Mahligai Infidelity

- The Hidden Feelings

Arkan was still sitting quietly behind his wheel. It had been five minutes since his car had been parked in the parking lot of the factory, but he was still reluctant to get out.

In Arkan's heart was already determined not to meet Wulan, he had to avoid meeting the woman. How not, every time I see Wulan heart Arkan eyes can not be separated from his face, every movement Wulan always wanted to see. Even his two fingers were eager to touch the woman's face.

Tiiiinnnnnnnnnn

The sound of a long horn finally broke Arkan's daydream.

The sound of the mother's car horn, and now her mother is standing behind the door of her car.

Tok tok tolltung

Arkan opened the car door and then exited.

“Mama what?” ask Arkan with a sour face.

“Well it should be mama who asked you what?” ask Jenny.

“Arkan there is a financial meeting with factory,” replied Arkan.

“Ya let's go in,” invite Jenny.

“Mama just say, since there is Wulan mama's work pacing mandir mulu ga set direction,” said Arkan.

“Mama wants to work but all are already in the Wulan handle. Mama is now just a decision maker. Gapapapalah later this factory will be yours too, let Wulan learn more things here,” said Jenny who looks relaxed that day.

“Mama keenakan,” murmured Arkan who now has his arm in the embrace of Jenny. They headed straight for the meeting room.

In a room, Wulan, Rasti and a Machine Manager were already waiting inside. Arkan and Jenny who had just arrived were immediately greeted warmly by Wulan.

“Siang ma'am, noon Pak Arkan,” said they were together.

“Siang, sit down,” said Jenny then sat in the last seat.

As for Arkan, he had to sit in front of Wulan. Looked at his face, heard his voice and…

Arkan's eyes began to stare at Wulan who was then a speaker. Wulan was busy directing several pages at the projector and then began to explain the core theme of their meeting that morning.

“He is now changing. When did she change her hairstyle? The color is too bright, with bangs so it looks childish. And why is her outfit today a bit too revealing? Red lipstick instead of being too flashy? What if I see Brian? She dressed up like this to attract the attention of who?”

Until the end of the meeting Arkan did not respond much. He was busy watching Wulan.

“Pak Arkan,” call Wulan.

“Run as agreed, my funding will approve according to procedure,” Arkan replied.

“Arkan the meeting is finished, will you sit there?” ask Jenny.

“Yes I will return to the office, much to do there,” Arkan rushed up from his seat, clumsy and misbehaving he packed the file in front of him. “The file will I review again.”

“Pak I want to talk to you alone with father,” said Wulan.

“Now?”

“Yes, this is an important issue,” Wulan said.

“Yes you guys have been chatting here, mama will go to the room mama,” said Jenny then leave from there.

“We talk in the room Wulan mas, let Wulan prepare warm drinks for mas,” invite Wulan.

Arkan and Wulan went straight out of the spacious room towards Wulan's room. After brewing a cup of chamomile tea Wulan immediately served the tea in front of Arkan.

“Diminum mas, mas like many more problems. During the meeting I did not say much. Or mas again less healthy?” ask Wulan. He seemed to be worried about Arkan.

“I'm fine, maybe because the end of this again a lot of work.” replied Arkan.

Wulan stared at Arkan's face. “Mas is not angry with Wulan right?” ask Wulan again.

“Mana may mas angry,” he said awkwardly after meticulously stared by Wulan.

“Mas is really busy, did not have time to pick up your phone call,” continued Arkan.

“Means mas tau Wulan called, but mas deliberately did not lift.”

“Because I was meeting.”

“After the meeting why not call back?” ask Wulan again.

“Because I forgot.”

“But my message is always read on time, but never in bales the same mas,” said Wulan again..

“Mas does not respond because surely you want to take the road. Mas busy!”

Arkan uttered unexpectedly, Wulan's face now turned sad. “It turns out mas avoid because I often ngerepotin mas,” he said slowly.

Arkan looked at the slightly frustrated woman's face. “Isn't the end of this you're busy hanging out with your friend?” ask Arkan.

“Yes, Renata picks me up every day for lunch and dinner. But every time I walk all the work has been completed,” he said memelas.

“Mas?” call Wulan with a face of light.

“Mas Arkan,” whine Wulan.

“Dih,” Arkan hissing annoyed. “What?” he could not escape if Wulan was already like this.

“Mas, why will our factory outside Java be closed? If closed right market demand will not be enough suply to all regions?” ask Wulan.

“Who said it was closed?” Arkan asked.

“I've contacted the plantation. They do not supply goods to the factory. It's been a week. He said factories outside the area do not have the funds to pay for raw materials,” said Wulan.

“Times yes? How do I not know?” arkan said while thinking seriously.

“Wulan also does not believe. But the stock of the plantation was sent here all,” said Wulan.

Arkan scratched the temples of his eyes, while recalling something. “Mas Brian is now often out of town. I haven't seen him in days. There are obstacles with banking,” Arkan said.

“I'll be out of town mas,” said Wulan.

“For?” ask Arkan.

“Of course to some of the factories that closed it,” replied Wulan.

Arkan was silent in doubt.

“The problem is that the plantation continues to ask me, if they do not stock palm oil to this company they will sell to other companies. Wulan also does not want grandfather to lose.”

“I have to break the cooperation contract and make a contract with a new factory,” continued Wulan.

“I can't accompany you there, how many cities will you come to? How long does it take there?” ask Arkan.

“Mas, I'm not a kid anymore. I can handle all of it. Because of this problem there is a relationship with our plantation so I have to intervene directly,” said Wulan.

“I give you a week?” ask Arkan.

“Iya a week, I went in several cities to the estate then back here.” Wulan promised while raising both of her fingers.

“I don't want to when grandpa looks for you, but you don't exist.”

“Mas don't tell grandpa. Tell me I'm busy with a lot of production. Just find a reason to let grandfather not worry.”

Arkan also allowed Wulan to go a week to several cities where the company's factory was located. While Arkan could not help Wulan because at the headquarters he was investigating something.

“When do you leave?” ask Arkan.

“Night time,” replied Wulan.

“You have planned this carefully,” arkan frowned a little dislike seeing the enthusiasm of Wulan.

“Your shirt?” ask Arkan again.

“I just stop by to grab a suitcase and then leave,” replied Wulan.

“Ticket?” ask Arkan again.

“Have Wulan message earlier,” replied Wulan.

“You are that happy, you are not going to go on vacation,” Arkan said pouting.

“I'm happy because mas let me go,” bela Wulan.

“And also, your red lipstick doesn't match your hair color. I don't like it! You look weird like that,” protest Arkan loudly. He was a little careless with the Wulan changes, every staring at Wulan he could not think calmly. “Mas go first. There are still a lot of business in the office,” Arkan also moved away from the room.

“Loh kok tambek, Lagian I am not saying goodbye to my husband but instead pay to Arkan mas. And he also forbade me it's like he's my husband. Mas Arkan must be late single so that,” grumbled Wulan after the death of Arkan.

Wulan recalled Renata's words.

“Renata Ngaco, men sensi kayak that where might have a feeling?”

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TBC…