HUSBAND PROBLEM

Salting

"Mama's seriously gonna set me up with Shaka?"

Counted four times Jean asked like that to his mother since Shaka's return.

Jean clearly still does not accept the unilateral decision of his mother. Well, even though Jean had agreed to it, but at that time he was just kidding.

"Come, ask again, Jean. Then Mama will give you a baking pan full of Shaka's mother's cake." Selma instead said something strange that made Jean sigh in frustration.

"Ma, I'm being serious."

"Mama too, Jean." Selma said as she cut Haisa's cake. "Here, try. Your mother-in-law's cake is so good."

"really?"

Jean who is basically very fond of cakes let alone the cream, immediately wavering.

Selma feeds a piece of cake held directly by Selma's hand into Jean's mouth.

"Enak, right?"

Jean nodded enthusiastically. "Eum. Very good."

"Well, if you're married to Shaka, Mama guarantees you'll eat Haisa's cake a lot. You need to know Jean, Haisa loves making cakes like this."

Hearing Shaka's name, Jean returns to reality. Didn't he just want to file a protest about the match between himself and Shaka?

"Mama intentionally right, diverting the subject?"

Selma laughed short, "Where is there! The cake is really good, right? You even admit it."

Jean, who felt she would not get a 'right' answer from Selma, chose to just leave and go back to work on the script.

Coinciding when Jean got up and wanted to pass from there, Gavi came while carrying a bag of sweet martabak plastic.

Sweet Martabak is Jean's favorite food after Cake. Especially the chocolate bean. However, Jean who has already badmood choose to pass to the room only. No matter the sweet martabak whose aroma has even smelled very good in Jean's sense of smell.

"Hello, Uncle." Jean greets Gavi and gawks up the stairs to his room.

"What's wrong with her?" Ask Gavi to Selma.

Gavi sat down next to Selma.

"Regular, sulking."

"Why?

Flowing Selma's story about Shaka upon the arrival of the man with his mother.

"He didn't suspect a thing?" ask Gavi

"No. He just doesn't believe about himself getting married to Shaka."

"Really?"

Selma nodded while chewing the cake in her mouth. "Any, right?"

Gavi nodded.

The Jean they knew was a typical person who was always on the lookout for the slightest thing. Supposedly, Jean was a little suspicious and asked Selma given the girl's personality. However, Jean does not even ask what is the reason Selma betrothed Jean. Although Jean knew Selma did the act because she was suspicious of Jean about her sexual orientation. However, Jean seemed to believe, even though at that time Selma said no seriously.

***

Jean slammed her body on the bed. Intention to do the thesis while he delays. His head was still full, twitching at the thought of this-that. Especially about Shaka.

It seems like she has to meet Shaka to talk things out.

He doesn't have Shaka's number.

Uncle. Yeah, Uncle must have Shaka's number. They seem pretty close.

Hurry Jean got up and rushed out of the room. Downstairs, Gavi and Selma are still talking in the living room.

"Uncle, uncle!" call Jean excited.

"Why Jean? Want a martabak, huh?" Guess Gavi then thrust a piece of martabak in front of Jean.

"Later. Uncle has Shaka's number, right? I'd like to ask for."

Gavi was silent, glancing at Selma.

"For what?" ask Gavi.

"Do you miss her, Jean?" tanya Selma added.

Jean rolled her eyeballs.

"Hurry, Uncle. Where's number?" Jean's urgent.

Gavi pulled his phone out of his pocket. Then send Shaka's number to Jean's number.

"Ck, ck, ck, can't wait to hear his voice, apparently. Take it easy baby, next month you'll hear her voice every day." Selma continued to tease Jean.

Jean ignored Selma's words.

"Thank you, Uncle."

Selma does not accept being ignored by Jean. "Jean, are you ignoring Mama?"

Jean quickly kissed Selma's cheek. "I love Mama."

"Love Shaka too, yeah, Jean."

Jean immediately darted back to her room without replying to Selma. Before Selma's words get stuck it's not clear it's better to run away.

***

"Hello."

"Hello, Mr. Shaka, this is Jeannie."

Uhuk.. Uhuk..

"Sir, are you okay?"

Shit, why do I have to choke on everything, anyway?!

Shaka cleared his throat a few times before saying, "What's up, Jean?"

"Sorry sir, if I interrupt your time,"

No, Jean. You never bother me at all. I am even willing to give all my time to you.

Shaka begins a monologue in the depths of his heart with his hyperbolas.

"It's okay" said Shaka trying to calm down with a voice made deep and heavy.

"Can we meet tomorrow?"

We have said, yes...

Shaka smiled at his own misdeeds. Unfortunately, Jean didn't know that. If you know, it's been made sure Jean will laugh at him with the edges.

"Can." Very able.

"Master what time is it? Let me adjust it."

Jean seems to understand that Shaka is not an arbitrary person who can be easily asked to meet given Shaka's position in the Company.

"What about seven o'clock at night?"

To be honest, Shaka did not even know the schedule tomorrow whether there was a sudden meeting or not.

Ah, let. Meeting business lately, Jean's more important.

"Where?"

"You decide. I'll come after."

"All right, I'll tell you tomorrow. I'm closing yes, sir. Good night."

"Good night."

Tut's...

Pangilas disconnected. Shaka smiled staring at his phone screen. Feeling that Jean would contact him first. And, good night's wishes...

Geez, looks like Shaka's going to sleep well tonight.

While Delvin who had been on the sofa since, looked at Shaka with a look of horror mixed with amusement.

Is a man in love suddenly crazy like Shaka?

No, Delvin felt nothing like Shaka when he was with his ex first. Oh yeah, Delvin almost forgot that guy was Arshaka. The only real boss Delvin knew in his lifetime.

***

The next day, at 22:30

Shaka repeatedly glanced at the clock on his wrist. He was already three hours and thirty minutes late from the time he had promised Jean.

Shaka had no intention of not keeping his word, but a sudden meeting had to be held and Shaka could not be absent or replaced by Delvin because the meeting concerned his company's big project. There are internal problems that must be resolved immediately, inevitably all the board of directors gather and discuss the problem to the end. The night is getting late and Jean's cell phone is out of touch.

"We're closing the meeting this time. Thanks—"

Not finished the sentence was said, Shaka had already left from there.

Delvin bowed politely as an apology to the board of directors for his Boss' attitude. Delvin soon follows Shaka into the elevator.

"Call him again."

Delvin tried to contact Jean for the second time.

"Not active, Boss."

"What's the situation at the cafe?"

"It closed half an hour ago, boss."

"Damn!" Shaka just wanted to punch the elevator wall as he felt his phone vibrate.

Jean's?

Wrong thud. The one who called him was an unknown number.

"Hello."

"Halo Shaka, this is Mama Selma. Are you with Jean?"

Shaka hesitantly replied, "No, Ma."

"Jean hasn't been back since morning, and it's not unusual for Jean to not give word. Mama is worried, and Gavi is out of town. Mama's asking for help finding Jean, huh, Shaka?" Selma's voice was very worried.

Shaka closed his eyes, regretful.

Where's Jean now? Why haven't you come home yet?

"Good, Ma. Mama calm down at home, Shaka will tell you soon."

"Thank you, Shaka."

Call disconnected.

"Find where Jean is everywhere. Track the whereabouts of his cell phone and comb all the locations adjacent to Jeannie's campus as well as his home."

***