Marsha's Last Port
#PTM CHAPTER32
The next day Marsha was cleaning her luggage, because she had just had a meeting with one of her clients.
Bisma was present at the cafe after knowing where Marsha was. He had to talk about this seriously with Marsha, he could not understand his feelings anymore, moreover he knew he would be in a match with a woman who knows who.
“Sha.” His greeting, suddenly Marsha turned towards Bisma who was standing near her table.
Marsha twisting lazy eyeball “What's up? Not his business image has been finished in the same bokap lo?” Lazy Marsha.
“There are those who want me to talk about, this is very urgent” said Bisma memelas. With the pressure of Marsha to stop the activity of cleaning her laptop.
“What's the problem?” Answer Marsha lazily.
“Taste.” Degs..
What do you mean by the feelings that Bhishma says? Marsha is lazy. Just yesterday he was hurt by his family, it is impossible that his feelings are okay.
“What feeling does lo?” mean Marsha glanced at Bisma with a sharp and unfriendly look.
“My feelings Sha, I mean. Do you know that I like you?” Marsha is not flinching.
“I know my mistake has been very much, but please forgive me Marsha”
“Bism. How many times have I told you not to talk about this anyway I have absolutely no sense of the same lo” explained Marsha with gambling, she does not want to pretend to be kind to Bhishma.
“you don't know how hard it is to find you in America, I follow you there because that's the information I received. I want to make up for all my mistakes, can't we start from the beginning” Voice of Bhishma gets choked up while continuously explaining his feelings.
Marsha was silent for a moment, looking for her to America? What a deep love for Marsha.
“What do you mean Bis?” Marsha was increasingly clueless with Bhishma's remarks, clearly she was studying at UI, why she was looking for herself up to Amrik.
“I love you so much, accept my love statement. I beg you to be invited to meet with my parents” Please Bisma memelas.
“Bisma Vegetables. I have not been able to open my heart to siapun” Bhishma means to express feelings but Marsha does not like, because it is too formal.
“I'm ready to wait for you, you have to believe love comes because get used to”
“Gabisa Bisma” Marsha left Bhishma. There is no satisfactory answer. With a heavy heart, Bhishma must accept the matchmaking her parents spoke of.
Marsha went to her office, when she arrived at the office she was greeted by Yopy who was waiting for her in front of her room.
“Bu.. Yesterday Ms. Marissa called me, she said tonight there is a dinner plan with one of your friends. Is Miss Marsha ready?” Marsha nodded immediately. Yopy wonder Usually Marsha is always looking for an excuse to refuse, but this is not.
“Tell my Mama, I want to come to dinner, ask what time the show” Yopy nodded and sgera left from the presence of Marsha.
From the romance of his face Marsha is not in the mood to be talked to. Maybe before her get the thing she's not wearing? I don't know, surely Yopy knows very well not to interfere in his affairs too far.
Yopy grabbed the phone to call Marissa.
“Good day Bu Marissa” Say yopy when the call is directly connected.
“Siang Yop, how will Marsha not be invited to dinner?” Marissa asked impatiently.
“Bu Marsha is Ok bu, he asked what time the show will start” Marissa smiled win.
In the end, the child will also join the matchmaking under the guise of dinner.
“Same Marsha, the show was seven o'clock. Tell him not to come home more than five, this is Papa” said Marissa.
“Good ma'am, I'll tell you. Is there anything I can help you with?” Yopy said as usual.
Yopyta's feelings do nothing, she tells Marsha only about her dinner. He did not at all persuade the boss to come along, if he received a bonus for it, obviously Yopy would not accept it.
“But ma'am. I..”
“Udah no papa for extra pocket money, if you do not want to give directly your account number directly, I will ask directly to Aden”
Tut's…. The call was cut off unilaterally by Marissa.
Yopy knocked back on Marsha's door..
“Log in.” Tell it from within.
“Bu. said bu Marissa her dinner at seven o'clock tonight, mother also should not go home more than five o'clock in the afternoon ya” Obviously Yopy more detailed.
“Iya yop, you can go back to work” Yopy is still standing before saying back Marissa's last sentence.
“what else Yop?” Ask Marsha wonder.
“This Commandment from Mr. Rama” Marsha sighed, so afraid they Marsha did not come along.
“Ohh Jeez, Good Yopy I will do. You are, but say your abos. You are even more afraid of Mama and Papa I” Cibir Marsha, Yopy immediately leave and leave Marsha in her room.
Marsha did nothing after this lunch, her heart filled with grief and the rest of Febry's name. Thinking back to how the person who will be in his matchmaking, handsome is not the main thing for Marsha but comfort. Considering marriage is not to play games, although later Marsha has not loved the figure of a man appointed by her parents but she must be sure her parents' choice will not be wrong.
A piece of his heart had been carried by Febry somewhere, a man who had absolutely no principles, until this moment Febry did not contact him at all, or represent her mother to apologize for their speech that has hurt Marsha in a category that Marsha does not know.
Marsha once again had to make up her mind when she was about to turn 25, she had to prepare to serve as a good wife with whomever she would live.
Time passed by so quickly, Marsha tidied up her luggage. Because Yopy's words always ring in his head ‘This is Mr. Rama’'s Order Keep it that way.
When Marsha was about to come out already saw Yopy who was ready to knock on the door, but he immediately lowered his arm.
“Jeez What are you in terror Mama until want to remind me back” Yopy Smile awkwardly.
“Sorry mom I just want to remind you” replied Yopy right away.
“Alright I will go home, if my Mama calls you again. Say I'm already On my way home” Yopy nodded in understanding.
Marsha drove her car casually even though this afternoon Jakarta was covered with traffic jams. Arriving at the house Marsha greeted by the mother from the front of the garage.
“mama's children finally keep their promise” said Marissa while embracing Marsha to the house.
“Do not be too lebay that's Ma” replied Marsha lazy.
“Hey this is a record, after so long Mama invited you to dinner finally you want” Marsha is still silent. “You know that dinner that mom had was just a cover?”
“Marsha knows, knows very well and understands very well. Mama does not have to worry” Marissa clapped her hands to congratulate herself who has managed to make her son agree to her wishes.
Marsha passes by leaving Marissa. “Cha.” Marsha turned her head when her steps were already on the verge of the stairs. “In your room there is a dress you choose that suits your taste. Keep polishing your face a little so that more beautiful” Marsha did not respond to Marissa's speech just now.
He just passed to his room, because Marsha was sure the mother would prepare this with Matang.
Seriate…
