The Marriage Order

Birthday Cake

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My phone is shaking on the table. That little thing interrupted my meeting with the company officials that afternoon. I glanced for a moment, a call from Indira waiting to be answered by me. Suddenly I ignored it because this meeting was so important to discuss about the plummeting of our share price as a result of a criminal act committed by one of the Mahardika family.

I took a long breath. I shouldn't have to go to this meeting. I'm still traumatized about it. Satya is now in custody.

Two missed calls, notifications on my phone screen. I got up from my seat, walked outside the room. I called back Indira

"Sher, I'm in the lobby of your office."

"Well?"

"Kangenlah! Want to see you can't, huh?"

"Can, but I'm in a meeting, Dir."

"So soon, please!"

"Okay, I'm down."

I walked out of the room into the lobby. The pregnant woman was sitting on a long sofa waiting. I approached him too.

"What's up, Dir?"

Dira spontaneously hugged me without words. I see him confused. What's wrong with her?

"Thank God you're safe! I just found out from Rey's sister that you were kidnapped two days ago."

"Oh ... Mr Rey told you about it?" sahutku flat.

"Yes Sher. I am so grateful to have a sister like her" he said.

"Sister or ex-girlfriend?" ledek.

Dira let go of his embrace, "Don't be so soft. It's been a long time, Sher." Indira blurted her lips in anger.

"So angry, huh? If I am angry I stay. There's still a lot of work to do." I saw my watch.

"Eits .. don't be. I'd like to ask you to help." Indira pulled my hand.

"Today is my birthday. Help me make a birthday cake for nyokap."

I patted my own forehead, saying, "Dira, you don't have to cheat on me. I made coffee a month ago. This is even told to help you make a cake, which is not a cake batter, but asphalt dough."

"Hahaha .. kocak also lo, Sher." Indira laughs. "In short, I need a story. You know that I don't have any friends."

"Well, if the reason is real. But I'll be home from work."

"Ready," replied Indira.

I got up from my seat. Glancing at my watch that already showed at four in the afternoon. One hour to go home.

I took my phone. Making a call to Brother Baruna. He hasn't called me since this morning. Finally he answered my call.

"What's up, baby?"

"You don't miss me, do you? I haven't called at all."

"Of course I miss. I just finished, my dear. Just wanted a phone call, already been called by you."

"Yes. Oh yeah, I'm going home from work to Indira's. She invited me to make a birthday cake for her mom. You want to come with me?"

"No need. I'll just pick you up."

"Yes already. I'll let you know when I get home."

"Yes, you're careful on the road."

"Yes dear."

I don't think the time for the office hours has come. Indira and I were in the car. A driver drove us. The streets that afternoon were not too jammed. We arrived sooner than expected.

But, hey .. This isn't Indira's house. Whose house is this?

I turned to Indira, looking at her with anxiety, "Dira, where are you taking me? Aren't we going to your house?"

I nodded.Indira just smiled. We both got out of the car and went into the house.

Aina's Aunty House means Mr. Reynand's house. What if Brother Baruna finds out I'm here? He won't let me go.

Indira walks into Aunt Aina's room. I followed him from behind. It looks like the woman is leaning on her bed.

"Mama!" Indira hugs affectionate Aunt Aina.

I stood behind him carrying a bag of groceries. Aunt Aina rolled her eyes at me. He's a little bit smiling.

"Sheryl," he said.

"Yes, Mom." I approached him, bowing his head in a hand.

"What wind are you guys coming in here?" ask Aunt Aina.

"We want to make a birthday cake for you, Ma," replied Indira spoiled.

"Yes make it good, yes" replied Aunt Aina.

"Of course, Mom**!"

Indira and I walked out of the room into the kitchen. Indira started busy making cake batter. I helped him break some eggs. But because I couldn't, I failed to separate some of the eggs from the yolk.

"Sheryl, what did I say?"

"Yes, you need a story meeting" I said.

"Well, that's why you're sitting on that bench." Indira pointed to a bar stool. I told him to sit there.

"Not good dong watch you make cake," I refused.

"If it's not good not to eat," replied Indira origin.

"Huuu," I cheered.

Indira laughed and then suddenly she asked, "What do you think, Rey's sister?"

"Sir Reynand?"

"Yes. Who else do you think?"

"I, like a dry kanebo," I answered briefly. "Why do you have my opinion? Who knows him better, Dir."

"Just a prank. Try not fiancee Baruna, I love you same him," said Dira.

"You mean?"

"Ah is nothing. I'm just from a chat, Sher. I doain lo marriage with Baruna smoothly. Amen."

"Amen. Thank you, Dir."

Looks like Dira just said she wanted to match me with her brother. I didn't hear wrong, did I**?

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps heard getting louder and faster walking towards the kitchen. I looked back. Mr. Reynand is standing behind me still wearing his work shirt.

"Sore Sir!" my broom.

"Hmm .. afternoon." He walked up to grab a glass from inside the shelf and poured some water into it.

"Hi Brother! How is his job today? Smoothly?"

Mr. Reynand did not reply Indira, he drank a glass of water until it was gone. Then add it again to two glasses. He was like someone who had just gotten lost in the hot desert.

"Thirst as it seems. Is it hot outside?" Indira looked out the window, but heavy rain was pouring down her yard.

I watched Mr. Reynand's strange behavior with a confused look. The atmosphere became silent for a moment.

Indira who saw us then tried to break the silence, teasing the brother by applying whip cream to his sister's nose while laughing.

Mr. Reynand who was surprised at the behavior of his brother immediately laughed and replied to his sister, rubbing whip cream onto the cheeks of his sister's gembil. I who noticed them only smiled holding back a laugh.

Suddenly Mr. Reynand came up to me smearing that soft whip cream right on my lips. He stopped laughing and took a tissue, quickly wiped the remaining whip cream off my lips.