Miss of Sunday

Team Who?

Sunday entered his room and sat in front of the laptop. He hoped that Lita would completely ignore or even forget about the incident earlier.

"So, that romantic scene I didn't see wrong, did I?" Chirps Lita from her desk behind Sunday. Sunday slowly turned towards Lita while smiling wryly. Lying is no longer useful.

"Lita..." Sunday approaching Lita.

"I really don't want anyone to know about our relationship."

"So, are you and Mr Faris really dating?" Lita rounded her eyeballs.

"Yes..." Sunday grimacing.

"But I beg you not to tell anyone this. You want to promise me?"

"I can hardly believe this. You're the girlfriend of a project sponsor, Font." Lita shook her head in amazement.

"When have you been together? I think Gina is the strongest candidate to be Mr. Faris' girlfriend. But it turns out you. It's totally beyond belief."

"I think so too." Answer Sunday with a little laugh.

"Then how did you guys suddenly get into a relationship?"

"I've told you that we've known each other for a long time. Long before I worked at Font, we were friends and we met again here. And funniest of all, I never knew Font belonged to Faris." Sunday laughed as if laughing at himself.

"Oh yeah? So all this time you didn't know a font this big belonged to Mr Faris? What kind of friend are you?" Lita Heran's.

"Yes, for me friends are just friends. I'm not interested in his background. After all, the guy I know used to work in other fields and had nothing to do with software houses at all so I didn't expect to meet him here as my boss."

"Then you guys got involved in loving the location like that?" Lita.

"That's how it is." Sunday blushed.

"Then...how does it feel to be dating a boss?" Lita looked enthusiastically curious.

"What do you mean?"

"Are you being very special?" Lita curious.

"Ahh, is that why you can skip work as you please?" Added sneering.

"Hey what do you mean? I always try to stay professional. As a Font employee I certainly keep working as I should. It's just that outside of the new work hours I became his girlfriend." Sunday giggling.

"Then when Mr. Faris drags you out and doesn't come back until after work, is that a professional?"

"Oh that. I was having some business with him, but a little later I came back. But when I got out of the elevator I found Rima's sister ruptured her membranes so I drove her to the hospital and waited for her to finish the labor process."

"So you took him to the hospital?"

"Yes..."

"Oh, I think you spent all your time with Mr. Faris that time."

"But indirectly you are right because she also followed there until Rima's sister finished giving birth."

"Well, I didn't get it wrong." Lita squinted at Sunday. He simply replied with a widening smile.

"Because I already know who you are, I don't dare mess with you anymore."

"Should. If you still love your job, be good to me."

"What the fuck. So arrogant. You're the boss's girlfriend here." Sunday then embraces Lita's warm shoulders. Sunday was not serious about his words. He was not the kind of friend who used his position like that.

🌸🌸🌸

Faris: have you had breakfast?

Faris' message came in as Sunday changed. Then he retaliates.

Sunday: not yet

Faris: eat a lot

Sunday: why?

Faris: today will be a busy day

Sunday: okay

Faris : I'll wait in Font 😘

Sunday did not reply again. He just smiled at the kiss emoticon at the end of Faris' sentence. His heart felt tingling at the emoticon. Faris' shadow and her kiss were like flashes in his eyes. Unknowingly Sunday groped her forehead. But then he realized that he had done so silly because he always imagined the unexpected events that Faris did to him.

Then Sunday went down for breakfast. This morning Miss Uni prepared an egg fried rice breakfast. It tastes good with slices of sausage and also shrimp. Similar to restaurant-made fried rice. After finishing breakfast, Sunday took a light step towards Font. Today is Font's 10th annual dies natalis celebration and as in previous years there will be an inter-team competition.

When entering the courtyard Font already looks crowded officials gathered in several arena made by the committee. Of the several races held among them can be seen by Sunday. There is a clog racing race, a tug of war race, a water bike race whose track is above the pool and is very narrow, a fat race and some other funny but exciting races.

Sunday entered the Font to put some luggage into his study and put it in a desk drawer. After that he came back out and intended to join the other participants in the front court.

The elevator door opened, Sunday entered. But it turns out Faris is in it. The first thing he caught from Faris' face was a typical angelic smile.

"Hi Miss Sunday." Sunday replied with a smile.

"You ready?"

"Of course."

"Even if I'm not on your team?"

"Why?" Sunday frowned.

"Oh, so you want me to team up with you?"

"No. no. No, it's not that."

"Not so either." The voice of Sunday.

"So what do you want?" Faris aligned his face with the face of Sunday with a very close distance to make Sunday gasp and his heart was noisy again.

"Ahh, stop. I'm going out." Sunday left Faris as soon as the elevator doors opened. Before Sunday went up, Faris had seen the face of Sunday blushing medapat action suddenly it.

Out of the lobby, Sunday walked out and sat under a tree beside the parking lot watching some preparations. Lita approached.

"Hi, boss' girlfriend." Sweepings.

"Ssttt. You can make other people hear it." Sunday half whispered.

"Oh yes, forgive my frivolous mouth." Lita patted her own lips and sat down next to Sunday.

"Where are the others?" Ask Sunday.

"Who?"

"Mario, Boby and Mr. Dedi."

"So, maybe they haven't come yet."

"How come it's this hour they haven't shown themselves." Sunday saw his watch.

"Sun. look." Lita pointed in the direction she was pointing. Sunday followed Lita's index finger. Gina walked with Faris.

"Did Gina know you were dating?" Sunday nodded.

"Then why does Gina still keep sticking to it like that?" Sunday shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't think Gina can accept your relationship with Mr. Faris." Sunday breathed a heavy sigh.

"Of course." Sunday stood up from his seat. Turning his waist to the left and to the right was like warming up. His heart wryly looked at Gina who continued to follow Faris. Faris also why would you want to be recorded like that.

"Hey, you're here as it turns out." Say hello to Boby who came with Mario.

"Let's get a pile of presents in there." Show Mr. Dedi who suddenly interrupts and is already behind Mario.

"I don't need much, I just want that washing machine. My hands feel so rough touching too much laundry soap." Lita complains.

"My man is simple, I just want a bike." Boby glimmered looking at the black Yamaha NMAX 155 motorcycle parked dashing among the prize pile.

"That's not a simple name. Which you're after the grand prize." Mario heads Boby.

"Which do you want, Sun?" Ask Mr. Dedi.

"If Sunday could have gotten everything so easily." Chirps Lita. Sunday glared at him. Lita held back laughter seeing that sepanik Sunday.

"Ahh, I'm only the first to attend this event so I'll be excited to get all the champions." Sunday put on a face full of excitement. He himself was not sure of his abilities. Let alone racing as serious as this, every race on August 17 in RT alone he always lost. Though his opponent was children and his sheep was very trivial. Eat crackers, put nails in bottles, put needles into threads, uh wrong, back. It means to insert the thread into the pinhole. He is not good at games that rely on physicality.

"But by the way, there's been news of Mr Faris getting into whose team?" Ask Mario.

"Not yet." Answer Lita.

"But I hope he gets into our team."

"Oh yeah, he's your friend. Can't you ask him to join our team?" Bob looked at Sunday seriously.

"certainly could. Isn't that right, Sun?" Lita glanced at Sunday.

"Hey, it could be categorized into an act of nepotism." Sunday ruffled waist.

"I don't want to use a relationship to make a profit."

"Ahh, you still think so. Come on, for the sake of the NMAX there. If we money the five divided, how much can each of us get?" Boby.

"I still don't want to. It's up to him on whose team." Sunday night.

"You sure you don't want Mr. Faris on our team? What if Gina pulls into her team?" Lita's whisper is pumping.

"Just be wild. I don't care about that."

"You're so weird. Why not worry at all. What if Gina makes this a chance to get close to Mr. Faris?" Sunday was quiet and a little thought. Just then, an exclamation echoed from the head of the match committee.

"Come to all the teams from all the divisions to come together. We'll pass on some important information about the annual event this time." The sentence of the chairman of the committee who is Om Rudi's personal assistant.

"Old employees must already know the rules used, but we know there are new employees who need enlightenment so we will still convey the rules..." Sunday listened to every detail of the rules presented by occasionally stealing a glance towards Faris which was still occupied by Gina. There was an annoyed feeling seeing Faris fine standing with Gina beside him like that. Sometimes he likes that. It's like ignoring the Sunday feeling. But Sunday hurriedly looked away as Faris looked towards him.

Faris knew Sunday was watching her since. He knew Sunday didn't like Gina being around him. But he did do it on purpose so that Sunday knew how lovers should be. The backstreet way will only make others behave as they want and easily enter the relationship between them.

So did Gina. Faris knew very well how Gina behaved. He will still do what he wants to do if Sunday does not want any publication between himself and Faris even though Gina already knows the relationship between them. So Gina would use it as a guerrilla road and Faris would make Sunday ultimately public when Gina's existence began to mess with her jealous defenses. Such was roughly the speculation that Faris made for Sunday to give up on their backsteet relationship.

From where he stood Faris could see the sullen face of Sunday. And that face was even more adorable for her. If it were nearby, Faris would have pinched the cheek of a Sunday chuby who was pouting so. Faris smiled as she looked at Sunday from across the parking lot.

"And, unlike the previous year, our Project Sponsor did not appoint directly or take turns to join one of the teams but this time our boss will do a lottery." The Chief of the Committee held up a glass jar containing a roll of paper.

"In this jar there are the names of teams who deserve the honor and are happy to receive Project Sponsor to enter the team." Everyone clapped their hands. Including Sunday. He finally knew what Faris meant in a different way back then.

"Alright, we invite our Project Sponsor to take this paper." The head of the committee handed the jar to Faris. Faris started putting her hands in the jar. Most of the participants prayed and hoped Faris would fit into their team. Sunday even had a glance at Lita also commited kamit either prayer or mantra what he said so that Faris can enter his team.

Looks like Faris has taken one of the papers and gave it to the chairman of the committee. Participants even had to hold their breath to hear the reader.

"And our Sponsorship Project..." Silent. The atmosphere in the place was suddenly quiet. Everyone seemed to be sharpening their ears to make sure Faris got into which team.

"...will join the team..." Debaran for the sake of the debate of each team participant is like unpretentiousness between one and the other.

Gina glanced at Faris expectantly for Faris to enter her team. While Sunday bit his lip and secretly also wanted Faris to accompany him to fight to be a team.

"Who is Mr Faris willing to go to?" Repeating the committee chairman who is also the host of the event is stalling and increasingly makes all participants expect to be anxious. All the employees were screaming boisterously and wanted Faris to get into their team especially the female employees who always wanted to be with Faris closer.

"Alright, eventually our sponsorship project will be on the team..."