My Only One's

The Weekend Story

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Days after …

"Well, this week we're going back to Bandung?" They walked towards the canteen on their lunch break.

"Looks yes. Just thought Mom asked. Especially knowing I bought a car. My parents are very happy about it." Galang checked his phone when a message came in from his mother.

"Hm …."

"Why? Wanna come?" The man turned his head towards Clarra, then smiled.

"What's? No. gabe. Just asking."

"I thought I was coming. If you want, I bring it. Test drive the car long distance." The man chuckled.

"Yes, your car can be taken out of town?"

"It's dong."

"The plates and the papers are out?"

"It was yesterday."

"Hurry up too?"

"One week is enough. Otherwise, I'll take the dealer's license. The processing time is so long? They're still under Nikolai Group, right?"

"Duh, Mr. Assistant is starting to show his fangs?"

"Can't that be?" Galang.

"Yes, if their way of working is not in accordance with the company-derived SOP."

"And Nikolai Group accelerates all bureaucracy so that any work and interests can be smoother."

"Yes, you're right."

"And the company allows, to its leadership and confidants, to exercise any authority."

"You remember that part, right?"

"Of course, and that's the best part of it being Mr. Dimitri's right-hand man."

"Hmm ... You started to enjoy it huh?"  Clarra nodded her head.

"Yes what else? It should be like that." Error answering.

"So that rumor is real, right? If Mr Galang is with Ms Clarra's dating?" Several people were seen gathering near the entrance of the canteen.

"Maybe. Don't you see that they are together every day? It is not uncommon for Mr. Galang to join Ms. Clarra's car."

"No doubt, Mr. Galang likes the older ones. Pantes he did not pay attention to other employees, people already in the property of the same secretary." One of them laughed.

"hey are. If the staff is the same staff again, which might want to be the same as ordinary employees like you."

"If I wanted to, I could have teased Mr. Galang and made him fall in love with me. But not level, same old rival times. Shame on me?"

"Shame or afraid? That ma'am Clarra can get you fired without severance know? What else is he old?"

"Eh, that's the truth, right? He is older, just as Mr. Galang is far away. Not looking at it."

"Already, you guys from yesterday debated it continuously. Danger if anyone hears. You can both be fired!" They then immediately entered the canteen without realizing the whereabouts of the two people who had just been talked about.

While Galang and Clarra were stunned to hear the conversation.

"What was that?" The man muttered, then he sped up his pace, but Clarra immediately held him back.

"Why?"

"Maybe we shouldn't eat in the cafeteria." Clarra.

"Why?"

"I'm lazy to hear something like that."

"Me too, so it must be straightened out." The man intends to continue the steps.

"No need. What else is there to straighten out?" Clarra held her hand back.

Stare at him for a moment.

"Let's go somewhere else?" clarra Pinta.

Galang exhaled slowly, then he shook his head. He knew the conversation made the woman uncomfortable.

"We eat in the cafeteria" said he, who moved Clarra's hand. 

He scares their fingers, then pulls them towards the canteen. And Galang did not let go at all when they walked into the place, passing by some people who still chose to spend their lunch breaks there.

Of course, this attracted the attention of some employees who had been there first, including some who had just talked about them.

"Lang." Clarra tried to pull her hand. He feels comfortable with that.

"What?" Galang.

"Delivery …."

"Let me get this straight here." They paused for a moment, then the man twisted the body so they faced off.

"Are we not related? And they call it courtship. Then where's the problem?" said the man.

"We're dating, right? What's in question? Because you're older than me? Not a problem for me." Galang shook his head slowly.

"I don't see age as a benchmark, and there's no harm in that difference either. Is it wrong that a man is younger than his girlfriend? If there are people who feel troubled by the age difference in a relationship, I think it is not our problem, but their own problem. So why should I be dizzy?"

Clarra almost opened her mouth to speak.

"I chose you, so why do those who feel troubled?" He turned around, then continued his steps toward the chair they were sitting in every day. With Clarra's hand.

He even pointed it out, so that those in the room could see it clearly. No exception to the three women who had talked about it in the hallway.

And Galang gave a look of intimidation to them, which made the three seem to be dragging on his chair.

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"Good afternoon, welcome to Amara's …." Nania twists her body when she hears a bell on the door that rings every time a new guest enters. While carrying a tray containing two glasses of juice owned by visitors. That day he served up front to receive the order.

Who without realizing the existence of someone behind him. So unexpectedly they collided and caused the drink he was carrying to spill over the person.

"Wow wow wow! Be careful!" Daryl half screamed while releasing his sunglasses.

"Duh? Sorry, sorry, sir." Nania was surprised.

Then he was stunned when he realized that the man's clothes were soaked with spills of drinks he brought.

"God! Sorry!" He immediately pulled the washcloth out of his affron pocket, then rubbed it against Daryl's suit.

But that did not solve the problem, instead adding stains to the fabric.

"Yes God! How'this?" He kept wiping the cloth.

Daryl looked riled up. He tightened his jaw and closed his eyes, then brushed off the girl's hand.

"Sorry sir, I didn't intentionally" Nania said.

"What the hell is it?"Amara emerged from behind the pantry to see the commotion.

"Sorry sir, sorry." Nania is still trying to clean up Daryl's clothes.

"Stop, stop! Are you crazy?" The man half shouted.

"Sorry." Nania stopped doing so, then took two steps back.

"Ardi, make another drink just now. Nindi, clean up this used one." Amara pointed to the former chaos created by one of his employees.

"Son, clean up on top." Then he turned to Daryl.

"Ck! I have a date in a minute, you know? You're gonna make me late!" The man grumbled. With an annoyed look at the shopkeeper.

"Yes, yeah. Bersihin. Keep calling people home to get new clothes. Don't you need to be complicated?" amara.

"Huhhhh! Stranaya!" He passed by while grumbling with a language they did not understand.

"Sorry, I didn't intentionally. I didn't know Mr. Daryl was behind me." Nania with a timid look.

"Udah, it's okay. Now back to work, help Nindi get everything done. After that you deliver the drink." replied Amara who was about to return into the cooking room.

"Yes, brother." Nania according.

"Nenice?"

"Yes sister?"

"That's Daryl's guy in front of the shirt. Would you please take it straight upstairs, would you?" Amara with a cell phone stuck to her ear.

"Oo yes Brother." The officer immediately did as he commanded.

"This is Brother, already. But that guy just left." Nania returned after a while. Carrying two suits brought by officers from the Nikolai residence.

"Yes, you go upstairs." Amara answered.

"I Brother?"

"Yes who else? I'm making orders."

"Umm .. okay." the girl then rushed up to the top floor where Amara's room was.

"Yes, come in." Daryl answered from within.

The girl hesitated. And scared as well, given the previous incident that made the man inside there seem to be angry at him.

"Sorry sir, here's the shirt." Nania thrust it out from behind the door. He did not dare to enter because he felt that the room was a private place.

And then Daryl rang out from inside.

"You don't know manners, do you?" The man pulled the door hard until it opened wide.

"If told to do the right thing. Don't do this!" he said with a ketus.

"Mm.m …." Nania froze in place.

This sight left him speechless other than muttering. Looking at the tall man in front of him who was not wearing a superior made him at a loss for words.

"Hey, strana!" Daryl flicked his finger, making Nania wake up from her daydream.

"Mm .. sorry sir." Then he immediately gave her the clothes he was carrying, then immediately retreated and returned to the lower floor.

"Huh, weird and shitty girl!" grumbled Daryl who then immediately got dressed.

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"Why is Brother pouting so?" Amara saw the look on the face of the man who had just come down from the top floor after about half an hour of being there.

"Where's the girl?" Daryl almost broke through the pantry if Amara didn't hold him.

"What's wrong?"

"I have to make a calculation with him."

"Why?"

"Where is he? Why isn't there? Escape huh?"

"Wait, what's up?"

"Because she failed my date!"

"What's? A date?"

"This afternoon, after work I have a date with someone. But failed because it was too late. Because of your employees!"

"Whose date?" Amara asked.

"With someone.."

"I know?"

Daryl shakes his head.

"How come?"

"Yes failed. What's again? Because he spilled drinks on me, making me late to see him. And he's angry."

"God! Hahaha .it wasn't intentional." Amara laughs.

"Stay still!" Daryl.

"Sit there, I make you drink."

"See, I'll make a calculation with him!" The man is still grumbling.

Even until Amara came back with a cold drink for her, Daryl was still misuh-misuh.

"Udah, let's not squander. Are they adults too?" Amara sat across from him.

"This is a bitch. It's hard for me to ask this girl out on a date, but after she wants to fail because of your employee."

"Yes, I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry? It's her fault. What was his name?"

"Noran."

"Yes, he. Nania. Ughhhh! It sucks."

Amara smiles.

"Now where is he? Escape huh? Afraid me?" Daryl sipped the drink Amara had brought him.

"He's home." The girl answered.

"Huh, she must be scared. Hence home. Want to run away, right? Tomorrow I'll be here to make the calculations. Just look at."

"Don't do it, ugly. He was not intentionally. It's just a drink, don't exaggerate. Getting into the laundry is also clean again."

Daryl looked grunting.

"She apologized again, before finally having to go home because there was a call from home. His father's in the hospital."

Daryl.

"He usually works well. But today Nania daydreams more. That's why I told him to work in front of me."

"Well, working shouldn't be like that." The man replied.

"We don't know how other people are, just because they look good. Nania did say that her father was sick. Maybe that's what's been making him a little dreamy lately."

"mrs …

"Udah, don't exaggerate the problem. Just the same dress failed date doang, why can make sister act bad with others?"

Daryl.

"He's pretty?"

"If it wasn't pretty, I wouldn't have asked her out." Daryl answered.

"Who? The model? soap opera artist?"

"Brand Ambassador of Mama's products."

"Wow, Big Brother's pantes are upset about failing a date with him." The girl laughed.

"Eat him. Want to get close to him hard to know?" daryl's shoot to him.

"This kind of time is hard to get a girl? I think it's impossible?" Amara touched the arm of the man in front of her.

"It's not the woman I'm so hard to get close to."

"Keep what?"

"My heart is hard to turn to others." Daryl squeezed his hand.

"Yes!! Failed to move on?"

The man nodded his head, while Amara laughed at it.

"If the soul mate is not going anywhere." Amara then gripped Daryl's hand heavily.

"That's a chance for us?"

"Hey, that's not what I meant."

"Keep what?"

"I mean, if you're the same model as Mama, you can meet again."

"Hmmm .. how to cheer you up is not fun."

"Why? Sis was furious about failing a date with her."

Daryl opened his mouth.

"Udah, the bulls don't lash. No girl will ever get close."

"If he doesn't want to search again. There are still many models, artists and celebrities out there who will definitely like Brother."

Daryl turned the eyeball.

"Well, is Nikolai rich?" Amara chuckles again.

"Not having the same family name to know?"

"Yes there is. Nikolai's family is tough. It is impossible to give up because of one problem. Is it just a matter of love."

Daryl laughed softly.

"Udah, we'll find a girl who's sexier than Mama's model." Amara laughed again.

They were both laughing while the pair of eyes across there were staring wistfully. Just like the days before.

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