Red Hooded Girl

Good Morning to Dear

Mimin was just sitting on his desk chair when a notification came from his phone. He pulled the phone out of the bag and opened it. There are three incoming messages from the contact number "The Man".

The Man: Pulp marrow with gravy. Assalamualaikum.

The Man: The toothbrush is discolored. Good morning to DARLING.

The Man: Happy activities my halal lover. See you later noon ya 💕💕💕.

Instantly the corner line of Mimin's lips pulled upwards published a smile after reading the message. Although he did not intend to reply to the message.

"Ehem..."

Deheman's voice made him raise his head. He saw Rizal standing in front of his desk.

"Assalamualaikum, good morning sir," Mimin said to Rizal who had just come to the office.

"Waalaikum salam. Why are you smiling like that? Got WA from Ayang Beb huh?" goda Rizal who had caught Mimin smiling himself.

"Eh... Euu..." That's all I said to answer Rizal's question. Then he smiled down with a tinge of red hue on his cheek.

"Min... Say the same God if you go to the mosque do not mepet-mepet time. If it can be before the time of Azan he has gone to the mosque."

Heh. God to the mosque?? What yes?? I've never seen him in a mosque. Mimin murmured in his heart.

"Why is that, sir?"

"Let her be azan. Her voice is sweet. He should have been the Muazin, not the Sarip, his voice was cringy."

"Eh... Euu..."

"Min later please print a proposal for a project to build the southern ring road yes" Rizal said.

"Ready Sir!" answer Mimin.

Then Rizal the handsome boss went into his room. Leaving Mimin who was still flabbergasted by Rizal's words earlier. God so Muazin?? Really true??. Mimin wondered.

*****

During the day when the break time is soon approaching. Memet the office OB is back and forth back and forth while pushing the mop.

"Syantic syantics retreat." He mopped in a forward and backward style while humming ala inces.

He who was lowering his gaze down noticed the sweep between the mop and the floor immediately stopped his activities when his pair of eyes saw a pair of shiny black pantofel. Then he looked up at the owner of the shiny black shoe.

A man wearing a blue long-sleeved batik shirt paired with black cotton pants and of course with super shiny black pantofel shoes. Stand tall in front of Memet the OB. It's Yusril.

This appearance is indeed Yusril style. He loves batik. Wherever and however he will always wear batik as his choice when out of the house, in official and unofficial events. Unless he is at home or while working, then he does not wear batik.

"Good day, Mr. Lurah," said Memet to Yusril who thought he was a lurah.

"Hurray" replied Yusril.

"Now is it time to rest yet?" ask Yusril. His eyes revolved around the office space.

Memet looked at the ten thousand price watch he bought on one of the circular online shopping apps in his hand. "A little break, sir."

"Father want to see Mr Rizal, Mr Vishnu or Mr Andi?" ask Memet later.

Yusril replied by shaking her head doubtfully.

"If there is no wrong project in the village it is the project of Mr. Vishnu deh," said Memet. "But Mr. Vishnu mah is not in place," he continued.

"I don't want to meet Mr. Vishnu, Mr. Rizal or others" explained Yusril.

"Keep meeting who's Geh?" ask Memet.

"You see my future wife... Yasmin," she replied confidently.

"Oh... Her future husband Teh Mimin." Memet looked at Yusril's appearance from head to toe. "Wah, Teh Mimin's future husband turned out to be Lurah euy," he said with a cry.

"Do you want to come here?!" cynical Deka who was now in front of Yusril by putting both hands in the pocket of her pants while throwing a hostile look.

Yusril turned her gaze to Deka. "This office isn't yours, is it?" Yusril stared back at Deka.

"I guess you're also just an employee here, aren't you? You're not a kayaking CEO in those novels, are you?" she was accompanied by a cynical smile.

"I'm Jasmin's boss here. So, I reserve the right to expel the arrival of people who can interfere with the performance of employees here!"

"Yes..." Yusril ringing. "To my knowledge. Yasmin's superior was Mr. Rizal. You don't tell me!" snarl.

*****

Five minutes before the break, Mimin has tidied up his work. Then the sound of incoming message notification. He grabbed his phone and read some incoming messages.

Yusril: Yas, I'm going to your office now.

Yusril: We had lunch together.

Yusril: Wait for me. I'll be there soon.

The Man: Assalamualaikum, my salihah. Halal lover. If only you knew how excited I was to wait for the day to come. And thank God, the time of rest has come. Hurray... Hurray... Hurray...

The Man: I can't wait to see your face that nourishes my heart, eases all my anxieties. Don't look at your face and hear your voice. Hearing your fart I'm already happy matchless.

Mimin smiled then chuckled without a sound. He covered his mouth with both hands. While his shoulders were shaking with laughter.

"Teh Mimin crying what else is laughing anyway?" tanya Memet who suddenly came and saw Mimin covered his mouth with shaky shoulders.

Mimin took both hands out of his mouth. "Laughter Met" he answered.

"Teh. if the laugh is off just don't be held back afraid of even becoming a hemorrhoid," said Memet with a serious look.

"That you are - there is Met. What does laughing have to do with hemorrhoids?"

"What yes?? Emm... Laugh before laughter is forbidden! Hehehehe.." he said with a cry.

Mimin frowned because Memet's grimness made him ticklish. "What do you want here?" tanyakanya.

"In front there was a commotion between Mr. Lurah and Mr. Deka, Tea." Memet reported the events he witnessed.

"Sir Deka is making a fuss with Mr. Lurah why you even say me, Met. Report to the security guard there!"

"But Mr. Lurah is...."

"Why did Mr. Lurah come here?" Mimin's question cuts Memet's speech.

"Kan Pak Lurah is Teh Mimin's future husband" Memet replied innocently.

"Eh... Whahuh? I don't have a friend Lurah let alone a future husband."

"Try geh... Just look at it."

Mimin immediately woke up and swung his pace towards the lobby. Arriving in the lobby he saw Deka and Yusril who were still arguing.

Mimin decided not to pay attention to both. And walked past the two men who were arguing.

"Yasmine...!" yusril.

"Jasmine...!" exclaim Deka.

Deka immediately chased Mimin.

"Jasmin..we have lunch with yuk!" bring Deka.

"I'm sorry sir, I can't. Excuse me," replied Mimin. Then continue his steps out of the office.

"Yasmin doesn't want to have lunch with you. So don't ever approach Yasmin again. She's my future wife!" hardik Yusril to Deka. Then ran after Mimin and left Deka.

"Yes... wait!!" pekik Yusril while running after Mimin.

"What the hell is Yus!" exclaimed Mimin when Yusril had managed to align his steps.

"I want to take you to lunch" said Yusril who walked alongside Mimin.

"Sorry I can't, Yus!" mimin insisted without stopping his steps.

"Yes but why? Come on, Yas. I'm only here for a month. Then I will return to Qatar. And I want it before I leave for Qatar, I've proposed to you. So three months later when I get back here, we can get married."

Mimin stopped his steps and faced left to face Yusril and looked at her sharply."Yus, I told you, I'm sorry I can't. I'm already married. I'm married!" emphatically.

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