Love Jeong Wibowo
* call from grandpa *
Lately I don't know why I rely so much on Syakila. I've been eating at his house for a week. I feel comfortable in that tiny house. Syakila is really better at living in housing than in a luxury apartment.Actually I just dodged. The tiny house feels comfortable because there is Syakila, simple food that feels very delicious because he is cooking, shuttle him feels light because he can see him smiling, talking, talking, scolded even he was angry even though I accepted patiently because there he was.
I was still in the office this afternoon. Reza was on a business trip abroad so during Reza's departure all responsibility was assigned to me, but still in coordination with Reza via phone.
The problems of Shafa and Marwah have been taken care of, they look at home there, with many friends able to comfort and slightly remove the trauma of Shafa's heart. And I also just found out that apparently the orphanage had a business made by Syakila. Yes, he opened a clothing store and dining lodge, which contained employees of a teenage orphanage child. Syakila made the effort so that the home becomes independent, so that the needs of the daily home can be fulfilled and do not rely on funds from donors. The profits of the venture were divided by three by Syakila, the first for the employee, for the parlor and the last for her own as a business owner.
drrt. drrtt...
My phone shook, I hope Syakila called, but it was just the hope Syakila never contacted me first he said before he wanted to call me first, am I being too aggressive?
"yes.. "
"are you happy I called? "
"what's up? "
"basic bad grandson!! "
"say!! "
"i want to meet that doctor!!! "
"don't bother him!! "
"Haha-hhaaa.... "
"i said don't touch HIM!!!! "
"tomorrow I'll wait 7pm"
Jeong threw the magazine in front of him. Annoyed, apparently his grandfather had always been watching him. "be careful if they mess with Syakila.. " Jeong clasped her hands firmly. Many questions danced in his head why his grandfather wanted to see Syakila. Jeong glanced at his watch "it's 5 pm" he muttered "Syakila wants to go home" Jeong pressed the button on his phone
"where? "
"assalamualaikum"
"waalaikumsalam, where? "
"still in the hospital.. "
"you're going home? "
"just a little more"
"i'll wait outside.. "
My phone's turned off. After hearing her voice my anger subsided a little. It was time to go home, I went straight out of the office and picked him up.
***
Syakila was waiting in front of the bus stop, after Jeong called she immediately rushed out of the hospital to see Jeong, she did not want to be told CATFLY, SLOW, LAND SNAIL. Well, Jeong often mocked him like that. Syakila waited almost half an hour fortunately there was Mira who accompanied him.
Jeong's car horn stopped. Shakila headed for the car, then got in
"long been waiting? " Jeong started the conversation
"sorry for waiting.. " Syakila is still silent.he is lazy to argue, later the ends are hurt, crying.
"sorry yeah.. " Jeong is not the type of persuader, he is confused "so call you I came straight here to not stop by anywhere" Jeong explained.
" abis called you too I went straight out, males covered with land snails only" Jeong ruffled Syakila's hair "sorry yes" Syakila silently looked to the side.
They were at one of the biggest malls in the city.
"Let's get off" Jeong opened Syakila's door. Syakila confused "sook sweet times? " syakila.
Jeong pulled and gently grasped Syakila's hand. Syakila just kept quiet
"fine me yes, there's something I want to buy" Syakila kept quiet, she just enjoyed Jeong's hand. I don't know what Syakila feels, she feels warm and comfortable, feels protected and her anger is forgotten.
They're headed to a boutique.
"can I help you, sir, miss? " greet the waiter
"sir, please find a beautiful dress for this lady, but just be polite, don't be too open" Jeong let go of his grasp "La, pick it, I'm waiting here" Jeong said.
Syakila followed the waiter, she looked at the dress dress that was there, beautiful, nice, but it was very expensive at least 4 million.
Shakila approached Jeong "have you? " ask Jeong.
Syakila shook her head "not so expensive Jeong" Syakila whispered to Jeong.
Jeong smiled "it's okay, choose it" Jeong said
"just try it, lady, who knows if there's a match? "
invite the waiter, Jeong nodded his head in agreement. Syakila try one by one the dress, looks beautiful and fits the size of Syakila's body.
"take it all away" Jeong replied as he thrust a card at the waiter.
"Jeong, one time? " persuade the gentle Syakila
"it's okay, let's not sulk anymore" Jeong said gently and smiled at Syakila.
"i don't crave anymore" Syakila showed off her sweetest smile "but one" she asked again
" let's ahh "Jeong stand up. stretched out his hand, hear Shakila's embarrassment to welcome and immediately grabbed Jeong. They head to a shoe store, buy sandals and shoes, buy a wallet, buy a set of jewelry. Many of which Jeong buys and all this makes Syakila uncomfortable and Jeong knows about it. They stopped by a cafe, ate quietly.
**
Jeong, he always forces what he wants. Want this want it, want to drink coffee, breakfast chicken porridge, want to pick me up, accompanied here to it, as if my world is very fast spinning.Today he wants to pick me up, he wants to pick me up, usually if he calls it means he's in front, quickly I come out it turns out I waited half an hour, fortunately there was Mira, so not like the people who said I was at the bus stop.
We went to the mall, I followed, to the boutique bought a lot of clothes that I did not like the price I still follow, buy shoes, buy sandals, wallets, jewelry. I was silent, silent annoyed, why did he waste his money on non-essential business.not important because I did not need it with all this.
We also ate at the cafe in the mall. I'm silent not having a taste for food.
He touched my hand "What's wrong? " his question is soft whether he ate what today looks mellow once what because he ate mashmello yes.
I pulled my hand and shook my head.
"why? am I wrong again? tell me? " said Jeong
I took a breath, "what's all this for? " many
he smiled "grandfather wants to meet you tomorrow" I should be happy with what I heard, I will be introduced to his family. What I'm thinking right now is not that
"why? are you ashamed of what I wear? you with what I have? I said softly too, I have to control my emotions in public places.
"that's not La" he clasped my hand again
"listen, I want the best for you" he said
"do you want me to be Cinderella? " i've held tightness, I can't be angry actually, if I'm angry I'm silent, if I'm already angry I cry.
"no, that's not it, look". "before he continues his words.
"Jeong.. "two beautiful women like models came over to Jeong and kissed his right and left cheek. I was silent. I don't know what they were talking about I don't care. I think this is the world he is, I think this is the world he is, the young executive who was surrounded by beautiful and sexy women. After his say hello finished the two women looked at me cynically. then they left us.
"La, they are only working partners, usually we work together to make advertising products" Jeong explained.
"Jeong, you should have brought them to meet grandfather, shouldn't you? " i'm silent "take them, tomorrow I'm busy" I refuse
"La, I beg you this time, grandfather just wants to meet you? " please
"i can't, bring the stuff! " i have to be firm I don't want to be fooled.he's silent
"let's go home? " greet him gently.I stood up immediately.
we were silent, he kept holding my hand, the tightness, I wiped away the tears that had not yet fallen, it felt like this self was very low.
*
She was not a woman mostly glared at treasures, she was also a woman who had high self-esteem. How I explained to him about Grandpa. I never looked down on her, even I was so amazed at her, I just didn't want her to be humbled by others before my eyes.
I stopped my car in a park.
"i want to go home" he's never been this stubborn, usually he's always going my way.
"well" I said, we kept quiet.
Arriving at home he immediately entered, I included from behind. I sat on the sofa I pull his hands so that he sat too, but strong energy also "please sit first" Syakila also sat down
"what's wrong if grandfather wants to meet you, I've never been close to anyone" I kept quiet
"what's wrong if I want you to look more beautiful in front of my family" I looked at her who lowered her head I saw she was already crying.
"pardon me" I hugged her, her tears even more broken with the shaking of her shoulders.
"forgive me" I repeated my plea"I just didn't want to be humbled before me" it seemed that his cries had begun to subside "let's eat again, I ate a little, what are you cooking?" I'm trying to melt the mood. He remained silent
"still angry? " i asked, he shook his head maybe his anger had come out with his cry.
"this time I'm the cook, you just stay here as a judge judge okay" I gave a thumbs up, I saw he was smiling. I ruffled his hair.
