THE ABOVE THE CLOUD(ABC)
22. Mutuals don't realize it....
An hour after Joe left, Sera opened her eyes. Reksa was worried whether he should wake his daughter up for breakfast or let her.
Although infusion is being given, it does not mean people do not need to eat. The infusion of times was aimed at replacing the energy that was lost earlier. It has nothing to do with eating. At least so understanding Mutual.
“..Papa,” Sera's voice sounded weak, but Reksa felt her daughter's gaze was a little strange. Staring straight at his chin(?)
As Reksa shifted her chair closer, Sera's gaze returned to normal. Whine why last night didn't come home. Muta breathed a sigh of relief.
“...Papa work, until night.” said Mutual without self-awareness.
What else can he say?
Son, papa again snack outside, was malem want to go home but overslept. Not so his snack?! If he says that, there's something wrong with his brain.
“This.. lusak.” Sera pointed at her phone clock which since came in put on the table.
“Sela papa lusak.” Sera's face was full of anxiety, staring at the clock and Mutual alternately.
Mutual understands. Sera called all night, but she didn't pick him up at all. Mutual reasoned he was working. Sera had innocently created an excuse for him: his clock was broken.
“Yes, buy a new one later, huh? This one was dumped.” Muta stroked the top of Sera's head. “Sera eat first, aa..,”
Sera looked at her father then at the spoon, before opening her mouth and eating.
Mutual unconscious, behind Sera's long call trail, in the middle there are two traces of missed calls coming from Bi Sri's number.
So panicked he didn't check. And it would not occur to him to check on her in the future.
Sera ate in silence, those round eyes occasionally staring at Reksa. Full smile.
***
Sera is back in school tomorrow. Although Reksa persuaded to ‘at home dulu’, Sera insisted on going to school.
That morning Reksa drove him off as usual.
Sera is in four months and will move to Pre-TK class.
If previously at the age of three Sera was still fingering, now he will start learning small things.
At the age of five Sera will enter Kindergarten, age six she will enroll in elementary school.
PAUD Sun and Shine cover early childhood/Pre-TK education, as well as daycare.
His daycare system was somewhat different from ordinary parenting. Sera entered the third grade, but after a nap, she usually went to the fourth grade to learn simple words, small counts, types of animals, and so on.
Previously Reksa intended to take half a day, after which Sera would be picked up back to his office so that he could spend more time with Sera. But he's working, so he intends to hire a tutor. While he's working, Sera will be studying.
It's just that it feels a bit heavy for 3-year-olds, especially Sera who is separated from social interaction rather long, lack of adult guidance, and lack of communication.
Mutual grateful and amazed, about the openness of Sera in accepting new things. Fortunately, he did not have a negative tendency for things that he had experienced.
He thought if he wanted to learn, it was in his PAUD. In addition to being light, many friends, Sera could spend her time casually. Reksa finally took an all-day class for Sera.
The role of Bi Sri is not much, you could say just to fill the gap of the role of Reksa from 4 to 7 hours.
Sometimes, he also prepared Sera to sleep and have dinner together if she came home early.
Previously he intended to bring Sera to his office after school, because he realized as a father, his presence was too thin. Especially the age of a young child, Reksa did not want him to end up in familiar face and status as ‘ayah’, but in reality only strangers. But his work makes it impossible to do. He also could not entrust Sera to Wana, as this was not his field.
She doesn't want anyone else to take on the role of ‘near’ Sera, as she has to watch her growth and development since childhood, and make sure her daughter doesn't make mistakes when growing up. She wants when she makes a voice to change her daughter's life, Sera will consider Mutual's position in the child's heart and maybe listen to him.
Especially. about the mistake associated with the man's son. What's-her-name? The denata? The denada? I don't know.
If the dream count is true, the daughter is still unborn. The mutual can still calm down.
Therefore, Bi Sri was enough.
By the way, entering the age of four, Reksa intends to move to a villa that has been renovated. Only he was worried, should Sera change her school?
His school which is now close to the office of Reksa, while his new school is still one area with villas, is certainly closer and more efficient. Security in the villa area is also tight, Reksa wants Sera to move there.
Even if he changes schools, there is no change in the meeting time between himself and his daughter.
Muta looked at the document in his hand with such a deep gaze.
The Manager in front of him was sweating, thinking is there something wrong with the report? Isn't this a regular monthly report? He was sure he had done nothing wrong.If something like this he had done wrong, it was better for him to be a farmer in his hometown!
Still with the same seriousness, Reksa signed the report. Mr. Manager immediately received the report and rushed out, passing Wana who was carrying a lunch menu for Reksa.
Wana knocked on the door twice, and entered after sounding authentic from within.
“Pak, lunch menu this time I bought at Tingah Store.” Wana then mentioned the lunch menu that time in detail. Tingah store comes from the Middle East store abbreviation. The menu focuses on middle eastern dishes. Yesterday his boss said he wanted to eat mutton.
Mutual staring at the old computer screen, like being focused on something–whatever it is that is interesting on the computer, I don't know. But Wana knows, Mutual is listening.
The next step, if not accepted, his boss will change the choice for various reasons.
“...I want to live with long life.”
Wana thought, for what sake!! It has nothing to do with it!
But his experience has honed the sharpness of Wana. He connected it to the lunch menu this time.
“I have to change my diet. Can't eat greasy food, if my blood goes up, how?” muttered Reksa. He had to live a long life to make sure his daughter grew up well.
Wana smiled in her heart.
“Don't worry sir, the Tingah Store has its own nutritionist and special cook brought directly from the middle east. The way they cook is different from us, which certainly lowers the risk of high blood, and the meat is also odorless. Inspection of meat and its cutting is very strict. This whole country, Tingah's number one.”
Mutual was silent for a moment, staring at Wana, unable to say anything. “You are suitable also so sales, yes.”
“Content, Mr.” actually he had worked sales before. But Wana didn't bother to explain it. He took it as a compliment.
The next second, Reksa brought his lunch menu to the guest table. He sat on the couch and was ready to eat.
Wana in the heart clinks ria.
Mutual opens the lunch box.
When I heard a knock on the door, he just ate a mouthful.
“Try you see who.”
Which fool doesn't understand this is his boss' lunch hour? Wana sighed.
"Good, sir." Wana moved and opened the door. In front of him, secretary number 2, assistant Joe-still colleague Wana as well, stood agitated. Wana closed the door behind her.
“Why Han?” his name was Jehan, but Wana and the people around him called him Han, sometimes Hani. And, she's a girl.
“Kak Wana, in front there is a person from MDC insistent on meeting Pak Reksa!” whispered Hani huffled.
“MDC? Why?” MDC and company Reksa collaborated in the construction of the archaeological museum at that time. It has been 75 percent of the construction of the first phase, estimated to be completed before the new year.
Hani. The elevator door opened and Joe came out. Wana breathing relieved.
The three nodded at each other before Wana and Hani walked out of the room.
Mutual saw the closed door open again and Joe came in.
Muta raised next to his eyebrows. Usually Joe goes straight in after knocking on the door, will not wait first. Looks like something's going on outside?
“Why?”
“There's MDC, sir.”
Mutual was silent for a moment, still continuing to eat it.
“What does he say?”
“There are conflicts about the use of advanced building materials. MDC wants to replace the remaining construction materials with others.” Joe squinted, he himself was not out of thought with the mind of the MDC party.
"Who's coming?"
Joe replied slowly for a second, "Sir Bintara, sir."
“Stupid.” Mutual murmur.
Joe agrees.
"Schedule this one-hour meeting.”
“Good, Sir.”
***
