The Love Of A Crazy Boss

Statements

It's been two weeks since my meeting with Ana. Since then, chef Haris has asked for leave. The reason is of course to take care of his wife in the hospital. While Ana who I know was still sitting in class XII could not accompany her mother because she had to study for the national exam preparation.

And from that moment on I started to miss Ana. I don't know what makes me miss him, which I must have missed so much. Oh, my God, is this what's called falling in love.

These two weeks I've been sleeping poorly, eating uncomfortable, working unsettled, all feeling bland.

"Signing brother is sick again malarindu," mocked Ica, my spoiled sister but also pencak silat athletes.

My cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, yes, I was embarrassed to be caught missing someone who didn't even necessarily miss me. Acquaintances are also sudden.

"That's right, brother's cheek is red," he sneered again.

Basic sister no morals, my mind also thrashed beruhnya. Moreover, besides mocking me, the girl also shouted to call mother and then complained to me as if I was a child who made a mistake.

*****

The weather today was very sunny, in contrast to my cloudy gray heart. I set my foot on the door of the hotel lazily, wanting to relax at home. I don't know why I'm so lazy to work today.

At the hotel door I was surprised. Ana, the girl I missed looking at me and smiling at me. I think I should go to the doctor and check my eyes. How can I be like this just because I MISS.

"Good morning, my friend,"

Oh my God, I was dreaming. Kupuk. Plaac. Be ill.

"Mas.. Mas.. That was her cheek why it was hit anyway," Ana looked at me with a hard look to interpret.

"Eh, ka.kamu Ana..... right?" tanyaku stammered and somewhat doubtful as well actually.

"Yes, this is Ana" he said, smiling sweetly.

"Why are you here?" my many.

"Oh, that's loh, I've sent dad. I want to go straight home, but the park in front of the hotel is beautiful. Finally yes gini, I want to enjoy the beauty of God's creation," still with a sweet smile.

"But you're more beautiful" I murmured.

"Ehh, what was that talking about?" Ana was surprised, apparently she listened to my mumble earlier.

"No, there's nothing to say" I replied as I scratched my nape that wasn't really itchy.

Duuhh, I'm so clumsy. If Ana knew what I was saying about her how this is. We just met again after a sudden introduction two weeks ago. Maybe Ana will feel like I'm weird and she won't come any more. Gawat, I need to be able to control myself.

"How's your mother doing?" my question is, I have difficulty controlling my clumsy feeling in front of him, not to mention my heart that feels like it wants to jump here and there.

"Mommy has gone mengingan, has come home from the hospital two days ago, now just outpatient mas," explained Ana.

"I'm sorry I can't look, I'm very busy," my reason, but I'm confused if I visit him, because with chef Haris I'm not familiar.

"Why I'm sorry, I'm no one to make you," he said.

"Who your mother is nobody, she is the wife of chef Haris, the mainstay chef at the hotel restaurant, of course I feel guilty about not being able to visit her," I explained. I don't know if he thinks I'm weird or not.

"Did you always do this to all your employees?" Ana looked at me seriously.

I was stared at suddenly clumsy and misbehaved. God, why do your eyes feel like they want to hypnotize me, my mind.

"Chef Haris why ask for delivery, usually leave alone?" I tried to shift the question.

"I'll have finished the exam, because mom still has to be outpatient so my car is used to send mom, it's impossible if dad is off again," he said.

"So you're going to take chef Haris every day?" askaku expectantly.

"Just send aja mas, if you pick up later there is my brother, because he lectures in the city of S so leave in the morning, go home all father pick up," explained Ana at length.

Yess!! I cheered in my heart. Even if only every morning but nothing, as long as I can still look at the creature created by God this one.

"Mas, I'm back, I'm sorry you're home alone,"

"Heem, be careful, yes" I smiled, and Ana replied with her sweetest smile.

Just a few steps Ana stopped and turned around again.

"Thank you, man" he said.

"For what?" obviously I wonder why he's grateful.

"Because it has been friendly to me, because it helped me at that time, and for the next day," he explained.

I could only smile, while my mind had gone to and fro thinking about the meaning of Ana's last sentence.

*****

During these three weeks my meeting with Ana was quite intense, we got closer even though we only talked for a while in the hotel garden every morning. It's just that until now I still can't express my heart, I'm still waiting for the right time. My cell phone number is not yet.

"Mas has a girlfriend yet?" the first question surprised me.

"Yet" I'm short

"You're gebetan?"

"Nothing" I replied again.

"What kind of girl is your dream?"

"That is like you" I answered, making her cheeks meet.

"Why? Don't like it if my type of dream girl is rich?" only answered with his head, while his cheeks were getting blustery.

"Mas, here," Ana gave me a pink envelope.

"What's this?" I asked, my hand outstretched, taking the envelope from her hand.

"Don't open it now, wait for me to come home" he replied.

After that Ana left me at the park, holding both of her cheeks Ana walked quickly like never before. I just stared at the envelope in surprise.

The next night after finishing dinner I rushed to the room. I was really curious about the contents of the envelope Ana gave me this morning. Slowly I opened, inside there was a piece of matching colored paper, and fragrant. I opened the fold of paper, my smile expanding as I read the writing on the paper.

Dear Mas Ardi's

When I first met you I don't know why this heart always beats erratically.

My heart feels good when I'm next to you. The joy was even difficult to express in words.

While studying even your shadow always bothered me, fortunately I was still able to focus on the exam yesterday.

I seem to have fallen for you, Mas Ardi.

Do you feel the same way as I do?

I don't know why my heart is so sure that you have the same taste as me.

If so, please call me

From the girl who loved you so much

Anandita Wijaya

088765******

Without thinking twice I immediately grabbed my phone lying on the nightstand. I put the number on the letter. How happy I am right now, it turns out Ana has the same feeling as me. Even he was more courageous to express it, unlike me who seemed to buy time.

Tuutts

Tuutts

"Hallo..," there was the sweet voice of Ana from across the street.

"Hallo Ana, it's Ardian,"

Ana was silent, as if waiting for me to say something.

"Hallo Ana, you're still there, right?" I break the silence.

"Yes," he answered.

"About the letter, are you serious about how you feel?" ask me again, to make sure.

"Yes, I'm serious,"

Yesssssss!!! I cheered in my heart, without realizing I had jumped in joy on the bed. I set my breath again.

"Eehhhmmm Ana," I called out to her.

"Yes, um,"

"You don't want to be my girlfriend?"

"Yes, I want to" he replied.

Yeeeesssss, finally my feelings are avenged.My love does not clap one hand.

CONNECT AGAIN, GENGKSS