
"You even got a phone call from him. How do you know each other?" Rocky's eyes stared intently at Visha.
Visha's turn is starting to panic now. He doesn't know what to answer to Rocky.
"I-it-it--?"
"That's what?"
"A-I and Mas Galang---?"
And while Visha is in confusion as she arranges the right words for Rocky, the elevator door finally opens. It looks like Galang is standing in front of the door.
"Visha!!!" pekik Galang's.
Visha immediately stood up and approached Galang.
"Visha, are you okay? Are you hurt?" galang asked by checking on Visha.
"No, Mas. I'm it's okay. But that---" Visha pointed towards Rocky who was already deathly pale-faced and full of sweat.
A BRUUUUKKK!!!
Rocky's body collapses. Galang immediately approached Rocky and asked for help. Galang immediately takes Rocky to a nearby clinic.
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To make sure if Visha is in good condition, Galang also checked Visha to the clinic.
"The conditions are good, there are no signs of trauma nor panic" explained the doctor.
"Thank you, Doc. Excuse me first."
Galang and Visha came out of the check room.
"I told you I was okay" said Visha with a sweet smile.
"I'm just making sure." Galang gently stroked Visha's hair.
Visha looked around and had not seen Rocky. Rocky's still in the examination room.
"Rocky has a phobia of dark and narrow spaces. So as long as he's locked in the elevator, he must be acting like never before. I hope you can understand." Galang explained.
"Yes, Mas. I get it."
"Thank God he was with you in the elevator. What happens if someone sees his phobias relapse like before? I don't like it when someone looks one eye at my sister. No human is perfect. Because of its shortcomings, man can be called perfect."
Visha could only respond with a smile on her lips.
Shortly after, Rocky came out of the examination room fit. It was not seen if he had just fainted and experienced quite a severe panic.
"Rocky? You all right? Did the doctor let you go home?"
"Sister! Don't exaggerate. I'm fine."
"It's lunch time. Then let's eat!" Galang hugs Rocky's shoulder and takes him out of the clinic.
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Galang, Visha, and Rocky sit together at a table. No one has started the conversation yet. An awkward atmosphere began to envelop.
A waiter delivered orders for the food of the three of them.
"Thank you." said Galang to the waiter.
"Is there nothing you want to explain?" ask Rocky to break the silence.
"Rocky, actually today you want to take you to lunch and meet someone. But, because of today's incident, sister's plan failed."
"Now my brother has invited me to lunch. Hurry up tell me what did you mean to take me to lunch?"
"Rocky, I want you to meet Navisha. She is sister's lover. Your sister-in-law's candidate."
"What's? A sister-in-law candidate? She's she? Food carrier girl?" Rocky points his index finger at Navisha.
"Don't say that. Navisha is a good woman."
"When did you have a boyfriend? Why didn't you ever tell me?"
"Sorry you didn't get to tell me. I've been with Navisha for the last two years. We dated long distance, because Navisha lives in Semarang."
Rocky took a deep breath and exhaled violently. "Did Mom and Dad know about this?"
"Yet. Brother chose to introduce Visha to you first, because big brother is sure, you will support big brother."
Rocky glanced at Visha who had just been silent.
"I want to go to the toilet first." Rocky said to Visha and Galang.
Galang grabbed Visha's hand and grabbed her. "Don't worry. I'm sure Rocky will take you."
Visha replied with a smile.
...***...
The next day, the,
Visha delivered the food order to Brahms Corp office as usual. When arriving on the 13th floor, unlike usual the office there is crowded with RAB Cons employees. They welcomed Visha with enthusiasm.
"Chicken burn honey, sir."
"Well, it looks good."
One by one the employees took their lunch rations, except Rocky who only watched from inside his room while staring intently at Visha.
Visha knew that there were eyes watching her.
"Why is he looking at me like that?" mummified Visha.
After she finished delivering the food, Visha walked out of the RAB Cons room. He pushed the empty trolley into the elevator.
"Wait!" A voice stopped Visha's steps.
"Sir Rocky?" Visha is confused to see Rocky approaching her.
"What's up, sir?"
"I don't know why my brother chose a girl like you."
"I know that Mr. Rocky doesn't like me. But I hope you respect your brother's decision."
Rocky screeching. "You know who you're dealing with? Abraham's family was not a family. Are you ready to be part of this family?"
Visha was silent.
"Papa always demands his children to be perfect. It is not impossible if Papa also wants a perfect son-in-law. I hope you're perfect to be a son-in-law."
Rocky saunters away leaving Visha still stunned. Now Visha began to worry after hearing Rocky's words. Is he the perfect son-in-law to Leonard Abraham?
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Rocky is still sitting pensively in his study. Time has shown at nine o'clock. It's not usually Rocky lingers in his already deserted office.
"Boss? Boss not coming home? It's night." asked Donny.
"If you want to go home, go home! I still want to be here."
"Bos---"
"Don, you have a lot of guys, right?"
"Eh? Why is it boss?"
"I have a job for you."
"What is that, boss?"
"Investigate the woman named Navisha."
"Mr Visha? Who's from Karina Catering?"
"Yes. I need you to get all the information about him. Everybody!"
"But for what, boss?"
Rocky growling. "Don't ask too many questions! Do it carefully. Understood?"
"Good, boss."
...***...
A week has passed since Galang introduced Visha to Rocky. And it's been a week that Visha gets a nasty look from Rocky's eyes every time she delivers food to Brahms Corp.
Visha could only stroke her chest with Rocky's sharp gaze. He knew that his decision with Galang would cause problems later on. Plus if Abraham's family knew that Visha already had a child. Visha was more anxious when it finally arrived.
When her heart was not calm, Visha chose to come to consult with Doctor Diana.
"I don't know what to do, Doctor. I never thought I would face such a big problem."
Doctor Diana laughed at Visha.
"You yourself never told me everything in detail. How can I help you, Visha?"
"Eh?"
"It's okay. Just slowly. No need to be forced."
"Sorry, Doctor."
"To be honest, your decision to leave the house pregnant was the wrong one. It will cause bigger problems later on. But, since I don't know how you feel back then, I won't judge you."
"..............."
"That's it. If you're still afraid to tell me about your problems in person, what if you wrote them in a diary?"
"Daily book?"
"Yes. You can write your story there. Sad, happy, happy, and so on. If you're willing to give me permission to read it, I'll definitely read it."
"............"
"Visha, let me also feel what you feel as a fellow woman."
"Yes, Doctor. Thank you very much."
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tobe.....