I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

big surprise

Moments before Devan smiles in the car...

He sent a short message in his meeting room. He thought of something about what the girl said when she helped him put on the buttons. About giving appreciation for him on the last day of work.

What does he mean by celebration? (Devan)

In the room, one of them was standing in front. Presenting their work in a team.

a celebration? What celebration do I have to give. I've never been in contact with a girl. But according to the story I heard, women do not like shopping?

Devan started pulling out his phone, then typing something.

Devan: I'll visit your house in the afternoon.

His gaze was as if it could not be separated from his cell phone. From the time the screen was lit until the light went out again, there was no reply. Devan sighed, he pressed the power button again.

Tiii...

Oh... He finally replied as well. –soon Devan opened it.

Kuni: for what?

Devan: Invite you to shopping.

Kuni: why do you always take me shopping, anyway? The expensive stuff you buy, almost everything is unused.

Don't women like shopping?

Dunia pinned the cat moticon sighing. Then the writing is again visible.

World: You think all women love shopping, gold and diamonds?

Devan scratched his forehead, before replying. In his mind, the woman was too difficult to figure out her favorite.

Devan: Then you don't like it very much, if I go shopping?

Kuni: obviously yes... Although I really like. But not just having to shop. For me, only jajan martabak, siomay or ice boba is happy.

Devan who was still in the meeting room started thinking for a moment. Then smiling then, he no longer replied to his chat messages. Because he knew what he was going to do after this.

–––

Meeting in some places was finished, he looked at his watch.

"Hey, Andre? You said seven o'clock was done. It's past tofu," Devan protested.

"Sorry Mister. Because the discussion of project design does have to be detailed," replied Andre. –What the heck you are just past ten minutes.

"Yes, let's find some snacks. I will make the area of the legs of Lima at Kunia's house, especially the martabak." smile while opening the back door and entering. While Andre sighed.

What is my job exactly? Deputy personnel, Secretary, or assistant. Haaaa... (Andre)

The man grumbled inwardly, yet he remained happy. Because since he was asked to accompany Devan in Diamond's branch. Makes her feel better.

How not so, the salary offered by Devan is much higher than the previous job which both served as representatives of personnel in other branches.

***

Such a beautiful night...

I saw a girl who had just returned from her office. With more classy clothes than ever, thanks to Devan's funding.

Okay, he might not want to mention himself aji mumpung. But, if it has been given? Time is not in use. That's how people appreciate giving. Because if rejected too dear, is not it so kunia? Maybe he'll answer yes. Hehehe

He's actually not overtime until this hour. But one reason why it can come home late is, when Kuni had to do a small celebration with several team friends, including Ms. Sarah in a food truck owned by Bu Asmia.

As a sign of farewell, he must be willing to treat his friends. Although he expected, the celebration was yes, like they gave gifts as mementos. But– is like a birthday in school.

Congratulations are indeed flooding in, but what they are waiting for is not to give gifts to him who is birthday. But more to the wait, a moment of free eating that they will charge forcibly.

Really good friends. (World)

Because indeed, the Neighbors there perform a routine system of filial work every week.

There are also written rules about garbage to be thrown in place. There is also a strict prohibition against throwing garbage in the gutter. All sewers are tightly sealed with non-permanent concrete. What if you want to clean it can still be opened again.

Back to a girl who deliberately walked casually, while carrying a pack of spicy cimoles in her hand.

Eating snacks while walking is another taste, feeling back to childhood. Added with iced tea in plastic packaging.

Haaaaah's... Life should be enjoyed like this.

Kunia stabs, three grains at once and then put into the mouth, simultaneously.

"Yepyyyamaaaakk..." Have fun Kunia down the street. No matter how some of the gang mothers were gossiping while glancing at him. Because indeed? It's not the mothers if they don't do that.

Gossip is. You are mothers, because without you, the world would be monochrome.

No matter what they are talking about. The important thing is that he is happy, because for the next few days. There won't be a Devan edict that always makes him covetous.

"Kunia–" called a girl, making the flowers that had fallen slowly motion earlier suddenly fall quickly all over. Similarly, the pink aura mixed white, turning black and gray. (Picture of current feelings of the world)

A voice I didn't want to hear. –the world looked lazily back, while stopping its steps. True what he thought, the woman he did not want to see even approached him with enthusiasm.

"You just got home?" Asked Reni, who without permission immediately grabbed her hand.

Still she's kind of familiar with me. (World)

"Yes," he answered lazily, he resumed his steps.

"Why not go home with your boss?"

"Should I go home with him every day?"

"Not really, but right? Yeah, he let you walk like this? He said he was your future husband." Both are relaxed.

"What's the problem?" Still lazy Kunia responded. Even he was still trying to let go of Reni's hand.

"Nothing, just weird. So it's not like a real candidate."

World grunting. "You yourself, what are you doing here? Didn't you say you were going to Singapore?"

"Emmmm...?" Reni was silent for a moment. "You Know Grandma Love, sickly right? Well he forbade us to take a vacation for a while."

"Oh..." Kunia stopped her steps, glancing left and right. And found a shopping bag in Reni's hand. "Then? Are you walking to the minimarket alone? Where's your husband?"

"I– it, you know, the husband is pioneering the business. Obviously he's busy in his own office."

Better to answer like that, I don't want Kunia to know that I'm leaving my son-in-law's house that sucks. And back to Mama's house, because Anwar is broke now. (Reen)

"Oh... Didn't you?"

"Yes, why? Don't you believe it? You should know, my husband's business is growing. He even began to build his branch outside the city. So yeah, maybe it'll be busier after this."

Kunia looked up at him, because the last time she went with Devan she saw that Anwar's office was closed. Then there is the writing confiscated by the bank. Not to mention some people who were protesting, asking for the money they invested back.

I know your current position is not okay. But you're still acting so arrogant like this.

Kunia muttered in her heart, then resumed her steps. Letting the girl talk nonsense until satisfied.

Until a commotion sounded behind them. The noise of the car, and the horn.

But what made him turn his head quickly was the sound of loudspeakers.

~ Hey ... short-haired kunti in front. Step over! Don't block our way. ~

Falling on his chin for a moment. When I saw the car stop behind him. And to his astonishment, three food-carrying trucks lined up behind Atala's luxury car.

From there he understood who the culprit of the commotion was after seeing Devan who was still holding a loudspeaker. Smiling a grin on the seat beside the steering wheel, while looking at him.

This madman, what is he doing....? (World)