Merapi Never Ingkar Janji 2 (The Return of the Sultan)

SS. 42. Bella

The rays of the morning sun blushed, refracting a golden color that infiltrated the sidelines of the window.

Al wriggled as he flapped the blanket from his feet. He lyrics a clock that perches on a nightstand by his bedside.

Seven o'clock past fifteen minutes. It's too early to wake up. Almost all night he could not sleep well.

The buzz of the air conditioner, gently touching her hair, as if inviting her to go back to sleep.

'Seven o'clock more ?' He thought while widening his eyeballs looking at the clock that he had time to lyrics for a while.

Al jumped down from the bed that had been cradling, making his sleep soundly. He grabbed a towel that had been hanging to be taken to clean himself.

Al recalled the schedule of meetings with clients that he had to attend this morning.

"Why doesn't anyone wake me up !" Al said when he got to the dinner table.

Both Tata and Mbak Watik, can only look at each other.

Indeed, all this time no one dared to disturb Al while he was in his room, except Mother. At the moment, Mother is not at home.

"Why silence ?" Ask her back in between her breakfast.

"But, usually Mother who woke Mas Al when she woke up late." Said Mba Watik.

"So if Mommy is not home, I have to wake up late." Protesting.

"I'm sorry, but Mrs Watik doesn't know. Mas Al will just come, Mbak think still have to rest." Said Mba Watik defending himself.

"You too, why not remind Mrs Watik, that I have to go to the office this morning."

This time Tata was targeted by Al's nagging.

"A, I _"

"Why are you angry with Mama ?" Nindya asked, interrupting, before Tata could answer,

"Dear, Papa's not angry." Said slowly.

"Said Mama Tata, should not be noisy in front of food." Nindya said again imitating.

"Oh, yes, dear. Forgive me Papa yes ... Then we'll eat yuk again." Said caving.

"Yuk, the food is good Lo Pa. Mama Tata is cooking." Her babbling was funny, as if she could feel as good as what an adult's food was.

'Enak ? True said Nindya, breakfast this time really feels different. Better and more taste.' Thought in the heart.

"More than Pa, the chicken is good, the pussy is good." The chatter again, as if understanding what Al was thinking.

"Ah, yes-yes, it's delicious." Al's comment is.

Latik and Tata were silent and still looking at each other.

'Sometimes Mr. Al is fun, sometimes very annoying.' Tata's comments in my heart.

"Darling, Papa went to work first." Pamphitt.

"Yes Papa, be careful on the road." The reply.

"Sir Al." Tata's gentle call made Al stop his footsteps. He turned his body three hundred and sixty degrees.

"Sorry." Only that word came out of his lips. Next was an action that Al had never expected before.

Tidy up something that was on the crate of the shirt that Al wore. There was a thread that broke from his tie.

Seeing the girl's actions, Al's reflexes bent a little part of her body, so that the concerned could reach her.

Without him noticing, Tata lightly patted Alfatih's shoulders and upper chest. Intended to clean it, but another according to Al's view.

'She was so beautiful this morning.' Praise Al in your heart.

"Sorry." He said after realizing that Al was watching his behavior.

"Thank you." Al's answer is not in accordance with what Tata said.

"Papa's chest." Nindya said as she waved her hand, after Al prepared to launch his vehicle.

His hand waved towards Nindya, his little princess. But the look in his eyes fell on the woman standing behind Nindya.

"Mas Al, mas Al ... Huh ... There's just one." Sister Watik let out a long breath.

"Why Mommy ?"

"This is it, try reading." He replied, while showing a short message on his mobile phone.

["Mbak Watik, please tell Tata later to deliver lunch to the office huh ? The menu was like breakfast this morning."] ✓

Tata handed back handphond mbak Watik. There hasn't been an hour since his departure to the office, but he's already sent a short message for his lunch.

"Where is Ata ? What do I have to answer ?" Tanya Mbak Watik asked for an opinion.

"Father Ma'am, just answer yes."

"Yes, gakpapa, let me deliver."

"Well then, let Dya be at home with me. Ma'am Ata to Mas Al's office." Mbak Watik said after replying to a chat from Alfatih.

"Lagian tumben-tumbenan he asked to be delivered lunch. I usually eat out." Grutu Mbak Watik himself.

"I know, definitely because it had something to do with Ma'am Tata's cooking this morning. Ma'am Ata's cooking is really good, to the point that Mas Al doesn't want to eat out." Praise Mbak Watik.

"Ah, Ma'am Watik could have. Anyway, let's eat the time, ma'am, cook eat outside continue." Comment Tata, who started cooking something for him to bring to Alfatih's office.

This afternoon, the complete menu of sauteed vegetables and meat balls he prepared for Al.

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Until lunch hour almost arrived, when Tata was already on the ground floor of Alfatih's office.

"Loh, Ma'am Tata ?" Ask one of the security people he has known for a long time.

"Yes sir, I asked Mr. Al to send you lunch. His Al sir is in his study ?" Tata asked while showing her luggage.

"Pak Al is in the office, looks like he just finished a meeting. Is that Dul ?" Ask another security person to make sure that his or her description is accurate.

"Pak Al, yes, there is. If I'm not mistaken, there are guests."

"Father sir, I'll try to go inside." Said Anita.

"Yes, please Ma'am. If there is an appointment, the possibility of Mbak Tata has been awaited." Say again.

"Yes, thank you sir."

Al's office is on the third floor. It took a little time to get there.

"Tag."

Tata turned his head after someone called his name.

"Mbak Nia."

"How are you ?"

"Alhamdulillah good Ma'am."

"What do you need to do here ? Chat first, let's go to my room first."

Take Nia who has not met for a long time.

"But Ma'am, I have a lunch order for Mr. Al." He answered while showing his luggage.

"Oh that's it, but Mr. Al is having a guest as it seems." Said doubtful.

"Amportant guest, huh Ma'am ? Or I just leave Pak Al's order to Mbak Nia."

"No dech, mending you just tap. It looks like Mr. Al's door is slightly open. Maybe the guest is gone, or with your presence, he can leave immediately." Said Nia sounding dislike for someone who was with Al.

'Who is Mr. Al's guest, why in every corner of the room talk about him.' Think Tata in the heart.

"In that case, I went there first huh Ma'am."

"Yes, please. Don't forget to stop by my room later ?"

"God's Insha."

Curiosity makes Tata ventured to step into the workspace Alfatih.

"Bella, please, take care of your attitude, this is the office."

There was a faint sound of Al cursing at someone.

"Assyn... Sorry, I don't know. The door's a little open, I don't think Mr. Al is busy." Say the Order.

A sight he had never seen before. A beautiful woman with white skin, eyes that glow blue and face indo was sitting at the desk Al right in front of him.

"It's okay Tata, just come in." Al answered up from his seat, but the woman whom Al called by the name 'Bella' held him back a little.

"This is Mr. Al's order." He said while putting a row containing a lunch menu for Al.

"Tag." Call Al, and it's starting to get a clear look on his face. The tie and crumb of clothes he had tidied up, were now a mess.

"I'll excuse you sir." Take care of it after the mission is complete.

"Tata, Tata, wait !" That's all Tata heard.

But no one was chasing him. Especially asking him to come back.

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