Miss of Sunday

Fishing Sunday

Sunday entered his room when Lita was just out of the room Mr. Dedi.

"Hi, Mrs Boss." Sapa Lita teased him.

"Bu Boss what. Stop calling me that." Sunday smiled wryly.

"You've been in a backstreet relationship with the Boss, you're still pretty cool." Lita menowel cheeks Sunday. Sunday stroked her cheeks pretending to be upset.

"It looks like we should thank Roni." Lita laughed like that.

"Hey, what do you mean? So, when I almost became a barbeque you didn't even feel sorry for me? You're really mean, Ta."

"It's not that, it's just that thanks to him, we've come to know your relationship. That's what I mean."

"Oh that." Sunday started to turn on the laptop.

"How is Mr Faris doing now?"

"It's much better."

"I was relieved when I heard the news about who caused Roni's sister's actual death." Lita pulled up a chair to sit next to Sunday.

"Honestly, I also had time to doubt Mr. Faris and almost believe with Roni's statement that Mr. Faris who made his sister commit suicide. I felt like I was heartbroken for the second time."

"Breaked heart twice?" Sunday knitted both his eyebrows.

"Yes, my first heartbreak was when I found out that Mr. Faris already had a girlfriend who was you. My dream of being her boyfriend is dashed."

"Why don't you tell me you've been appraising it all this time?" Goda Sunday who knew Lita was just bragging.

"How can I tell a grandiose dream to someone else."

"Oh so."

"Yes, I don't think Mr. Faris' taste will be far from that of Gina. The beautiful, rich, clever and also fashionable like him. But it turns out..." Lita looked at Sunday from head to toe several times.

"Hey, what do you mean? So you don't think I deserve to be her boyfriend?"

"It's not so, it's just that Mr. Faris' taste is just this."

"What's? This is what you said? I'm just plain?" Sunday stood up from his seat.

"Calm down, calm down." Lita pulls Sunday's hand back to sit down. Sunday according.

"I'm not done talking." Lita held back a laugh seeing Sunday's angry expression.

"You look normal, but after I thought he deserved you. You're very principled. I'm sure that's what made him like you. You're not as aggressive as the other girls around. That might have made you different to him. So, finally my heart can accept your togetherness."

"Hahh, what the fuck? Can receive. Who are you?" Cibir Sunday is funny to hear the phrase Lita.

"Yes, as a subordinate of a handsome man I definitely have the right to judge my boss's girlfriend. Whether he is worthy or not."

"What is this empty egg? Looks like you've been taking the wrong medicine?" Sunday laughed at Lita's increasingly sloppy behavior. Lita simply responded to Sunday with a cry.

"Oh yeah, then your second heartbreak is what?" Tanya Sunday remembered Lita's words earlier.

"That's yes, when he found out he caused Roni's sister's death. I think he's so bad that he broke Roni's sister's heart and committed suicide. What he has done is trying to make someone else end his life. Isn't that something that must be very cruel. Ahh, considering that I got goosebumps myself. Being a handsome person is not always fun. It is proven that Mr. Faris must accept the slander because one of the reasons he is too handsome and liked by many women."

"Ahh, your talk is getting raved about is not clear." Cut Sunday before Lita further widen the explanation everywhere.

"Go to your own desk and do your job. You don't see Boby's been glaring at you since he was waiting for your project." Sunday pointed at Boby with his chin. Just then Boby was looking at them who had been chatting half whispering. Lita looked at Boby.

"Well, just like that..."

"Yes yes, I believe. Go to your place." Sunday encourages Lita's body, which begins to pull her chair back to her desk.

Just then Sunday's phone rang. It says Faris' name. Sunday frowned.

What did Faris call me? Batin Sunday's. But Sunday finally lifted it up too.

"Yes what's wrong?" The sound of Sunday made ketus.

"With Sunday?" Sunday was surprised because there he heard was a woman's voice. But then Sunday seemed to listen to the phone across and wide as surprised. A moment later Sunday said his bag and immediately left the table and came out of his study. Lita who saw it had asked him but Sunday seemed too hasty to answer Lita who finally could only bengong see it like that.

"He why?" Ask Boby to Lita.

"Of course." Lita raised her shoulders.

"Boss's girlfriend is free." Lita said then and continued her work.

Sunday stopped the taxi and went straight into it as soon as the taxi stopped. The driver immediately rushed her to the hospital as was Sunday's instructions.

"Sir Faris fell in the bathroom, unconscious due to heavy bleeding. Now he is back to critical. I hope you'll be here soon because this is the last number on her outgoing call." Obviously the woman claiming to be the nurse who found Faris passed out in the bathroom.

Sunday's tears no longer under control. When the taxi stopped, Sunday gave a number of fares and jumped out. He ran into the hospital lobby and entered the elevator to Faris' room.

The elevator doors opened and Sunday ran as hard as he could towards Faris' room. Sunday opened the door and found Faris lying weakly with various medical equipment on her body. Slowly Sunday approached Faris.

"How did this happen?" Ask the nurse in the room.

"I came to deliver the prescription but did not find Mr. Faris. So I knocked on the bathroom but there was no reply for many times. Then I tried to dare to open the door, it turns out Mr. Faris fainted there. The wound opened and bleeding. I don't know how long he's been in there." Obviously the nurse. Sunday is getting sobbing.

"Then what did the doctor say?" Tanya Sunday confirmed Faris' condition.

"He was in a coma again. The impact on his head on the bathroom floor made Mr. Faris suffered a concussion. It caused his motor nerves to be injured and it would take him a long time to come back as he was if he managed to regain consciousness."

"What does that mean, Sister?"

"Yes, the possibility of Mr. Faris regaining consciousness is very small. Worst chance he can't survive." The nurse lowered her head in sympathy. Sunday approached Faris and her tears grew louder. There was a sense of regret because he was not on Faris' side so he experienced all this. If only he had accompanied for sure it wouldn't have happened to Faris.

"It was so hard for him. Still young, handsome and well-established but it has to end like this. How could a man like him just die before marrying the girl he loves." The nurse muttered while fixing the infusion attached to Faris' body and sighed heavily. It seemed like he was really seriously sympathetic to Faris.

"If in 24 hours Mr. Faris is not immediately aware then we can not do anything else." Add the sister.

Sunday's heart shrank. Her tears hardened.

"Ris, wake..." Sunday held Faris' hand.

"You said we should get married when you're cured. Why is it like this now?" Sunday sniffled.

"How could you just miss our plan." Sunday wiped away her tears.

"Wake, Ris..."

Suddenly Sunday regretted a few things. He was rarely sweet to Faris who always treated him well. He always accused her of being a playboy even though he knew that was not what Faris meant. He always avoids when Faris talks about marriage with him. But if the worst possibility now was that Faris had to leave before marrying her, it would be a great tragedy in her life. The person she loves, loves and wants to marry has finally left this world. Wouldn't that be the saddest story of his life and Sunday regrets it deeply.

"Ris, I want to marry you. Awake." Ratap Sunday then wrapped his face on top of Faris' bed.

"All right, let's get married." The voice made Sunday hurriedly raise his face.

"France..." Sunday soon sprang to embrace her with tears still breaking. Faris who was not ready with Sunday's action so excited. But then he hugged Sunday's body that was on top of his chest. Faris' smile expanded.

"Awhile..." Sunday woke up from his embrace and stared at Faris sharply.

"You... don't really experience it all, do you?" Sunday squinted at Faris. Faris chuckles.

"And sister..." He looked at the nurse behind him. The nurse held back a laugh while pointing at Faris with her face.

"So, this is just a show you two?"

"Oh, don't think about it. We're definitely getting married." Persuade Faris while pulling Sunday's hand to sit on the edge of his bed.

"No. I don't want to marry a con man like you." Sunday hit Faris on the shoulder and left her in the room. Faris pulled out the infusion needle in her hand and chased after Sunday. The nurse forbade him but Faris ignored him.

Sunday wiped her tears down the hospital hallway. Shy and angry after he knew all it was just a charade made Faris.

"Where are you going?" Faris prevented him from leaving.

"Take me off." Sunday stomped his hand for Faris to release his hand.

"No, I'm not letting you go." She hugged Sunday. Sunday tried to escape. But his efforts were in vain. Faris was too strong to hold her. Some people who passed by seemed to see them.

"Take me off. Everybody's looking at us." Sunday buried his face in Faris' chest because he was too embarrassed to get the attention of many people.

"Leave it if they want. If you don't want to see let them just crumble." Faris replied and still hugged Sunday.

"Hey, did you take off your infusion?" Sunday realized Faris had run so far after him.

"Yes, running while carrying the infusion must be very troublesome."

"Let's go back to your room."

"don't want. You have to promise me you won't make any more excuses and make me wait too long."

"Ahh, you're so obsessive." Sunday looked up at Faris who was much taller than him.

"As far as you. What's clear is I don't want to go back to the room if you keep avoiding."

"You're threatening me?"

"No."

"Then what is this?"

"What?" Faris pretended to be a bitch.

"Alright, risk your own responsibility."

"It's okay. Even I died of tetanus it doesn't matter." Sunday glared at him.

"How can, just being detached from the infusion alone cause tetanus."

"Of course because the infusion also contains anti-tetanus."

"really?"

"Yes." Yeah." Faris acted confident when she said that. It was just an ordinary infusion.

"All right, I want to."

"You what?"

"You want that."

"That?" Faris pretended not to understand.

"That isuuu..." Sunday begins to get upset at Faris who pretends to be stupid so.

"What do you mean."

"Hiiiiiiihh. marry you." Sunday finally nodded. Hearing that Faris laughed happily.

"Alright.. Then let's go back to the room while talking about our plans further." Faris and Sunday are now walking towards Faris's room as she hugs Sunday's shoulder. Sunday blushed his lips because he felt he had been deceived by Faris.

But actually Sunday felt no objection to the ruse. He realized one thing. That he was also afraid of losing Faris no matter what. He could imagine that he would experience great regret if he could not become Faris's soon. Unknowingly Sunday smiled. Something was tickling his heart. She is determined to make a Faris as her future husband now.

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The room was decorated with many fragrant flowers that spread everywhere. The sacred atmosphere full of haru filled it. Faris shook Pak Subagio's hand for the sake of ijab qobul which he would chant steadily, without the slightest doubt.

"I accept the marriage and marriage Sunday Mariana Subagio binti Subagio with the mascawine above paid in cash." Say Faris with one breath.

"How are things, legit?" Ask the boss to everyone present.

"Well..." Answer the invitations almost simultaneously.

Then after that, a prayer was said by the ruler and was observed by everyone present there. Faris turned to look at Sunday while accepting all the good prayers. Hope this is not only a sweet beginning but forever until the end of their age they all always live with sweetness.

Sunday brings a smile. There is happiness he feels. He found someone who desperately wanted to be with him. Who loved him sincerely and treated him very well. He felt he had enough of it and made him believe that Faris was the true love God had given him as his soul mate.

As the prayer closed, Sunday kissed Faris' hand and was countered by a gentle kiss on Sunday's forehead as Faris whispered.

"This is my third kiss. But after this don't count anymore because I can do everything to you."

"What?" Tanya Sunday with a blushing face but not from her blouse on make up. Faris did not reply and only replied to her with a smile and a wince. Then Sunday glared at him because he understood Faris's intentions.

Happy new life, Sunday and Faris...

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