PASUTRI (On Love & Happiness)

CHAPTER 85

The day continued to change until it was not felt that it had been almost two months Faza and Zahra occupied the house. Loly and Sinta still often come but Faza always be firm and continue to refuse to be brought closer to Loly by his mother.

Today could be said to be Faza's lucky day. Because today also Faza rose to office and was officially appointed as a director in the company where he worked.

All of that of course can not be separated from the persistence and hard work Faza so far.

Faza was so surprised he even thought he was dreaming. Until a soft pat on his shoulder from the owner of the company resuscitated him. Alex Mahendra, his name is.

“I believe in you Faza. You can definitely further advance this company with your performance.”

Faza laughed softly not expecting himself to get to that stage. Even though Faza never intended to pursue office. Faza worked in his office with good intentions to carry out his duties as a husband, namely to support his wife, Zahra.

“I will try my best sir.” Reply Faza nodded his head slowly.

Faza sighed. The company is now very crowded because the employees are released from their jobs. They even gave her a surprise 26th birthday. It was all really very surprising to him.

“Congratulations yes Mr. Faza.. Happy birthday too, good luck always.”

It was a greeting given to Faza from all employees including Anita as the deputy manager who always works one room with him.

The anniversary event as well as the announcement of the rise of Faza's position took place very lively in the company. Faza received many gifts as well as a flood of congratulations up to the OG and OB.

Not until the afternoon of the show was over. All employees went home leaving Faza with the main director who was none other than the owner of the company.

“I really hope you can make this company more advanced Faza. Ah I mean Mr. Faza..”

Faza laughed softly hearing that. It would be strange if the main director of the company owner also called him with a frills pack. It feels very excessive.

“You can call me Faza only sir.” Faza.

“Oh no no. You are no longer Faza Akbar the manager but Mr. Faza Akbar the director.” Reply Mahendra with interspersed jokes.

They both laughed the same way after what Mahendra said.

“Ah yes sir Faza. You can take a week off to prepare everything. Yep.. We are preparing a new room for you. And these.. Here's a gift from me and the directors for you and your wife.”

Faza frowned at the brown envelope Mahendra had thrust at him. Despite his doubts, Faza still received a gift from Mahendra.

“Thanks for all this sir.. Excuse me for going home first.” Faza Smile.

“Oh please. Once again congratulations Mr. Faza Akbar.”

Mahendra shook Faza's hand again. The man really looks very proud of Faza who during his work in his company always creates a good image and performance that makes him always satisfied with the results.

“Thank you sir. I excuse.”

Faza then got up from his seat and stepped out of Mahendra's main director's room.

Faza stepped into the elevator and returned to his room to pick up his bag and cell phone as well as his suit and the gift that other employees gave him. For a moment Faza silently stared at the brown envelope he was holding. Intrigued by the contents Faza also opened it to remove the contents of the brown envelope.

And once again Faza was surprised to see the contents of the envelope.

“Ya Lord..” Sluggishly.

Faza seemed to have just woken up from his dream. Faza realized after marrying Zahra he was not really able to make his wife smile widely.

Faza re-entered the contents of the brown envelope again and then put it in his briefcase. With a quick step Faza walked out of his room which he would soon not occupy.

Faza impatiently wanted to meet with Zahra and deliver the good news. Faza also hoped that Zahra would be happy with what he brought as well as what Faza had just obtained.

Faza rode his motorbike at maximum speed. Luckily that day the road was not as crowded as usual until Faza could freely adjust the speed of the speed of the second wheel vehicle.

In a short time Faza arrived in front of the gate. Faza called the security guard and told him to open the gate immediately without honking as usual.

“Good afternoon sir..” Greet the security guard as soon as he opens the gate for Faza.

Faza then got off his bike and led him into the spacious yard of his house. It managed to make the security guard confused because of the unusual behavior of his employer.

Faza had deliberately guided his motorcycle so that Zahra did not know his return.

Faza stopped guiding his motorcycle and then took off his helmet and put it on his favorite big motorbike. Faza then ran into the house to meet his beloved wife regardless of the sack of gifts he put on his piggy bank.

“Mbak, Zahra where?” Ask Faza at the Lasmi madam who is arranging fresh flowers in the vase in the guest room.

“Master.. Madam is at the back of the house mr.” Answer mbak Lasmi.

“Oke, thanks.”

Without taking off his suit and bag Faza hurriedly stepped towards the garden behind the house where his wife was now.

As soon as he reached the doorstep Faza smiled. Zahra was picking flowers that had bloomed that Zahra always brought into the house to be used as decoration in the room in the house.

Slowly Faza stepped towards Zahra who had not yet realized his presence because of the position of Zahra who turned his back on Faza.

“Sayang..” Call Faza as soon as he gets behind Zahra.

Zahra turned her head and turned her body to look at Faza who still looked neat with his formal clothes. Faza was still carrying his briefcase.

“Loh mas's.. Tumben has returned home.” Said Zahra yapping Faza.

Faza smiled then directly hugged Zahra's soft body.

Zahra smile. Faza never forgot to hug and kiss her when she was about to go to work or when she came home from work.

“They're beautiful. Just like you.” Praise Faza after releasing his embrace on Zahra.

Zahra laughed softly. Her husband is flirting.

“Lebay really you mas.” Said.

Faza laughed. Too happy and happy to make Faza overreact to throw his crunching fist at Zahra.

“Ah yes mas.. I'm so sorry, I forgot it was your birthday today. Happy birthday, dear.. May healthy always, success and cheap sustenance. This is a flower for you. I don't know what to give you.”

Faza looked at the paper flower that Zahra was thrusting and then grabbed it gladly.

“At least this flower is not thorny.” He said smilingly looking at Zahra.

“Eem.. I have something for you too. Let's sit down.”

Zahra nodded according to him as Faza embraced his friendly waist and invited him to sit in a long white-painted chair under a fairly shady tree in the garden.

“This what mas?” Zahra frowned confusedly as Faza gave her the brown envelope.

“Open..” Tell Faza gently.

Zahra remained silent for a moment and then opened the envelope. Zahra's eyes widened with her mouth open when she saw the contents of the brown envelope.

“This..”.

“Today I ascended the post dear.. I'm now a director. And it was a gift from Mr. Mahendra, the owner of the company I work for. And one week ahead I'm on leave. We can honeymoon to paris.” Faza Smile.

Zahra shook her head unexpectedly with the kindness of tubi today at the age of her 26-year-old husband.

“Yes God.. This mas.”

“Sshhttt.. No tears, okay? Tomorrow we go to Paris. You want to, right?”

Zahra smiled and nodded her head. Zahra then sprang into a tight embrace of Faza's body which immediately replied to him gently. Faza also several times kissed Zahra's shoulder with both eyes closed.