserting AT Press into Noveltoon. The two men proposed the printed version of the Noveltoon script at AT Press. The third is a writing contest together. I sent the presentation material to your email."
"okay."
I moved the cursor to send files to Alfian via email. "Well, send it. Try the check."
Alfian took the device out of his shirt pocket. "Oh, yes. Already in. I'll study the file tonight."
***
Navy color bleezer, item color trousers, underwear, sanitary napkin, toiletries, make up, all already in the suitcase. Especially the less? Five minutes of trying to remember finally knew what was lacking. Prince HP. I took the thing and put it in a suitcase.
"Where are you going? How to pack a suitcase?" Ale's voice was behind me.
"Oh, still want to go home too?" I asked in a satirical tone.
"Now back anyway? Just answer my question."
"Ke Jakarta for the same meeting platform. I told you yesterday."
"So also go? Just who did it go? By yourself?"
"Just my employee."
"Cowok or girl?"
"Turkey."
"You're all right? You're my wife, the time went by the same guy? Where not permission. Just like you're smearing my good name. What do people say try?"
"Abis how dong my own husband even nginep in the widow's house. I work overtime. Is that the name of maintaining the dignity of the wife? Have you forgotten our marriage covenant? Where your photo has been plastered real in the gossip account as well. Millions of people have seen it. I don't know if my mom will see, I'll tell Mama what. Shame on me."
My thoughts flashback to the time when deciding to marry Nalesha and filing a pre-marital agreement.
***
I am signed below :
Name: Nalesha Wirayudha
NICK ;6303155609860001
Place of Birth Date: Yogyakarta, July 27, 1986
Profession: Video Editor
Willing to sign a pre-marital agreement with Sister Nazneen Faiha. As for the article\-article pre-marital among others :
Both parties should respect each other's profession.
Both sides should keep each other's good name and dignity
Willing to provide a decent place to live.
Willing to provide Household Assistant.
If one cheats then be willing to pay a fine of Rp. 500,000,000,- (Five hundred million rupiahs).
This pre-marital agreement is signed on the full awareness and without coercion of anyone.
Signed, Jakarta February 10, 2018.
Nalesha Wirajudha.
After a full night of thinking about Nalesha's proposal, I decided to accept her proposal. On one condition he had to sign the marriage certificate I submitted.
“What the fuck is getting married just make a pre-marriage signature of everything!”
I guess Nalesha must have protested with what I told her. “Denger yes, Le. I've let myself get married without love. I don't want my life to suffer. Whatever. If you do not want a signature yes I will also not want to marry lo.”
Nalesha fell silent as she watched the paper of the pre-wedding agreement on the table. “OK, I want to sign this pre-wedding agreement.”
***
Nalesha waved her hand in front of my eyes. “Loh, are you even dumb?”
Instantly I woke up from my daydream.
“Sori. I remember the time I signed a marriage certificate. Now the pre-wedding agreement is useless because you easily violate article number two.”
"But Naz, I didn't break the pre-marital covenant. I'm not cheating. What you see is not the reality. I just want Gia's intention. Not more. Keep Mami Gia traumatized and afraid of thugs back again, so ask to be accompanied. Last night I slept at the dinner table. I don't know why the morning is next to Gia." Ale tried long times high times wide. But I don't believe what he said.
"You keep telling me, you go next to Mami Gia while bristling? Doesn't make sense. Been already. Just save your excuse when I get home."
"Naz, I'm coming. I asked Mami Gia for leave yesterday. Permitted. Previously today to tell you, there was already a rush there was no tragedy ngenakin."
"No need. I need some alone time first. I did not go to Jakarta. I came back here again at night. Even if you have to step into the house of Mama and Papa."
"Udah ah's. Males is a liar. No, more no problem either. From the beginning I was married just because of Mom's will."
I closed the suitcase. Then drag him out of the room. Yeah, I'm lazy to go to bed with Ale. I had to sleep in the guest room first.