Stuck in Matchmaking

Caecilian

Tonight I will stay at the restaurant, because me and my staff will do a month-end journal recapitulation. I did provide a four-square-meter mes place, we would usually sleep on the floor with a thirty-centi thick foam base. "I, Wiwi and Anya, will overtime check the sales records and calculate the turnover for a month.

"Sorry yes mbak Sasa" said one of my employees Wiwi.

"Why Wi?"

"I saw Sasa's girlfriend last afternoon shoot"

The suddenness of his words made me glance at his face, as well as Anya who was similarly shocked by me.

While Wiwi, still casually keep checking the records in and out of funds at my restaurant.

I have to admit, my employees are great at doing all their work. The proof is, as long as he helps me here, he never messes with everything related to restaurants.

"Not Wi's girlfriend?"

"If not a boyfriend who keeps mbak?, kok nyium-nyium?" he was still as relaxed as before, another with me who was already chaotic and did not concentrate anymore in calculating the total expenditure. While Anya, still quietly listening while continuing to focus on her work.

I haven't been able to answer, I was shocked by the ringing of the phone. And that tone indicates a message came in. I hurriedly grabbed the phone that was a little out of my reach.

Script: "Tomorrow morning to the restaurant at what time?" I'll pick you up at eight for breakfast together"

I hesitated to return the message, and finally the message I had written I deleted again.

Not long after, he called me, and immediately made my heart throb.

"Assalamu'alaikum" I said as I lifted him up.

"Vaalaikumsalam. How did you not reply to my message?"

"I'm going to reply too but not right now, I'm busy"

"Busy what?"

"I'm still at the restaurant, and I'm likely to stay overnight, so don't pick me up tomorrow"

"Are you at the restaurant?" Asked Aksa mas, I'm sure at this time his forehead shriveled sharply. Even I imagine that at this moment one of his hands is shaking his waist. "Who's the same?"

"My employees"

"What girl a guy"

Questions that I don't think make sense. Maybe he asked like that, but there was no need to ask, he should have been able to think that the employee who stayed with me must have been a woman.

Instead of answering, I asked something else. "What's wrong?" I try to calm.

"I'm there now"

After saying that, he immediately hung up his phone. I was a little surprised why he was acting like this to me, when we still only knew each other, but it was as if he had known me for a long time. I thought that I was just being made into an outlet by him, considering that time the Dawn said that Aksa had just broken up with her boyfriend, and his visit to Singapore, he said, none other than to catch his girlfriend who is on vacation with his affair.

Thirty minutes passed, when the middle of closing the restaurant right at nine o'clock at night, suddenly there was a car parked in the restaurant courtyard. The car I knew who owned, the one I hit a few weeks ago.

I was about to close the glass curtain, reflex turned my eyes to him. There, I could clearly see Aksa's mas standing in a home suit. Just a knee-length cargo pants, a plain white T-shirt, and a pair of sandals.

My eyebrows swooped sharply watching him leisurely walk towards me.

"You overtime?" ask her while walking through the door, then close the door again.

"Hmm" I answered without looking at it, for I was busy closing the window curtain that most of my restaurant was walled in thick glass.

Mas Aksa was already sitting in one of the visitor's seats. As I was about to close the last curtain, I saw someone parked his car right next to Aksa's car. When the owner of the car came out, I was shocked because the owner was a famous artist, I did not know what his name was, but clearly he is the main character in the movie thrailer which is currently very loved by young people including my brother Meira. Yesterday, when he was not present at the family dinner, it was because he preferred to watch a movie starring a woman who is currently stepping up to me .

"Can I come in?" her question made the frown on my forehead clearer. "I have a need with Aksa"

Instantly my gaze turned to the mass of Aksa whose position is now standing with a look no less surprised by me.

I was confused to see how they looked at each other. Since they are guests to me, I intend to make them tea. But when I stepped back, Aksa hurriedly called out to me.

"Khansa" called out to her which made me stop my steps immediately and turn around. "Sit here with me" Mas Aksa looked at me as if holding back anger, or hatred. I don't know more precisely I don't know.

With doubtful steps I positioned myself sitting beside Aksa's mass. Aksa's hand suddenly grabbed my hand, then carried it over his lap. I think the woman in front of us noticed the movement of Aksa's hand under the table, because she kept staring at my arm and Aksa's mass arm that had moved.

"Can you accompany me to the fans tomorrow?" the woman suddenly said.

"Why me?" sahut mas Aksa's. "We've got nothing to do, have we, Cecilia?"

I swallowed my own spit. My eyes immediately glanced at Aksa's mas, his pair of eyes seemed to highlight hate towards Sesilia's mother.

Yeah, I remember now, she's Sesilia Ananta a famous commercial star, model, and movie star.

"Is it because of him" said Sesil who had a glimpse of me. "Is it because you've been having an affair with her, so you're determined to catch me, to cover up your relationship?"

I was stunned to hear his words accusing me of being an affair Aksa mas.

"Don't just talk to you" Aksa quickly. "I know him because of the grandfather who betrothed me to him" continued Aksa.

Even though I have been accused of being the destroyer of their relationship, I still do not want to be immersed in their chatter. Instead I wanted to get out of here and rejoin Wiwi and Anya upstairs, but Aksa kept me and told me to sit with him.

"You cheated on me, why accuse me of cheating on him" said Mas Aksa with great composure.

"If you're not cheating, maybe you're in a relationship with him as soon as possible, even though we just broke up"

I justify some of Sesil's prejudices, because it does not make sense with the attitude of Aksa mass who quickly decided to marry me. And my little heart said I was being run away.

"You're doing this hurt me, you know?" continued Sesil then inhaled a rough breath.

"You know for yourself that you've been cheating. I knew a long time ago, but I kept quiet, until I hadn't seen it myself that you were cheating on a knight, I was still maintaining our relationship"

Sesil's mother clenched her lips tightly, a clear look of anger on her face. But to me, she was still elegant with whatever the look on her face.whether sad, upset, or happy, she still looked beautiful.

"Don't blame him" said Mas Aksa as he glanced at me. "You should realize your mistake, not throw it at me, by turning the facts around and accusing me of cheating"

I heard that Sesil snorted violently, as if he did not accept Aksa's words.

"You are so outrageous to know no, even proudly flaunting the affection, and kissing to make a relationship, sorry" said Mas Aksa hanging his speech for a moment. "Suami's wife."

I saw the wounded look in Aksa's eyes. It wouldn't be okay to talk about infidelity.

"I still accept you, even though you have somehow slept with Satria"

"It is" I whispered softly as I rubbed his arm. Mas Aksa looked at me softly.

"He has no right to blame you Sa, let alone accuse you of ruining my relationship with him" Aksa continued.

I don't know this time I want to hug her, not because of anything, but just want to reduce the pain of having been betrayed by the person she loves.

"You never appreciate my loyalty, what you do is just trivialize" Mas Aksa again voiced out when he had a moment of silence.

"I'm going to marry her soon, please don't make things worse, let alone until the media splash about me and you"

I saw Sesil standing with a red face.

"Well, I won't bother you" he said.

Before Sesil came out of my restaurant, he had a chance to look at me with a look of hate.

I breathed a sigh of relief, after his departure.

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