MY ARMY MY HUSBAND

Episodes 137. Diana POV.

I smiled with relief. I breathed in as much warm air as I welcomed my arrival in this city.

Manado, a city famous for its beautiful beaches, Bunaken and typical food Tinotuan or Manado porridge are also famous girls with beautiful faces and smooth white skin.

I still have to continue my journey towards Ktg city, one of the county towns, the new area of my duty.

After taking all my stuff I had tucked in the trunk of the plane and putting it on the trolley, I stepped out of the airport.

The information I received from the head office that I was going to be picked up by the office guy at the airport.

I spread my gaze toward the pickers who were tiled at the exit.

A moment later my eyes were fixed on a small board held by a man in an office uniform bearing my name "Mother Diana, PT ...

I also waved my hand at the man who then rushed over to me with a middle-aged woman in the same uniform.

"Mother Diana ?" asked the man while shaking my hand tightly and smiling politely.

"Yes, I'm Diana...Mr..??" ask me to return the handshake of the man.

"Include, we (me) Sardi bu and this is Tina's mother" the man named Mr. Sardi was politely introduced himself and the woman who stood beside him with the accent and thick Manado language

"Oh yes, Mr. Sardi, Ms. Tina. Introduce me to Diana's mother from headquarters. Nice to meet and meet you and Mom," I said politely as I shook the hand of Tina's mother who smiled at me.

"Let's mother.... Before going to Ktg how about we stop by first for lunch at a typical restaurant in this city mom ?" tina's mother asked for my approval

I nodded quickly in agreement with Tina's mother's proposal just now.

I was hungry and curious to enjoy the food of this city.

We also headed for the company's car that had been parked by Mr. Sardi in front of the airport.

After putting all my luggage in the trunk of the car, mr. Sardi who turned out to be the driver of the company where I worked later drove the car we were riding through the busy city streets of Manado to one of the famous restaurants in the city.

Resto "Singgah Jo" located on the coast of Manado city serves a variety of seafood typical of North Sulawesi.

The smell of grilled fish directly touched my nose as soon as we arrived in front of the restaurant whose building form copied the shape of the traditional house of North Sulawesi.

My stomach sounds a sign that the occupants of my stomach can't stand it anymore.

After arriving right in front of the restaurant lobby, Tina's mother and I went straight down while Mr. Sardi parked the car in the restaurant parking lot.

We took a seat in one of the gazebos with a view of the Manado sea that leads to Bunaken.

The warm coastal wind welcomed us. The sea that I have always missed.

"So mom, I'll order our lunch first. I want to eat what dang, ' asked Tina's mother showed me the menu book on the gazebo table.

"Hmm.ikan grilled raw babu-dabu it looks good yes ma'am. Wearing white rice and kale," I replied, not forgetting to designate one of the drinks I wanted to order.

Tina's mother nodded and called out to a restaurant servant young man who then deftly recorded all of our orders.

"Mother please come forward to choose the fish," said the waiter invited us to choose the fish we ordered.

"Let's just ma'am" Tina's mother said as I stood up.

I nodded in agreement.

I closed my eyes trying to enjoy the smell of the sea water combined with the fragrance of our order grilled fish and other visitors at the restaurant.

A few minutes later Tina's mother and Sardi's father had returned to my seat followed by some restaurant waiters who had brought our order.

That afternoon we enjoyed our lunch interspersed with light talk about various things, especially about the city where I will work and various things that are typical of the cities in North Sulawesi.

For a moment I completely forgot my husband, Mas Gun and Riana until suddenly my memory of them returned when Mr. Sardi asked about my husband.

"Sorry Mom, Mr nyanda (no) iko (followed) ?" ask Mr. Sardi.

"Ooh, no, Mr. Sardi. Later followed him," I answered accordingly.

"Ooh..," said Sardi and Tina's mother together.

After finishing lunch, we continued our journey to the city of Ktg.

During the trip, I who initially wanted to enjoy the view of the city of Manado and the surrounding areas that we passed instead fell asleep due to fatigue and.

When I arrived in the city of Ktg, then I built Tina's mother.

"Mothers..Mother.we have arrived," she whispered softly as she touched my soft shoulder.

"Ooohh.has arrived ma'am," I cried, suddenly fixing my seat.

Tina's mother nodded with a smile. While Mr. Sardi took all my stuff out of the car.

"For a while the mother stayed at this hotel until the mother's official house was ready to be occupied" Tina's mother said.

I'm nodding.

All my belongings were then taken by Mr. Sardi and one of the bellboys at the hotel. While Tina's mom went to the reception desk to get my room keys.

After putting all my belongings in the room and tipping the bellboy, Tina's mother and Sardi said goodbye to returning to the office.

I slammed my body on the bed of the hotel. The drowsiness and fatigue that I had felt since then suddenly burst back.

Unknowingly I went back to sleep until the Magrib prayer ringing up from one of the mosques located not far from the hotel.

Soon I got up and took a shower and performed Magrib prayers.

After the prayer, I decided to start fixing my luggage. I opened the black tote bag I put on the table.

Jeez..apparently my phone is dead. Pantesan no one has called me since I arrived in this city, I was shocked myself to see my salary that I put in the bag.

Immediately quiz my salary while ordering some food and drinks to the receptionist to be escorted to my room.

My long trip from Bd-Jkt-Mo to Ktg was really draining my energy making me reluctant to go out to enjoy my first night in Ktg city.

Once my phone's fully charged, I turn on the power and....

Ting.ting.ting...ting.my cell phone sounds incessantly.

There are so many messages and calls coming in for me, my inner screams held back.

I immediately opened one by one the messages and missed calls that came in.

Messages and phone calls from my family in the village, from some of my college friends and from Mas Gun.

My attention stopped on that name on my phone screen. Several messages and dozens of missed calls from Mas Gun distract me from some other messages and phone calls.

With a sense of uncertainty, I opened one of my husband's WA messages.

"Darling.kok you go not wait for me..?!. My husband's first message. Still soft-tinted.

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