Love, I Surrender

Renata Invitation

Arga has twice sent a message to Karin if she waits in the lobby. Never mind showing his nose, Karin had not read the message that Arga sent.

“Where the hell,” said Arga while trying to contact Karin. Obviously this morning he had said that this afternoon will take Karin to the boutique according to the direction of Mother Arga.

“Ngot lifted,” groused Arga. “Busy what times, it's time to go home.”

Arga also decided to pick up directly to the marketing division. Marketing staff who will go home to see Arga's arrival of course be awkward. Didn't expect his boss to be stopped at the time of his office. They doubt whether to stay or leave the room.

“Continue, I don't want to miss.” Arga searches for Karin but does not find her.

“Sore Sir,” greet coworker Karin. “Party already home Sir, I want ..”

“Not, I'm looking for Karin.”

“Ohhh." Information about Karin's closeness with Arga has indeed been heard. “Karin is in .. kok no yes. That's the cubicle,” said the man then approached the Karin cubicle. “But this phone and the bag are still there sir."

“Hm.”

Not long heard laughter from the direction of the pantry and appeared Karin.

“Karin, a puck has been waiting for Mr. Arga. I'm sorry, Mr.”

The smile on Karin's face changed when she saw that Arga was already standing in the room.

“Where the hell, I've been waiting in lobby.”

“I told you, busy. Mr. Arga knows Indonesian not."

Arga clucked, “Come quickly, later stuck stuck. Mommy must have arrived at the boutique.”

Karin headed for her cubicle, tidying up the table and file she had been living in. Looking at Arga who was looking at him, then put on a pouty face. Wearing his bag then walked over and passed Arga just like that, making Arga shake his head.

While in the elevator both are just silent, plus not only those who are in the object that leads them up and down to a certain room.

The hours of the office home made the elevator crowded, even Karin was cornered, Arga shifted closer and closer. Some of Arga's body restrains Karin from being pressed and attaches her body to others. Feeling Arga's attitude that protects her warms Karin's heart.

Focus Karin, she does not love you nor should she, inner Karin.

Arriving on the ground floor, all elevator users come out one by one. Karin and Arga came out last because they were in the corner of the elevator. Walking side by side in the lobby again makes it the center of attention. Arga who was greeted only nodded his head or answered briefly.

Arga's car is parked, in front of a special lobby of the board of directors.

“Come,” Arga's word has opened the car door sensor. Karin sighed softly, she headed for the door next to the wheel. Arga's car has started moving out of the office area. Being stuck in traffic, they arrived at the boutique quite late.

One of the boutique employees escorted Karin and Arga to the room where Marisa was waiting.

“Sorry Bun, Macet,” obviously Arga while glancing at Karin as if to blame her.

Karin chooses to kiss Marisa's hand rather than respond to Arga's behavior. “Sit here, baby. We make sure first clothes for you, after that uniforms for the family.”

“Must be so Bun, not just a contract," said Arga.

“Ya remains dong, uniform so neat and pleasing to the eye.”  

Karin just smiled, then opened sheet by sheet a special catalog of wedding models. Somewhat confused to choose, worried that his choice was not liked by Ms. Marisa.

“Which way, any match? If you have your own concept, there is still enough time. Or want to see the already-made directly?”

“Hm, no need Mom. I see again, who knows there is the right choice.”

Arga opened his phone and focused on the screen, doing nothing. Because Karin and Mommy are still engrossed and serious with the catalog.

[Arga, can we meet?]

I got a message from a new number. Arga also returned it. [Who?]

Not long after, there was a message from the number.

[Lata. I want to meet you, I have something to say]

Arga clucked read a reply to a message that turned out to be from Renata. Karin and Marisa turned to Arga as the man clucked with an annoyed look. Unreturned by Arga, Renata sends a message.

“Not clear,” muttered Arga after reading again the message that Renata sent.

“Suit this one huh?” ask Marisa.

“Iya Bu,” Karin replied with a smile, with dimples on her face. Arga who witnessed that, was stunned and then shook his head.

What the hell, her feelings are not as stunning as that until I have to be enchanted, inner Arga.

“Measured first so that it fits in the body,” said Marisa then called one of the boutique employees.  “Arga let's choose for you,” Marisa said while waiting for Karin.

Long enough they are in the boutique to choose the clothes that will be worn when the contract. Karin is not too enthusiastic as she still hopes their marriage will fail. Whether it was because Arga admitted that they were just theatrical or there was a substitute bride like in the drama that Karin had seen.

“Be careful Bun,” said Arga when Marisa was about to get in the car. There's a driver who's always ready to drive where Marisa wants to go.

“Yes, you take Karin with you please make sure she gets home safely.”

“Hm.” Arga closed the car door while Karin waved with a smile. After the car had left the boutique, Karin walked towards Arga's car.

“Live home?” ask Arga.

“Iya Sir, I'm tired.”

Arga turned his head then refocused on the wheel and the path in front of him.

“After doing, people I picked up you were laughing.”

“That's because the working hours are over, should Mr. Arga see in the previous time.”

“No stopping by where it used to be,” code Arga. Actually he was hungry, but immediately invited Karin to dinner he was not pleased. Trying to hold back his ego.

“No sir, it's already night. Tomorrow I have to go back to the office.”

“After we get married, your internship should end.”

Karin turned her head, she objected to Arga's decision just now. Only one more month did he complete the apprenticeship, if it ended and had to find another location it seemed like he was reluctant.

“Kok that, sir? Stay a little while.”

“Indeed the rules, there should be no employees who are husband and wife.”

“I'm just an intern and Mr. Arga is not an employee but a leader. If you have to stop, do not get married. I don't want to sacrifice my college stay any minute.”

Arga muttered inaudibly to Karin after the girl spoke.

“Pak Arga says what the hell, not clear.”

“Neither.”

The car that Arga was driving had already turned in the alley of Karin's parents' residence and stopped right in front of the fence. Karin took off her seatbelt and opened the door.

“Pak Arga don't have to stop by, it's night.”

Brakes.

Karin closed the door again.

Arga just shook his head looking at Karin's behavior. “Who also wants to stop by,” said Arga while reapplying his car.

Arga turned at one of the restaurants he passed by. His stomach was asking to be filled. As he walked into the restaurant, the phone in his pocket shook again.

Frowning after reading the incoming message.

[Cafe**, lunch hour. You don't come I'll come to your company]

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