Muhasabah Love

The Helsen Prime Family

Friska swallowed her hard-earned food. The woman in all black clothes had since listened to Myria's words with great earnestness. He ate slowly while he lived the chatter had lasted for almost half an hour. In fact, usually if the focus is only on food, it will not be that long.

“Why don't you, anyway, My? He said he was still ngarep.” The glass of melon juice on the right is interested, Friska then drink it with a straw. The focus of the meal is indeed divided and not even aware if the food is not warm anymore.

Myria shook her head in a doldrums. The usual sturdy shoulders and back now look helpless. Indeed, what was supposed to be done this afternoon on the question of Angkasa was responded to like Friska's talk just now, but somehow, Myria actually gawked to the point of being laughed at.

“Gini shock. Yes, come back there if not ready.”

The words of Angkasa this afternoon seemed to be buzzing in the ears. Every time it crossed his head, Myria shook her head quickly to expel.

“I don't know, Fris. Reflexes are in shock.”

Friska breathed a lot from her mouth. He finished eating the ordered dishes, then leaned comfortably on the restaurant chair. “Continue until the hour comes home, Kasa is not nyamperin you?”

“Yes, no. Why did he come to me? The existing one even makes a concussion throughout the office.”

“Iya, too, sih.” Friska mangosteen while finishing her juice. “Yes, have eaten first do not think mulu. Just let me help you find a solution.”

Not wanting to get lost in feelings, Myria started to finish her dinner. He deliberately invited his best friend to eat outside because he was lazy to cook in the apartment.

“I have plans to open a boutique, Deh, My. What do you think?” Rather than dizzy thinking about Space's offer, Friska instead told a story.

Myria immediately responded and forgot for a moment about the incident this afternoon. “Bby too. Same joint venture I. I can accept plans for the weekend or just help you later.”

“Fix. Let's work together, Miss.” Like a professional, Friska put a glass on the table and reached out to shake hands. Myria had laughed, but still received the helping hand of her best friend.

The two women dissolved in another chat. Fellow women are independent, many things can be the topic of their conversation. The togetherness that is not for a moment, almost the same taste, makes both of them have such strong chemistry.

No wonder Myria is hard away from her best friend that one. Friska is the only friend who is always there and accepts her as she is without caring when she is poor or rich.

The appearance of the sun shifts the darkness of the night. Angkasa prepared for work in casual clothes like yesterday. A classic turtleneck-style grey sweater combined with chinos pants and white sneakers wrapped around her tall body. The man with black hair joined the dining table.

“Dear once mama's boy today. It's still eight, but you've got this neat, Ka.” Mrs Nasita praised not for reason. The reason, the appearance of Space is not like ordinary days. Something was different, but I don't know what it was.

“Oh, Mama just realized that your clothes are new.”

Angkasa only responded with a smile until his dimples formed. He pulled the chair without answering. The available milk is drunk several times a sip, then immediately eat the breakfast menu.

“Until what stage is the production preparation of this period, Kasa?” Mrs Nasita did not let the atmosphere be quiet. The woman started fishing for chatter.

“Yesterday has finished making patterns and samples, we just wait for the material order process to complete before cutting and continue to suture. Some samples that were done yesterday by the designer team are also ready for photo catalogs, do you want to change models or wear the usual?”

“If you see market demand data, it is better to use the usual. Inviting a new model, just the same takes time because we are too sudden to offer cooperation.”

Space takes advice from her mother. The resignation of Faiza and her long search for new designers yesterday, turned out to be quite impactful on work. It is obvious how busy the days ahead will be.

Mr. Aji's clink distracts the phone. The head of the household stopped breakfast. “Daniel has arrived, Papa is leaving first.” Smacked by Mrs Nasita's forehead, Mr. Aji then rubbed the head of Space before leaving the dining table. “Be careful on the road, Ka.”

After answering ‘iya’ Angkasa continued eating alone because Mrs Nasita drove Mr. Aji forward. He looked at the phone screen to see the clock.

The atmosphere of the office was already filled with an aura of seriousness when Space arrived. Some employees greeted and nodded politely as they happened to cross paths with him.

Employee hours are set an hour earlier than the directors. So, such an atmosphere is no stranger to Angkasa. Only on certain days when there happens to be a meeting with other companies, Angkasa will be present early.

One table of seven people looked directly at the source of the sound. Some immediately choked, some immediately threw paper because they thought the friend was not glassy.

“Halu! Yes, kali, Mr. Kasa wants to be with our kayak employees. He's a graduate abroad, guys. That us? His faith was solidly unmatched as well, his eyes were always straight never left right lyrics. Dreaming continues to arrive

gray items will also not exist, tuh, which will be glimpsed from us-we're this.” One friend who threw a paper immediately refuted with excitement. The position of the woman was right in the front seat of Myria, while the one who saw Angkasa was at the opposite end.

Myria smiled as she shook her head to see her friends fighting. Let them fuss because they have to focus on working. For now, meeting Space again made Myria awkward after the incident was laughed at yesterday.

Busy working hours, solid work because it has to coordinate to various divisions during the production process makes everyone serious and no time to joke. Each is responsible according to their duties and often exchange opinions with each other.

Sakti repeatedly paced to various divisions to coordinate with the managers, while Angkasa was not visible at all for a full day.

“Alhamdulillah, go home.” There was a sense of relief coming out from within Myria's heart. The woman stretched out by raising both hands. While waiting for the monitor screen to completely turn off, he checked the phone because it had been waiting for a reply from Friska.

A thin smile framed her face as she read a message from her best friend saying that she was already on the road, Myria rushed home because she was too tired and wanted to get some rest.

“You want to eat at home? Mom cooks good today?” Friska asked as she hugged Myria. The two women were riding motorcycles and jammed into the street with other workers.

Vehicle smoke, street dust and noise from the right or left never disturbed Friska or Myria. They enjoyed the atmosphere in a relaxed manner.

“Neg. I'll deliver later. Tired very much today.”

“Going to apart means this?”

“Iya.” Myria replied while shouting, worried that Friska who was in front did not hear.

After jamming for almost an hour, finally Friska motorbike began to enter the apartment area. He dropped Myria in the lobby with no intention of stopping by.

“I'm straight back. Call if you need anything.”

“Beres. Careful. Thanks, yes.”

The motor drove back after Friska said hello, while Myria immediately entered because she wanted to rest immediately. However, just as the entrance of the lobby shifted and the steps were fixed to the elevator, someone called out.

“Myria!”

The body clad in black robe was spinning. Myria paid her attention straight ahead. “Andreas, Dad ...”

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___Tbc

I double update today.don't forget the thumb pen, plisss.

Tomorrow is the same day after I think I have a holiday. those two days want me to pack an update on the story of Rui (novel character: Boss Fancies)

tuesday, Tuesday, yes, we will see you again.

greetings dear.