Miss To Move Diary

The Jerry Sir Report

After the event and the guests went home, leaving only family members and close relatives, including aunt Suhaera. I was asked to leave the room and sit between them and take a photo together.

Until I caught a terrible figure with a dented face and was completely crushed in a blood flush,,,, //ah, no, no, no, I was just kidding, why did it arrive as a horror story huh?😅😂

Until finally I caught a male figure in the same color clothes as me, complete with black skullcap and songket.

I was surprised by him. 'Didn't he come? Why did you arrive here?'

Mr. Kavindra was removed from his hiding place for some time during the procession. Or am I the only one who doesn't know?🤔 That in fact he followed the procession of the event from the start. Seems like.

While taking the photo together, I whispered to Mr. Kavin, and he lowered his head slightly so that he could hear clearly what I was saying.

"I have one request, can I?" My speech.

This man who was beside me, more precisely in front of me looked at me fixedly when he heard my words.

"Yes, what request?" Ask her.

"I didn't know there would be a photo session like this, even though I did. I also asked if today's event was only held with family and close relatives, after all it was a pandemic."

I stopped my sentence, doubtfully turning to him.

"Can't be, if the photo is not in the post on sosmed. From the photographer and the father's family, the finished father, my own family I will handle." I said with a heart of heart not want him to misunderstand and be offended.

"Ga wants to." Answer Mr. Kavin with a cold expression.

I just sat down and shut up when I heard it.

It looks like mom is sitting with Aunt Suhaera and a woman I know very well. The woman I consider my second parent.

I approached those who were chatting. I sat down in front of this woman, stroking and kissing the back of her hand.

I hug this middle-aged woman, Mama Finda, the mother of the late brother Arfan, the man I still love to this day.

Mama Finda hugged me tight, kissed me on the cheek, like a mother kissed her child affectionately. He patted my back gently as my tears began to flow.

"Good son, God bless you, happy mother." Mama Finda said with a trembling voice still hugging me.

I wiped my tears with my finger, and I immediately took my arms off my mother Finda. It looks like Aunt Suhaera is looking at me with a smile, as well as my mama.

On the other hand, the men are busy chatting with his entourage, there is also papa Usman, the husband of mama Finda who is the father of the late brother Arfan, there is also papa Usman, the husband of Mama Finda, he was chatting with a colleague his age.

Beside him was Mr. Kavin and his father, Edward ........ I don't know if an Ice man can fit in front of Papa Usman.

This was not their first meeting. But it's weird and 'unique' maybe in my eyes that I never thought of this.

Eva and sister Aisyah were still cool with their food. Even Machel's brother also participated, although not so 'fanatic' because Machel had to watch over his child.

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"Yevn doesn't know if this is the right decision. Yevn didn't even understand and didn't know what to do, Yevn hesitated. Yang Yevn knows, Yevn still loves the same brother Arfan, ma."

Mama Finda listened to me carefully, looking at me with a sad and sad look.

"God willing, this is the best, you are just not used to it, for too long to make a fortress and a boundary between you are the same all men. You go through a lot of time that you should be going through normally like any other girl your age. Always pray for tenderness. Mama's sure Kavindra's the man who's right for you." Said mama Finda.

Papa Usman came to us,

"It turns out that it's here." Papa Usman.

"Well, I was saying goodbye to the house and went out, Yevn just got outside."

I just smiled with the harmony of this couple that I considered my parents.

"Mama go home first, when to play home."

Mama Finda said as she hugged me. I kissed and kissed the back of his hand.

Papa Usman touched my head, stroked it gently. I remember my late father, my longing getting stronger.

"Don't forget prayer, diligent worship. Papa same mom home." Said her.

I did the same, saluting and kissing the back of Papa Usman's hand.

I saw the car they were driving leaving my yard.

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The day changed, and everything was fine,.

I went to the office, to the music studio, violin practice and piano.

So far all my friends don't know about my proposal and engagement.

I don't wear an engagement ring either.

Today I'm going to have an office meeting, two meetings in one day. First, meetings between district protocols, which relate to the performance of each protocol.

Second, the meeting between the districts, about the follow-up of the first meeting that had previously been held.

I brought the file I prepared yesterday. I felt like a dejavu, because Brother Teguh approached me with his smile. This time he was not calling on the phone.

"Ga, brother, I'm just. There's not much."

I said as he gave his help to bring a pile of papers to today's meeting.

He did not insist, and we went straight to the meeting room that would be held soon.

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"Yevn," A voice called out to me, I turned my head. Brother Teguh approached me, standing beside me who had been standing in front of the glass wall on the 4th floor, looking out.

"The other one's still inside the brother?" I asked him.

"Sir Sri and bang Syam are inside, the others most discussed the results of the meeting this morning." Said Brother Teguh.

"The good part is there is such a policy, even though I myself am one that is often negligent due to the schedule of treatment and regular checkups."

Teguh turned his head, I could see from the corner of my eye.

"That's a different case, Yevn. The office is always happy with your work. You set everything up a long way before taking permission. Don't think strange, bad habits. Maybe everyone asks you to stay when you want to stop if not because you don't want to lose someone as talented and capable as you." Definitely Brother Teguh.

"I thank you very much to all seniors and colleagues, for always closing my shortcomings in this job." I said sincerely.

I saw Brother Teguh looking at me with an indescribable look. It was as if something was troubling his mind.

"Why?" Ask me frankly.

"If I,,," the phrase Brother Teguh came to a halt. We are the same as looking at when someone approaches and calls Brother Teguh.

"To the chamber, Secretary, Guh. Make a report, the file I tipped Syam. My allergos relapsed." Said Jerry, my senior.

Brother Teguh immediately rushed after saying goodbye to me and Jerry sir.

"Yuk Yevn, find a drink that seger seger." Said Jerry sir.

He is a non-Muslim who always reminds colleagues and juniors when prayer time arrives.

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"Straight, what's the talk?" Ask Jerry to raise my eyebrows.

Mr. Jerry took a breath and hit him heavily.

I'm just guessing maybe he thought the office discussion.

"Did you see the final change of this end." Jerry asked me as if he was playing guess.

I think everyone has changed and acted strangely.

What kind of adult talk is this?

Although actually Mr. Jerry's words have a point, and can be accepted by my mind.

I still choose silence, give time for Mr. Jerry to finish where the conversation is going.

"Surely want to propose to you."

Glutukk,,, DUUAAAARRRRR!!!!

Unknowingly I was wide-eyed, I was sure that I had misheard, I was sure, and just hallucinate imagining romantic movies or flying fish movies that are often discussed and become jokes by friends of the Republic of the Gesrek Family in the group chat author. Or a flying fish movie that I often see my mom watching and enjoying.....

Instantly I saw the polar man with his office friend just came out of the main door of my office and was walking towards me was even very close, even I could smell his perfume.

I was still fixated, silent after hearing the words of Mr. Jerry.

"So, I want to propose to you."

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Connect,,,,

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