
“I don't know why Mukti is silent. So yes, I better shut up too. Rather than make him angry. If asked, I will answer. But if you don't go,” Ayya prepared to leave her room this morning. After the morning prayer, he went back into the room. Not making breakfast or anything other than coffee for Mukti.
Komang Ayu continued to work answering the phone from the 3 galleries he held. All he answers, when it comes to stock he'll see the studio ledger, he said, if it is not clear he will ask the craftsman about the stock in the studio and when the delivery and all aspects of the goods from the studio to the gallery.
Komang Ayu is already quite proficient in this matter no longer need to ask Mukti. Mukti is really helped by the existence of Komang Ayu.
*‘How are you?’ *while replying message with Sri inbound message from Arjun.
*‘Hai Jun I am good,’ * Komang Ayu replied while watching her laptop looking at the data table from the gallery in Denpasar.
‘I can phone?’
‘Please. I am not busy, just call.’ replied Komang Ayu.
“Busy are you now?”Arjun did not waste the opportunity, he immediately contacted Komang Ayu.
“It is customary, just like your time to the studio,” replied Komang Ayu.
“Kok said you weren't busy so I could call,” protest Arjun.
“I mean this phone is not busy, so you can talk. If the office phone is still busy,” replied Komang Ayu.
“Means I interrupted?” ask Arjun.
“No, no bother,” replied Komang Ayu.
“I just wanted to ask, the day after I'm going to Badung because my parents are going to have a party. Can we meet?” asked Arjun expectantly.
“Wah pity, I am going to Jakarta tomorrow there is a wedding event for my boss' sister,” replied Komang Ayu.
“Oh that time you said, the show tomorrow huh?” arjun replied disappointed. He had already heard of this plan the moment before he came into the studio and expressed seriousness with Ayu. Komang Ayu used to say he was going to Jakarta to attend the party.
“Not tomorrow the show is still 4 days away,” Ayya replied.
“Wah coincided with my parents' event yes,” said Arjun.
“Maybe, I don't know your parents' party schedule,” Ayya replied.
“Sama,” replied Arjun sadly.
“Meet me home the day after tomorrow.”
“Iya, but later sometime let me know if you are going to Jakarta or if I am going to Bali so we can still meet,” replied Arjun.
“I'll tell you,” Ayya replied. At that time Mukti went into his room probably wanted to pee.
Since earlier, Mukti saw Ayya get a phone on her phone number means in her own number Ayya. Not on his work phone.
‘Agreement with whom else is he?’ mukti thought suspiciously.
Two days passed in silence. Mukti and Komang Ayu are indeed really unspeakable as usual. They only talk as necessary as when eating, praying and so on there is no sharing of stories or chatting other things.
“If I could I better not go to Jakarta,” Komang Ayu said with annoyance when packing her clothes.
“But I've invited Sri to come, how dong. Pity Sri when she comes I don't exist.”
The next morning Ayu and Mukti leave for the airport, and his old driver Sonny is waiting there to bring home his Mukti sports car. Later when Mukti returns home the car will be delivered back to the airport.
“Be careful sir and thank you,” Mukti said when handing over his car keys.
“Iya Mas Mukti, this is a deposit from us for Mr. Sonny,” said the driver gave a gift entrusted to Mukti.
“This is from whom?” mukti asks afraid of being wrong.
“We wrote in the box. It's from all of us at the Uluwatu rental tomorrow from jetski and flying over will give it straight away when Mr. Sonny gets here.”
“What Mas Sonny will vacation here?” Mukti suspects Sonny has told his staff about his arrival in Bali.
“Don't know Mas, they didn't tell us at the rental. Just right when we asked, they said they would give directly because they did not know Mas Mukti wanted us to deliver. They did not come to us.
“Ya wis, later I say to Mas Sonny,” said Mukti.
Mukti and Ayya went straight to the check-in spot because their flight time had been fixed.
