Love is Named Us

Jealous

The next day, as usual I went to work with Gafi. But this time it was my son who was driving this car. In the car, I was busy chewing on the bread I had prepared earlier. We didn't have time for breakfast because Gafi had to attend an important meeting this morning. I handed him a piece of bread. Gafi shook his head. I returned the bread, but he refused it.

“ You must have breakfast, at least you have the energy to get angry,” chirped me while chewing the bread in my mouth.

“ Eat.” I returned the bread, but Gafi shook my hand and took the bread that was still in my mouth. I was surprised instead of playing, both my eyes grew bigger, while Gafi smiled a little at me like a satisfied person for successfully teasing me.

I looked forward to seeing the Son driving. I feel very embarrassed because of course the Son saw our behavior from behind the rearview mirror. Gafi was really happy to embarrass me.

“ Why you did it!”

“ What? weren't you the one who told me to have breakfast? I've done it, but why are you even mad at me.”

“ I did tell you to have breakfast, but it's not like that. I thrust it, why not take it from my hand only.”

“ I prefer directly from you, indeed what's wrong.”

“ You should have seen the situation, there is Son. Are you shameless.”

“ Hoo...Then I can do it if no one else, so you mean? Then I will remember your words on this one.”

“ Is not what I mean! Why do you like to piss me off, ha!”

Gafi was giggling. And I'm getting pissed off, too. It was morning and he made me angry. He really likes that kind of behavior on me.

“ You angry?”

“ Don't talk to me.”

“ Why?”

“ Because I'm upset.”

“ Why you should be upset.”

“ Arghh!!” my yelling. “ I told you not to talk to me!”

I turned my face away.

“ Son, tell Madam not to turn her face like that.”

The son who received orders from his master also conveyed what his master said

“ Putra tell Mister, if his wife does not want to be disturbed.”

The son said the same thing to his master.

Over and over again, Gafi and I asked the Son to say what we said. The son became the bridge between the two of us.

In his heart, the Son must be upset with the behavior of his master who impressed childish.

“ Sir, Madam, why are you torturing me like this. It is better for me to finish a pile of work than to see the Master and Madam quarrel. I'm so confused that it's like this.”

Gafi and I stared at each other at the sight of the Son. The patience of a Son is beyond its limits.

“ Forgive us,” I told him.

“ Not like that Madam, don't apologize.” The son is so bad for me and Gafi.

“ But we've troubled you.”

“ No Mistress don't say that, I so feel guilty.”

“ No-no, don't be so.”

“ Haa...” Gafi let out a long sigh hearing this conversation of me and this Son. “ You two stop.”

I was silent as well as the Son.

Half an hour later, I arrived at work. As agreed, I did not want to be dropped off in front of the cafe but near a stop not far from where I worked. The son rushed down to open the door for me. I came down after saying goodbye to Gafi.

I knocked on the window.

And Gafi immediately lowered the window.

“ Be careful on the road,” I said.

“ Okay,” reply. “ Oh yes, there is something to say, please get close to here.”

I approached, my feet half bent to make it easier for him.

A kiss on the forehead landed quickly. I retreated my steps while holding my forehead. I'm still in shock.

“ Work well,” he said, then leave me.

I'm sighing. Either be angry or happy with my treatment. He was full of surprises, I could never guess what he had in mind.

...****...

“ Good morning,” my sap.

“ Yuna,” greet Herman approaching me.

“ What a coincidence, I brought you something.”

“ What did you bring?”

“ I'll give you.”

“ Okay. Oh yeah, help me out for a second. Me and the Boss are working on something in his office, can you help us?”

“ Of course.”

“ Good. Let's go there.”

“ Okay.”

I followed Herman too.

Inside, Martin was busy with some files on his desk. I greeted him and he smiled at me.

“ How was your holiday?” ask her while telling me to sit down.

“ Fun,” I replied soberly. “ Oh yes, Boss, Herman says that Boss needs help.”

“ Yes absolutely right. Please type everything in this book, if you can as soon as possible.”

“ Oh..good Bos.”

I saw some piles of paper that I was going to type this. That's a lot, I thought.

“ Herman, you keep an eye on the staff down there. I will call you sometimes.”

“ Good Boss, I will carry out,” he said. “ Then I say back to work.”

“ Yes.”

Herman left me and Martin, both here.

“ Yuna, drink.”

I gasped for not realizing Martin's presence near me. A bottle of soft drink, Martin give it to me.

“ Thank you.”

“ Sorry to bother you.”

“ Not at all. I'm not burdened at all.”

“ I just saw you get off a car. Were you escorted by your husband?”

“ Ah..ya,” I stammered. “ You saw it?”

“ Yes, I also saw while you were being kissed by her.”

Hearing her words, I was misbehaving.

“ You saw it too? so you recognize my husband's face?”

“ No, I can't see your husband's face.”

“ Oh..”

I'm a little relieved.

“ Are you happy with that guy?”

“ Of.”

Martin nodded his head. “ I still don't accept that you're married, Yuna. I still wish you were like Yuna used to be.”

“ Why are you talking like that.”

Martin just smiled.

“ Never mind, just forget what I said earlier.” Martin didn't answer my question at all. “ Just continue your work, I need to get out for a while.”

“ Alright.”

Martin left me alone in this room.

I'll finish my job before Martin gets back. Anyway I have to work as usual down there. I feel bad for not helping other friends.

Half an hour later, Martin didn't come back here. My work is done too. I decided to go out and hurry to join the other friend.

“ Your work is done,” asked Herman.

“ Already,” I replied. “ Do you know where the Boss is? It's been half an hour he didn't come back, he said just came out for a while.”

“ I don't know either, earlier Boss did come out.”

“ So yes.”

“ Umm,” nods.

" Yuna, can you please throw this trash behind you" Tia said.

" Okay," I replied. " I'm sorry, couldn't help you earlier."

" It's okay, you're busy helping the Boss. Herman said the pile of paper you're working on is a lot."

" You're right, my body's sore."

" You just ask Gafi to massage you."

" It's you!"

Tia laughing.

" What are these two pockets."

" Yes."

" okay. The trashman goes first."

" Good good to the destination."

" Thank you."

I brought two bags of trash at once. Fortunately, there was a garbage truck that would carry this pile of trash. I gave these two garbage bags to the officer.

" Thank you, sir," I said, then washed my hands in the water tap behind me.

When you want to go back inside. I saw Martin sitting in his car. I wonder what he's doing in there.

I knocked on the window. And Martin got out of his car.

" What are you doing here?" many wonder.

" Soothe yourself" she replied a little ambiguously in my opinion.

" What's wrong with you? Are you in trouble or are you sick?"

Martin smiled slightly.

" It's good to hear you're worried about me."

" What are you saying, you should be friends, right."

" Friend.yeah, you're right."

Martin and I laughed.

Suddenly Martin stroked my hair. I was surprised too. A second later, he ruffled my hair.

" Why are you messing up my hair!" my protest, but Martin just smiled. " It's you!"

" Don't get angry soon" he said, then wrapped his arm around my neck. " Is your job done?"

" It's been."

" Good, it's not in vain that I'm counting on you."

" Of course," I said, proud of myself.

" Let's go inside then."

" Yes, but let go first."

" Here we go."

" It's you!!!"