The Forgotten Asmara

The wellcome to bali..

I followed byan from behind, the step byan more relaxed when we were in front of a boutique. Yes, today byan took me out. Because tomorrow byan will go to the island of Bali for a meeting with his business relations. Maybe byan will buy clothes or suits for preparation tomorrow I thought.

After byan found a few pieces of shirt and suit, byan stared at me.

"Mara, you also have to choose clothes.. Choose.." Pinta byan to me.

"No sir, no need." My answer.

"Mara, you're now my secretary. We're gonna meet someone important. I don't want to be said to be a boss who doesn't pay attention to his secretary." He replied, Byan brought his hand closer to me, which was about to grab my shoulder. But I immediately avoided it.

"What sir? We were?? You mean I'm going to Bali??" I round my eyes in disbelief.

"Yes, of course, mara. You'll go wherever I go. That's one of the jobs of a secretary, isn't it?" Byan smiled slightly squinting his lips, like a devilish smile. 😈 Looks cunning in byan eyes.

"But sir, don't you usually go with your assistant when you're out of town?"

"You mean juna??? Hmmm, listen carefully amorous arsytanty. Arjuna wiranata is no longer my assistant. I have already elevated his position as my representative. So now, wherever I go is just with my secretary!" Byan explained clearly.

Juna is already the deputy director? Why didn't juna tell me? When did that happen? There are so many things I think about Juna. Maybe Juna is doing a lot of work so he has not been able to tell me.

"But sir, I have no experience going out of town.. It's good if you....."

"Then I invite you, maybe this will be your first experience!" Byan stepped forward, I saw him sort out some dresses there. Until the shopping process is complete. Byan brought about ten paperbags he was carrying. Should I shop for this much clothing? What a waste, you rich man! Of course I'm a monologue in my heart.

Byan drove his car at a moderate speed until he arrived in front of my house. But in the house already seen juna's car.

"Did juna come to your house often?"

Byan stared at the parked juna.

"Yes sir." Answer me for what it is.

"Owgh, take this. Don't forget mara, you should bring it and wear it later when we go to Bali. Accept it, I don't like rejection. This is all I bought for you, Mara."

I did not have time to answer to refuse, byan grabbed my hand and a little forced so I had to hold some paperbags. The boss is not self-knowing!! Forcers!!

Byan set foot towards my house. While I followed him from behind with some tentengan.

I don't know what they're talking about inside the house. But when I entered there was juna and mother who was sitting also randy who was in the lap of juna.

"Have not seen byan for a long time??.." I greeted Byan kindly.

"Yes ma'am, I miss you so much, too, Randy." Answer byan.

"Please sit down, byan. Unexpectedly, a boss was willing to join his subordinates. Thank you for nurturing romance and juna." Mom respects her guests so much that she has to make small talk.

"Randy, we go in first, yeah, deck.." My love to randy.

Randy comes down from Juna's lap. Randy's been very sticky on juna lately. I, as her brother, was envious.

"Kak mara, randy played at the house of kak juna.. His house is great.. Randy is given a picture book.." Randy smiled and grabbed my hand. I also led him to the middle room. The room we always use to relax or just watch television.

It looks like a bad face there. Byan's face showed his dislike of juna.

"Juna? You seem to come here often? Randy can get along with you.." Byan seems to be interrogating juna.

"Not too often sir, just recently." Juna politely replied. Although not at the office but juna still behaved respectfully to the boss.

"Juna is very smart to take the heart of randy nak byan, it seems like a child-loving juna." Timpal added.

"Yes.. Of course we all love children. Most importantly it's all sincere mom! Not because there's a shrimp behind the rock." Replied byan cynically while leading to staring at juna. His words certainly sounded bad. I want to give her a bogem!

"Good people can of course feel which ones are really sincere and which ones are just a joke.. Isn't that mom?" Juna leads to mom with a small smile.

"Yes of course, that little boy is mentally sensitive!. If there's something insincere about her, the little boy might stay away and even cry. Children are not easily lied to.." She replied with a smile on her face.

The hufttt! I can breathe a sigh of relief. Of course I'm sure you'll be able to mediate the tension between juna and byan.

"Mom, because tomorrow there is a meeting with business relations in Bali then I will invite romance to go there. I hope you don't mind, because romance is my secretary right now." Byan seemed to have switched the conversation.

"Yes, of course. That's all I'm handing back to mara. I don't want to interfere when it comes to my son's job.." Mother replied with words that made sense to me.

"Thank you ma'am.. I'm clearance to leave.." Byan shines at mom's hand. Until byan stepped out of the house.

After his departure, I immediately approached mother and also juna in the living room.

"When did he get closer to Mom?" I was still amazed by the attitude of the byan. After a long time disappeared, now he returned to familiarize mother.

"Well, maybe he's sorry for the mara." Juna replied that I thought his words were just perfunctory.

"Hmmm, a human like him would never regret it!. You didn't tell me why?"

"I haven't been able to mara, even since yesterday only today we met, right?"

"What's the problem mara? What did juna not tell you? Is it because juna has already risen as vice director??" Mom kept up our conversation.

"So you know? Did juna tell mom? Mother's son!" I'm starting to sulk.

But mom and Juna just laughed at my attitude. They both look compact.

"It could be later when me and juna get married, people will assume if it's a mother's son and I'm only a daughter-in-law.."

"Are you looking forward to marrying me??" Juna's words really cornered me. Like I'm a married woman.

"Have you guys chatted first, mom take randy.. I'll go to the mosque first." I got ready and went to school.

Now me and Juna accompanied Randy was drawing and coloring in the middle room.

"Tomorrow I'm going to Bali with the boss, you don't mind mas?" I tried to tease juna who was busy helping randy color his picture.

"Emm, of course not! I'm sure my future wife is a secretary who will be professional. Will not mix personal problems in work." Juna replied, now juna was staring at me.

"Aren't you jealous?" I'm very curious about juna's thoughts and feelings right now.

"No, I really believe in you, Mara.."

"Thank you for trusting me.. I'm not gonna betray you, man.." I answered with a smile looking at Juna. Juna's eyes that did not move looked at me closely from earlier made me become misbehaved. This is wrong, and so is wrong

Juna's hand now touched my hair and slipped it in my ear.

Junana brought her face closer to me. I couldn't help but feel this, until I closed my eyes with my heart still pounding. I want to feel like I'm holding my breath. Suddenly I felt pain in my nose!

"Awhhhhh!!" I screamed a little, making Randy look at me.

Juna pulled my nose and made me open my eyes perfectly round.

"What do you think of mara???" Juna seems to be cheating on me. Juna slightly laughed a little with his hands closing his mouth.

Now my face is red, getting red. I can act like that. What do I expect from Juna? Geez mara, why did my mind fly up to that...

"Not yet dear, we must be patient herein there is randy.." Juna returned to smile.

"Huh, you're a mass!!!..." I pinched the little left arm of Juna and stood up stepping into the room. I hid my red face. I'm really embarrassed..

Indeed, juna never touched without my permission. After proposing to me, we never did more touching than holding hands, pinching, hitting small, pinching our noses. Looks like juna is the guy who really takes care of me. He never took any chances even when we were just the two of us.

***

Wellcome balinese....

Our plane landed safely this afternoon right at the airport i gusti ngurahrai.

On the plane there was no chatter between me and Byan. Because I never answered what they were asking.

The hotel was not far from the airport. It was only about twenty minutes that we arrived.

Byan got room number 21 and I was right next to room number 20.

Why should I be next to my mind? Was this intentional by byan? It was only fitting that yesterday I wanted to book our lodging but byan refused it. He had already booked another hotel.

"Rest mara, it's eleven o'clock. At one time we'll be gone." Byan went into his room.

Very nice to be him, just a command without being answered willingly or not by me. Of course, he does not want a rejection. You forger boss!

I went into the hotel room, the room was very nice. Must be expensive. It was my first time staying in a luxury hotel. I opened the window curtain, but my eyes were fixed on the beautiful view outside the window. It was just right from earlier it seemed like I heard the sound of waves roaring. This hotel is right next to the beach. It's amazing....

I took a photo of the hotel room at this time, and I immediately sent it via whatsapp message to juna.

[I've arrived...😊]_Asmara

[Are you showing off or insinuating me?]_June

[😀I was just telling.]_Asmara

[Be careful and take care of yourself. Lock the door of the room never forget.]_June

[Are you worried about me?😉]_Asmara

[I'll pick you up soon!]_June

[No need to worry about my arjun, I'm here at work..😉]_Asmara

I waited a few minutes for a reply from Juna, but Juna did not reply. I chose to go to the bathroom to clean my sticky body. After I finished taking a shower, I even braced my tired body. Until not feeling this sleepiness began to take me to sleep.

***

"Chay... Keep an eye on them. Never let your guard down! I don't want anything to happen to Mara." Juna spoke by phone to someone.

"Just calm down, I've told my men to monitor them here brother, don't worry.." Answer chayra.

Chayra is a girl who has been considered as her own sister. They were both raised by aisyah ma'am in an orphanage. Chayra is now in Bali as a manager.

Chayra worked in a jewelry store, such as diamonds, gold, silver, and other jewelry. The jewelry store is owned by Juna. Juna has opened branches in Bali and also Jakarta. But the ownership of this famous jewelry store is not yet known by anyone. Juna is still keeping this a secret..

***

🍒Asmara

At one o'clock in the afternoon, I woke up from my sleep. When I opened my eyes I saw that beside me there was already a man sitting on the edge of the bed.

I was surprised to find Juna in my room. Did I forget to lock the door until he could get into my room?? But I feel like I locked it.

"You're still tired of mara??" Ask juna without guilt.

"Sir, why is it here?" I pulled a blanket over my body. I was very careless, because I only wore sepaha shorts and also a shirt that was none other than a tangtop.

"I called you, you didn't answer. I knocked on the door you didn't open it! And I can get in because you didn't lock your room!" Byan looked at me with a smile.

"Beat out sir. I'll get ready first." My love for him while looking down lamented my carelessness.

"I'm waiting for you outside. Wear the dress I bought yesterday.." Juna stepped out.

After washing my face and putting on a little makeup, I wore a short peach shirt in my signature knee-length skirt suit. I forgot to wear a black blazer. I headed out of the room, I found byan waiting for me at the door.

"Mara's? Why are your clothes so formal.." Byan kept looking at me from top to bottom.

"Are we not going to meet important corporate relations?" My answer.

"Wear that dress yesterday! We'll meet the relationship in the morning!" Answer byan in a resentful tone.

I went back to my room and changed my clothes with the dress that I was asked for. Do the clothes have to be what they want?? You self-destructive boss!!

Byan watched my appearance from top to bottom without a blink of an eye.

"Let's go!.." Byan began to issue his command words that sounded pushy.

"Good sir.."

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