Lying (Loving In Sepi)

Proposal

Nabila sat in a cafe not far from his office. Today he had lunch with his boss. Know for yourself who Nabila is now. Egys. Yupzz is just right. With Mr. CEO.

After eating lunch, Nabila and Egy continued with the chat, because the lunch hour was still left. So there is no need to rush back to the office. After all, if no one dares to scold him late, he is the owner of the office.

"Where was yesterday? Smoothly?" Tanya Egy started the conversation.

"Alhamdulillah Mas."

"Good then."

Silent moment.

"Euhmm actually..," Egy bit her lower lip. His words can no longer be continued.

Nabila who saw Egy's expression became curious, what did Egy want to tell her.

"What exactly is Mas?" Tanya Nabila with her eyebrows rising next door.

"About that. Anu.."

"???"

"Where was your answer at the time?" Although the weight of the question is still thrown on Egy's lips.

What answer hey? Don't be weird, Mr. CEO, not a week Nabila officially widowed.

Now it is Nabila's turn to be made wrong. Precisely Nabila gawked after hearing Egy's question.

"What answer is Mas?" Tanya Nabila doesn't know.

"That.., anu..., about our relationship." Answer Egy directly.

"Mommy mean?" Nabila pretended not to understand.

"Yes. about our relationship, do you accept it?"

"I'm sorry about before. I just got divorced, it doesn't feel good if we discuss the matter, I'm still in iddah Mas time!"

"Yes, anyway."

"Actually we sit alone I'm not good to see others. Just divorced I could sit with other men. Even though he's his own boss."

"I know what you mean by." Answer Egy.

Whoever it is will still be prejudiced about Nabila. He has not been out of court for a week, has been close to other men.

"Sorry, if I make you uncomfortable." Nabila said it was bad.

"No, I'm not papa." Pause. "Just..." Egy did not continue his sentence. Should he segerogi like this in front of Nabila.

"Why Mas?"

Quiescent.

"Mas. I wish you were Bil."

Nabila smiled.

"Mas is really in love with you Bil. I can't live without you." Lirih Egy bitter. There was a hunk of hope in his chest. I hope he is not left behind by his heart.

"No need to fight." Said Nabila joking, he deliberately so that the atmosphere of the afternoon was not too awkward.

"By Bill, I'm really afraid of being rejected by you." Egy is still in serious mode.

"But I'm more afraid of you." Now Nabila also displays his serious expression.

"Fear why?" Ask Egy wonder.

"Mas is not from the common people. People from high circles, very high even"

"No! No! No!" Cut Egy fast. "Mas doesn't like the caste to be carried around."

"It's not so Mas," Nabila tried to explain, "Look at me. I'm an ordinary employee, from the ordinary, even in the lower classes, and my status?" Nabila smiled bitterly. "A widow."

"Mas doesn't mind that when." Said Egy in a soft voice.

"Yes. I-i know. I never had a problem with that, but what if it was the Mas family? that's not something that couldn't have happened."

Egy exhaled a rough breath. Nabila's mind cannot be right. He was sure his parents would approve of him. His parents were not people who thought of other people's castes. He knows how his parents are.

Egy remembers when Cinthya's engagement, Egy introduced Nabila as a girlfriend, and her mother was friendly with Nabila.

"Mas guarantees it won't happen. I wouldn't have married if it wasn't for you."

Nabila glared at Egy, as if protesting with Egy's words just now.

"Yes! Hold on to the words." Said Egy as if he knew what Nabila meant.

"Mas, I don't want to talk about it." Nabila Protests.

"So then, after iddah you're done, let's get married? Mas don't want to wait a long time again, you will be taken by people later. Crazy to me!"

"Mas bedwetting me?"

"Not yet officially."

"Women in the iddah period should not receive sermons from other men." Clearly Nabila.

"Mas told you earlier, that it's not official. If you have finished the iddah period, Mas will know you to his parents Mas."

"Where? You agree, right?" Ask Egy.

Nabila had not yet answered, Egy had already said. "There is no rejection. There is no rebuttal. It's the master from the boss!"

"Ih..., really strong!" Say Nabila is upset.

"Wildamah! You were long anyway. Sometimes it has to be forced."

After the conversation, they returned to the office again, because the lunch hour had also run out.