Luciana Beautiful

POV Yanti :

I work at an import export company as a secretary.

My boss is Aldo, he's a very nice, handsome, polite man.

He treated me not as a superior to his subordinates but as a friend.

He didn't let me call him by father's call, but by Mas Aldo's call even though we were still in the office.

" I'm the boss, who'd mind?" he replied when I protested when he told me to call him Mas Aldo.

It's because we're the same age, that's why. He doesn't like to be too formal. Must be flexible, he told me at the time.

I, who had objected, began to get used to calling him Mas Aldo.

Mas Aldo likes to ask me jokes, sometimes not looking at the office anymore.

He also likes to mess up my hair if I joke around with him, he said.

My heart was blossoming, everyone in the office thought I had a special relationship with Mas Aldo.

Everyone in the office looked down at me and they treated me like a boss.

They kept their distance from me and were like they were carefully talking to me. Maybe they're afraid I'll report to Mas Aldo if they make a mistake.

But I don't feel high-hearted, I still treat them accordingly.

And I was always friendly to all of them.

Mas Aldo always takes me wherever he travels, especially when there is office business.

We always had lunch together and he also often invited me to dinner together.

On holidays, we are always both. Sunday night Mas Aldo often took me out of the streets or just watch in the cinema.

He also often took me to the house of his cousin, Herman, who was the son of Aunt Dewi, one of my mother's friends while in High School.

The house of Aunt Dewi is not so far from the house of Aunt Nadya, Mama Luciana.

Aunt Nadya is the wife of my brother Papa, the late Om Anto.

Mama and Aunt Nadya's relationship is not so good, my mother who always was rude to Aunt Nadya and also Luciana.

I have often rebuked my mother not to behave so, but where you want to hear me, my mother is a stubborn person.

My father just can't struggle with my mother, at the house of the mother who became his boss.

My father is patient, sometimes I see Papa can only massage the chest to see the behavior of the mother.

Mama is like a lioness, no one can stop her if she gets angry again.

I don't know whose attitude my mom is down from, I don't think my grandparents are like my mom.

My mother also likes to be arrogant, likes to look down on others especially on people whose economic class in the lower classes, mama will look at them with one eye.

Sometimes I like to be ashamed of my neighbors, sometimes they like to whisper when my mama is bragging.

My mom and I often argue because of their bad attitude.

I know he basically loves me very much, just because of his nature that makes us like cats and rats when we are close together.

Sometimes I feel jealous, seeing the relationship of Aunt Nadya and Luciana.

They are very close like two good friends, seem to get along and compact.

They like to joke around and sometimes get stuck with each other.

Aunty Nadya is a meek and generous smile, different as the sky and earth between mama and Aunt Nadya.

My mother was very stubborn and difficult to talk to.

In front of Mas Aldo who plays at home, he likes to boast.

Until sometimes, it feels like to keep my face behind the walls so shameful.

Every Mas Aldo play at home, I must quickly invite out, so as not to linger with mama.

In every prayer, I always say that your attitude can change.

I was closer to my Papa, because we were both pretty much the same.

Papa and Mama once asked me about my relationship status with Mas Aldo, I said only as a good friend.

I admit, in my heart I want to make our relationship more than a friend relationship.

I expected more than that, not since when did that feeling start to grow.

My heart always flowers when it's nearby, and always longs when one day it doesn't meet him.

Maybe this is called being in love, it all feels so beautiful when I'm around.

Mas Aldo was always protective of me, if I went with him and was on the side of the road, Mas Aldo would always take a position on my right.

Even when we ate together, he always served me, as if he was not my boss.

He'll pull a seat for me, scoop a side dish to my plate, his attitude is so sweet.

Did I misjudge all her sweet treatment on me? I feel like Mas Aldo loves me too.

Mas Aldo did not say anything, but from his sweet attitude I will not take the wrong conclusion.

Where there is Mas Aldo, there is me.

Even so, while working I still try to be professional.

One day at lunch together, Mas Aldo told me that he felt in love.

Mas Aldo said, he fell in love with a beautiful, meek girl, when invited to chat, he said.

Then I pretended to ask, "who's that girl?"

"So, you'll know who it is."

"Mas Aldo shot him?" many enthusiast.

"What's shooting, I want to propose to her right away."

"My time is mature enough, I don't want to shoot, I want to go straight to a serious relationship" continued Aldo again.

"I was with that girl, my heart clicked. Later I will ask Aunt Dewi to submit my proposal."

" Why should Aunt Goddess deliver? why didn't Mas Aldo's mom propose to him?" ask again.

"Because Aunt Dewi is a friend of the girl's mother, a friend of Aunt Dewi during High School," replied mas Aldo.

Deg.., no longer wrong. That girl is me. Wasn't Aunt Goddess a friend of my mother's in high school?

Awakened already, Aldo did love me. He didn't want to shoot me, because he wanted to go straight to the proposal he said.

I feel like I'm flying in the air. I cannot describe my happiness at that time.

I wanted to run and hug Aldo, but I held him back. I'm shy.

After the office, I told my mother everything, I couldn't hold back my happiness, so I poured it in front of my mother.

I wouldn't have thought this would backfire later.

I should have been able to hold back my emotions.

A few days later, my mom came home angry, and I was just relaxing watching TV with Papa.

"Based on the child does not know himself, his mother is the same kegatelan child," said the mother angry while clenching her fingers.

"What the hell is ma? who's mom talking to?" ask Papa.

" That's Luciana, she said she wanted to be applied to Nak Aldo, not the word Yanti who wanted to be proposed to Aldo was our son Pa," I was shocked to hear the story of my mother, I was shocked to hear, it felt like there was lightning coming into my ear.

"Well, where did you know?" ask Papa.

" From the Goddess, I met the Goddess at her house. The goddess told me, Pa."

I can't believe it, I just remember Aunt Nadya is also a high school friend of Aunt Dewi. Why can I forget this?

Ah stupidly I, I concluded my own opinion without investigating it first.

It felt like there were a thousand piercing needles, a taste of my heart. I felt blown from a high place after I felt like I was flying in the clouds. So ill....

I rubbed my tears that I didn't realize were already dripping on my cheeks.

I was upset.I was angry.I immediately ran to my room and locked the door.

I threw my body on my bed. I hugged my bed and started crying.

I don't care about knocking on the door in my room. My mom called my name.

Then I heard Papa's voice.

" Let him calm down first, we don't bother him anymore, let him cry as much as he can to be relieved" Papa told his mother.

" Cry son, throw away all your sorrow with your tears. After that forget everything. Consider him not your soul mate" cried Papa at my doorstep.

I don't know how long I've been crying . I spilled everything in my chest. So bitter I felt, it turned out that this was the taste of one-handed love, unrequited love.

What does Mas Aldo's sweet attitude mean to me, why does he treat me like a queen if it will only make me misunderstand and hurt my heart.

I could not have expected too high, if only Mas Aldo treated me as ordinary or treated me like a superior to his subordinates.

Why....? why.....? I can't answer a thousand questions in my head.

I don't hate Luciana, it's not the girl's fault that Mas Aldo is in love with her.

My own fault is too baper, too high in hope for the man who, because of his sweet attitude, I concluded with my own opinion that he had fallen in love with me.

Foolish.I cursed myself.

I hate myself..I'm angry...ke....kesel....malu.

If I hadn't been kegeeran, and hadn't told my mom and dad that Mas Aldo would have proposed to me, I wouldn't have been this sorry and embarrassed...

But it's all happened, I can't turn back time. If I could, all I could do was keep my distance from Mas Aldo, so as not to grow the seeds of this love for him.

I wiped my tears, then got out of my bed. I looked in front of the mirror in my room.

I saw my swollen eyes and my red nose.

Maybe tomorrow I can't work with puffy eyes like goldfish eyes.

Everyone will wonder what happened to me, why my eyes are swollen.

Especially Mas Aldo, he would be the first to ask me that.

Then do I have to answer all this because Mas Aldo who does not want to propose to me, but proposed to Luciana.

I'm heartbroken because of Mas Aldo.....

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(From Author: Don't be too happy when you're happy and don't be too sad too much if you're sad.

Happiness and sadness will come in turn, depending on our attitude in responding to it.

Be reasonable not to overdo it, then you will consider happiness and sadness to be natural things that will make you a person with a big heart and strong spirit.... Greetings)