
Mesya's days since a week ago turned into heavy what else now he began to go wherever Radit went to meet. About Radit, Mesya has not told anyone including Rasti, his own mother.
Today is the last day Marisa is in the office because from tomorrow the pregnant woman has started to leave for the next three months, Mesya feels hard to live everything by herself, but want to how else, he said, he could not prohibit and inevitably had to be ready to face Radit alone.
“You are well yes, Sya, who is at home working here, hopefully Mbak will be able to work here again with you,” said Marisa as saying goodbye.
“Mbak, I can't do anything to move parts, don't be a secretary is okay,”
“Loh why? Many people want to be in your position. So the secretary is the dream of almost all young women like you, especially if the boss is handsome like Mr. Raditya.” Marisa blinked one of her eyes teasing Mesya.
“I'm already engaged, Ma'am so no need handsome boss.”
Marisa chuckles softly. “Ya already, you work properly, later do not forget to stop by if there is time.”
“Iya Ma'am. Hopefully the birth will be smooth yes, and healthy Mbak same baby. I will definitely miss Mar Ma'am,” Mesya hugged the body of his co-worker accompanied by tears, feeling sad because he had to separate.
Lucky today the work is not too much and it makes Mesya not in need for overtime. Earlier this morning he left with Rasti delivered because his car was in the workshop. And this afternoon Aldrich just contacted me that he was in the loby. Mesya hurriedly cleaned up his belongings and then left his study to go downstairs and meet his fiancee. Radit who saw Mesya's departure chased the woman to the elevator which unfortunately was already closed but quickly entered the only elevator that was specifically used for the company's top officials, and lucky because it turns out the elevator he was riding first arrived in the lobby.
As he was about to call Mesya, a voice from ahead sounded and undo Radit's intentions, a handsome man of large stature and white typical of foreign national men walked up to a beautiful woman with long unraveled hair that was slightly wavy at the bottom with a wide smile that was so sweet.
Radit continued to observe the two men until they came out of the loby, there was a throbbing pain in his chest when the tiny hand was held by the man. radit's heart and mind wondered about who and what the relationship was between the two.
With lethargic Radit set foot into the parking lot and boarded his black cyan racing polestar car that he had just bought a few days. Radit wanted to invite Mesya to dinner. But the intention was ignored because it turned out that the woman who for four years he left was no longer alone like himself.
♥♥♥
Aldrich and Mesya step into the mall, the plan today both want to spend Sunday night together like other lovers. Since fully serving as a big leader in the company, Aldrich spent more time in the office by working and dissolving in piles of paper worth hundreds of millions or even billions. It is very rare time to be alone with the fiancee even just to give news once.
Mesya understood the busyness of his fiancee even though he also sometimes missed Aldrich, Mesya could not how because he had now begun to be preoccupied with meetings that his boss had to attend. Now the relationship between the two is only based on trust. Although a little heavy but both still live and promise each other to take the time even if only once a week.
Out of the cinema then Mesya whined to ask Aldrich to eat because from watching earlier his stomach had been protesting to be filled. Aldrich who really loved his fiancee just according and brought the beautiful woman into the restaurant that is still in the mall.
“Good, in a moment wait Ma'am, Mas,” said the waiter then went to prepare the order.
Aldrich grabbed Mesya's hand that was on the table, played the wiggly fingers and then gently let it slip. Although the man had done it often but still Mesya always felt his face warmed and embarrassed by the sweet deeds of his fiancee.
“Where is your job?” tanya Aldrich is still engrossed in playing Mesya's wiggly fingers with their fiancee's ring.
“Ya passable, exhausting.” Mesya. Aldrich chuckled slightly then damaged his fiance's long hair in a fit of anxiety.
“You want to be my secretary so don't be too tired?” garg Aldrich's. Quickly Mesya shook his head. “Why don't you want to be my secretary?” aldrich asked.
“I'm afraid not to be professional,” Mesya replied giving a reason.
“Yes, it's okay, same me this is really, later you will also bear the mistress in my company.” Mesya again shook his head which made Aldrich sigh in disappointment. Mesya is still his stubborn fiancee Mesya.
Before long their order came, the chat was stopped and both of them were enjoying each other's meals. Mesya sparkled as the waitress placed her order Fusilli. Fusili is one of the pasta that is spiral shape and Mesya most like if seasoned with Bolognese sauce a lot and given a little grated cheese, so delicious and appetizing.
Aldrich was only able to shake his head to see the voracious woman enjoying her favorite food. The corner of Mesya's lips were wrapped in Aldrich's sauce using a tissue and then resumed his own food in the form of spaghetti and fruit salad.
After finishing with the food, Aldrich drove his fiancee home because the time had already shown ten o'clock at night. In the course of Aldrich and Mesya talk about how they are in the office, complaining about each other and sharing interesting stories that they can at work. Mesya happy because at least in the midst of busyness, they still have time like this. Although short but still time like this is so valuable for both of them who are equally busy.
“Still yes, already nganterin me,” said Mesya when the car in his overlap stopped in the yard of the house.
“Sama-sama dear, I am happy to be able to nganterin you like this. Sorry I rarely have time for you,”
Quickly Mesya shook his head, placing his index finger on Aldrich's lips so that again the handsome man stopped talking. “Nothing, I understand, which is important to me, you do not forget me.”
“Where have I spared you, my darling.” Anxious Aldrich pinched Mesya's tapered cheeks, making the woman grimace in pain. “I said yes, Rangga has already chat sent to bar,”
“Yes, you're careful. Remember not to get drunk!” mencam Mesya reminded his fiancee who often forgot to stop drinking if she had gathered with her friends. Aldrich chuckled then nodded, and a kiss landed on Mesya's lips before letting his fiancee down, and he re-appeared his car to the place where his best friend had told him.