The Long Way to Be a CEO

The Long Way to Be a CEO
The Morning Mentari



The morning sun burst into the room from behind the window curtain . warm and blinding to the eyes, it did not feel like getting out of bed this morning because of some things, it was, and last night I stayed up unable to sleep, thinking a lot about what would happen today. Let it be, I'm too sleepy just because of the sunlight. Please give me a little time to continue sleeping on my bed this morning.


Tok..


The door of the room was knocked by someone, although the sound was very disturbing, I did not care about it. But when someone opened the door and walked towards me, I realized his careful steps. Maybe it was Indira who wanted to wake me up.


“Shaaaaa.. let's get up.!!”.


“Bangunnnn.. Come breakfast!” he kept shouting loudly once, maybe it will be heard in another room.


“5 More minutes yes.” I'm pulling the blanket until it covers my head.


“Basic Idler!” this familiar voice must have been Finna, and the two of them just casually walked into the man's room.


“hemmmm.”


“Build.. Build..!!” he was getting more and more brave to scream and his hands were very ignorant tickling my waist, unable to bear the amused, I pulled his hand and his body fell into my arms.


“HEH. Still morning was willing to be friendly” Finna increasingly sewot because my behavior pulled Indira's body fit my arms.


“Hehehe.. sorry sorry sorry.” says.


“Awhile, I want to wash my face first”.


I had to get up from the padded bed that accompanied me tonight to the bathroom. After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I walked towards the two of them who were standing at the front door of the room.


“Come Breakfast..” ajaku to them.


“Basic.!” Finna glares at me.


“Already... let's go to the dining room.” Rania took my hand and also finna hand to the dining room, there was already her father Indira and Bu Yanti who were serving breakfast menu on the table.


This morning breakfast menu, chicken porridge made by Bu yanti, tastes good with yellow chicken broth sauce. We ate and enjoyed the meal.


“How was his sleep last night?” he looked at me and Finna who was a guest in this house, just a pleasant talk from the host.


“Thanks very well pak” My answer is a little lie, even though I stayed up last night until 3 o'clock just fell asleep, and at this time I am still very sleepy.


“Indira kept chatting, so we slept at 2 pak” Finna glanced at Indira who was busy eating chicken porridge in her bowl.


“EH.. koq I was wronged, you yourself even continue to confide right..” Indira did not want to lose because finna deliberately brought his name, just mocked.


“hahaha. Papah glad you have a good friend, thank you son finna already want to accompany my spoiled son this”. He said to Finna and smiled gently at his son who continued eating, pretending not to hear his father's words.


The lively susana in the dining room was something I had never felt all this time, after I left the house, things like that are missing from my life and eating more of my own food at a subscription stall near rent.


After finishing eating, Indira's father advised me to hand over the identity documents to his secretary to take care of all the administrative needs of the marriage, he said, so later Indira and I had to go to the religious affairs office with her father's secretary to register for the marriage. Most likely, we will get married in the future, and I do not need to worry about everything because after the registration process, the secretary of his father Indira will prepare all our wedding needs.


Even so I have to inform rania related to this, because later I can not go to the office anymore. In order for everything to remain monitored, I also have to ensure the preparation of launching my application which is the main product of the company. That way rania will not be confused in handling preparations as long as I do not enter the office.


“Sha, let's get ready. Pak yanto is waiting in front of”. Mr. Yanto who Indira means is the personal secretary of his father, he is preparing a car with the driver preparing to go to the office of religious affairs as his father Indira said earlier.


I rushed to the bathroom and shower lightning fast, and changed into neat clothes to be more formal because I wanted to come to the government agency in this city. When I finished, Indira and I went with Yanto to the KUA office and left Finna alone at home.


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Not until 1 hour of the wedding ceremony process, we immediately went home and handed the business there to Pak Yanto to be completed sooner and tomorrow we can have our simple wedding in this house.


Although it is just a simple wedding, but this morning, a lot of people who want to prepare a wedding. The location of ijab qobul will take place in the garden of a house large enough to accommodate about 50 people. In the park are available chairs wrapped in clean white cloth and also made a mini stage for my wedding venue and Indira.


“Papah seems to want to make a small-time reception sha. sorry yes so like this”.


“I think it would just be regular ijab-qobul without the need for any event like this”. Even so there is a little bit of pleasure to be seen from Indira's face, it's okay if everything can be done well, I will not protest or anything, as long as everyone can enjoy the moment we both.


“We follow what your father wants just baby.” my words calm Indira.


“You've arrived?” Finna walked towards us from behind who was also willing to watch the wedding venue later.


“iya in KUA only briefly. the rest is the same sir yanto, so we can go straight to home”. Answer Indira.


“So I have prepared a gift for you guys lohh” said finna. It seemed as long as we were gone he had already prepared something as our wedding gift.


“What fin..” I asked a little curious about the gift.


“Later!. The wedding has not. Be patient..!” he ruffled his waist glaring at me.


“hahahhah, already.we chat above yuk” Indira just take us to the balcony of his house. It's quieter away from the noise of people preparing for tomorrow's event.


Limbun trees cover the sun on the balcony, a calm atmosphere like this is indeed very suitable to enjoy tea dishes and sweet cakes while chatting together. Very nice and quiet house. I have only been living in this house for one day.


“Sha, have you told your friends, maybe to Stefan?” indira asked, she made me aware of this important matter at the right time, I had to call Stefan even though he was in Japan it would be unfair not to tell him this important news.


“Hallo, how in japan?” I called Stefan who was on his honeymoon in Japan enjoying his special days together with his wife.


“Bro.. tomorrow I want to marry Indira”. My words were steady without a doubt and followed by a shriek that hurt the ears because of the shock of Stefan hearing the news of my marriage.


I explained everything in detail why it could be impromptu like this, all this because his father Indira and I followed the wishes of his parents and I think there is a point also to get married as soon as possible, after all if you need a large reception can be later, the most important thing is that we are now legal as a couple who love each other.


Many times Stefan cursing on the phone because of my news, I was worried because he could be desperate to go straight back to Indonesia because of this.


“Not necessary, you just pray. You guys are fine in Japan, greetings to Medina”. My best friend is very expressive in expressing what he thinks, many times my ears hurt because of his voice that screams loudly.


I am so grateful to have such good friends and to be able to back up when I need them. Even at my wedding, none of my friends can invite because the event is too tight.


Let it be, may tomorrow run smoothly and legally as the only man who will accompany Indira until we grow old.


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