The Best Choice

You make me gobsmack

"You sure you gave me this, Sam?" Aslan snaps Mustofa's work coat from a used colorful paper bag where Samira's veil and workwear are purchased, Aslan remembers it because he received it earlier than Samira.

Aslan frowned, the fibers of the suit cloth did not look faded but the material was a little not dappled.

"Where are you freaking out, Sam? Five hundred thousand yesterday you spent on this?" Aslan stared in disbelief.

Samira who had to spend her lunch in front of Aslan shook her head with two bulging cheeks filled with Padang rice.

Because Mr. Aslan I have to eat two servings of Padang rice! How fit my cute lamb this father. Besides why siyyy, bad mood so much, so lazy meeting, lazy work, and all schedules must be changed. Once again this guy, I think it's like a labor squeezer.

"That's Abah's work coat, sir. The money's still intact, it's in my bag. Would you like to take it again?" ask Samira.

Aslan again sloped it could be higher. "Abah Mustofa's?"

"He'eh, so I don't have a hard time with Ardana's father and father."

"Ah, free, Sam! Brother will go to Lombok, take care of the work there with mama." Aslan sighed, the honesty he initially wanted to hide to make Samira keep acting she is the one he must recognize and remember. But after the meeting he liked the least but he missed, Aslan was more comfortable saying

"So you won't wear that suit?" ask Samira.

"No, Sam!" sahut Aslan, but he smiled inwardly as he put the old brown suit back into the paper bag. "But I'm gonna take him home."

"For what?" Samira put the last rice in her mouth.

Aslan stretched out a piece of tissue while shaking his head. "You're a good fit to still be a high school kid, Sam. Eating is still a mess has dared to be a personal assistant. Eat the real thing." she chanted clumsily.

Samira grabbed her knife and was relieved when Aslan was already smiling as usual.

"That's because the father is meaningful, I was only interested yesterday to be a cleaner." Samira replied in a hurry as if to refute Aslan's opinion.

"But you're too pretty to be cleaning service, Sam!" sergeant Aslan.

Samira blinked her eyes.

Is that a compliment or what?

Samira lowered her head then after Aslan cleared his throat, discharging the image that formed quickly and disappeared as well as quickly.

Samira cleared her lunch, then like being in the face of a young girl predator with flirtatious eyes, her head reluctant to puff up. He nodded his head while raising the tray.

"I'm sorry for a minute, sir."

Aslan floated an amused look towards the girl who turned around and accelerated her pace to disappear from her study.

"Because it's pretty, I'm not aware, Sam... So I need to explain. How to give a second-hand suit again, pardon Samira, Mama must be nagging this!" Aslan put on a bete face and drowned her face on both of her palms.

In the quiet office corridor, Samira occasionally looked back with a look of caution.

"Oh, Mr. Aslan began to say I'm beautiful, hiyyy, Abah if you know it must be ketar-ketir now. It can't be."

"Sir Aslan was not overcast anymore, only I was now replaced by cloudy." muttered Samira, she turned into the pantry. But in addition to all that, Samira was really relieved. Aslan could already smile and needed her bottom line, annoying again.

•••

Robby pulled the doorknob stronger when the chief director of both TBK's brilliantly timeless pt stepped foot with an expression as stiff as a concrete nail and his face as dense as a cement cast in the door of the meeting room.

In the back, a girl wearing a tunic blazer and paired with an A line skirt followed him with wide strides and an adorable expression. Samara put on a serious face, only she could still smile sweetly when she greeted Robby in the doorway.

Robby rolled his eyes at the two men's behavior while closing the door. The meeting began, as it had been, Samira got a place beside Aslan, the black-hooded girl who had now put her ears in good order and the pen in her hand was ready to take down the important points Aslan was talking about.

"Good day, good luck to the company we developed together." Aslan greeted the head manager of all the divisions who had been waiting for him for more than half an hour while standing up, he stared at one tense face at a time yes already yes, meeting is our daily food.

Aslan sat his body, in a tense calmness. He glanced at the solemn girl lowering her head. A warm smile was immediately seen at the corner of his lips as blatantly as if deepening the gossip that had circulated in the company about his proximity to Samira which now no one dared to disturb him.

"Well, well, well. What's Aslan doing!" inner Robby. He was agitated in his seat like he was being ambient. "Didn't he want to make an announcement if he was the same Samira? Gosh."

Robby's eyes immediately widened once while shaking the head of the last seat to respond to Aslan's confession. His hands are even dadahhhh.

"What's the matter, Robby?" ask Aslan.

Robby flashed a clumsy smile as everyone stared at him fixedly. He whispered in Aslan's ear.

Aslan rubbed his ears, I swear, had a friend who already knew the good and bad qualities of self does not need any more distance.

"Elo want what, As?" ask Robby.

"Help, Rob. Especially?" aslan's forehead wrinkled, "You'd better get back in your seat."

"What was it about?" whispered Robby.

"Then listen, don't even dadahh-dadahh!" sahut Aslan while stepping on Robby's shoes without notice.

Robby popped an eye that looked like he was getting angry but he held it off. He sat back down, his left hand outstretched under the table to wipe his dented shoes.

"I'll ask for damages!" inner Robby.

Aslan who saw the face of his best friend like the taste of fruit kedondong singled smile.

"Today's meeting is not about the work of fathers and mothers, but I want to announce that starting tomorrow the break will be added by half an hour to conduct regular worship order. Announce the results of today's meeting for your people to agree or not."

The manager of the marketing department raised his hand. "Sorry Mr. Aslan's intrusion, can be explained more specifically."

Aslan nodded, he explained from the details of the company's operational procedures to a new provision and the reason behind him deciding on it.

Samira's hands shook and she could not help but look at Aslan in awe.