The New Chapter Of My Life

Episode 32 The Wedding Plan

After the application procession was carried out on Sunday, the next morning, Khalis continued to work as usual. Only, this time his mood seemed brighter than the previous days. The stiff face also seemed to start slacking, marked by the expression of his face that was no longer flat, but looked cheerful.

It also makes the employees amazed by the sudden change of their superiors known as the Fridge Boss.

That morning, Khalis arrived ahead of schedule because he wanted to finish his work first, before he fulfilled an appointment with the wedding organizer at the Royal Ambarukno Hotel. Arriving at the office, he took the time to greet the main guard of his dealer first.

"Assalamualaikum, good morning everyone," Khalis said as he passed the front desk employees, which made them look.

Then, the front desk officers answered with astonishment, "Wa'alaikumsalam, good morning, Mr ?"

Hearing the tone of the question to the greetings of his employees, Khalis stopped his steps, then asked, "Tok happy morning with a question mark? Aren't you sure it's morning or noon ?"

The front desk officer also answered nervously, "Emm anu sir, emm not uh anu Pak ...."

"Anu, what's anu ?" investigate Khalis by frowning him.

"No papa, Mr Boss ! Good morning and good work, sir!" tell one of them.

"Thank you, happy work too. Spirit !" khalis said as he clenched his hands upward with a smile, then he immediately headed for his room.

The employees looked at each other and some even patted his cheeks.

"Is really? Not a dream, seriously it's Fridge Boss Sir who's smiling ?"

"If it's a dream, it means we dream together."

"This is the most beautiful mirage during Mr. Boss being the leader here" said another.

While front desk officers were in the process of examining what had just happened, Khalis was in his study and was reading the report files last week, before he signed it.

Shortly thereafter, Dimas arrived and immediately headed to the manager's room, but his steps were halted by the excitement of the conversation at the front office.

"Is there anything exciting ?" ask Dimas.

"Eh Mr. Dimas, yes sir there is. Masa' earlier boss sir suddenly hit us ? That's it, say gini, happy work too, spirit !"

"It's weird, sir. What is the same Boss, huh ? How can that be ?"

Dimas also scrunched his forehead, then tilted his head while turning his eyeballs upwards. Then without saying anything, he walked into the manager's room, thinking, What's wrong ? Yes what is it ? How can you, spirit, that ? Boss sir, really?

Dimas entered Khalis' office immediately after he knocked on his door.

"Assalamualaikum, morning sir," said Dimas.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, good morning. Sit down" Khalis said.

Dimas pulled the chair beside him.

Without further ado, Khalis made his plans that morning.

"Dim, at half-ten, I'm out. I'll be back after lunch. All the files I need to sign are done, now you continue the process" Khalis told Dimas.

"Good, sir."

"Oiya, I want a week off, from the twelfth to the nineteenth. Please, you rearrange all meetings, before or after my leave. Oiya, one more, please order a black CRV, matic. If you can, get ready on the ninth," pinta Khalis.

"Want to change cars ?" ask Dimas.

"Yes, I need a bigger one. It's not nice if I borrow an office car back and forth, like now, when the family from Jakarta comes" Khalis replied.

"Today I also paid for the car" Khalis continued.

"Cash or...?"

"Cash."

"Well, sir," Dimas replied.

"Oiya sir, would you like to use the movie's glass promo ?" ask Dimas.

"May, the front oiya is 40% darkness, the back 60%" Khalis said.

"Good, sir."

"Eh sir, I'm sorry to ask ?" ask Dimas.

"You ask, yes just ask," Khalis replied without looking at Dimas because his eyes were staring at the computer in front of him.

"Hmm, sir, what was in the lobby ? Said his father nyapa front officer, use a smile and spirit !?" tanya Dimas is complete with imitating spirit hand movements.

Khalis smiled and turned to Dimas, saying, "Hmm I'm happy, that's the reason why."

"Alhamdulillah, you can be happy too !"

"Yes, dong ! and it would be even happier, if this work is completed quickly before I leave" Khalis replied with emphasis and a sharp eye.

"Oh well, Sir ! Ready, carry out !" said Dimas who then rushed to his room.

Khalis soon resumed his work, before he headed to where his wedding reception would be held later. Then, in the middle of the busyness, the notification on his phone also reads. It says Dona's name on the origin of the message, making Khalis smile back.

Mas, I went to the hotel, wrote WA Dona's message to Khalis.

Reading the beginning of the word of the message made Khalis misbehaved, he repeatedly read it because he did not want to mistake.

"Wait, Mas...she wrote it Mas ? For me, really ?!" he continued to look at his cell phone.

His heart was also flowery, until he felt a suddenly very beautiful world in front of him. He twirled his chair like a child getting an ice cream gift.

Then, once he can control his emotions, he immediately replies, Okay, I'll be there soon, there's still a little business in the office.

Dona immediately read the reply of his message, then he told his parents.

"Mas Khalis is still in the office, soon to his hotel" Dona told his parents.

"Eh has changed his call," Dona's mother's tease that makes Dona blush.

"Yes, then we go first" said Dona's father.

The three immediately headed to the Ambarukno Hotel and when they got there, they waited for Khalis' arrival in the Main Lobby. Before long, Khalis and her parents arrived and walked up to Dona.

"Assalamualaikum" said Khalis and his parents.

Dona and her parents replied, "Wa'alaikumsalam."

"How about we just go straight," Khalis asked.

Without answering him, Dona gave a code for Khalis to walk first and then he followed him from behind, to the office of the wedding organizer Royal Ambarukno. Arriving there, they were greeted by a young woman.

"Good morning, I'm Anindhita consultant WO, how can I help you ?"

"I am Khalis Ghiban and this is my future wife, Dona Aqeela" Khalis replied.

"Oh Mr. Khalis with Dona's mother. Hmm yesterday we noted for booking the date nine at ten o'clock in the morning with, in the Grand Ballroom room with a capacity of 1000 invitations."

"Yes, right. But, there are other days or hours that are empty, no ?" ask Khalis.

"Hmm, sorry sir, all weekends are full booked up to the next three months. Thank God there is still an empty schedule because your booking is quite sudden," replied Anindhita.

"Oh well, then," said Khalis.

"What theme will be used for the recipe ? We have examples of themes that can be used at your wedding reception" Anindhita said while showing a photo album containing examples of wedding themes.

Without seeing her first, Dona immediately answered her quickly, "International wedding."

"Well," Anindhita replied while checking the list on her paper.

"For color?" ask Anindhita again while showing her photos.

"White" Khalis replied.

"Dongker for the accent" Dona added.

Dona and Khalis take turns deciding about their wedding reception, without discussing with their parents, this makes the accompanying parents feel unneeded.

"What are we here for?" dona's mother asked Khalis's mother.

"To wriggle them both, which encouragement," replied Khalis' mother while shaking her head watching the child and his future ex.

"What will their marriage be like? Both are equally fierce" asked Dona's mother.

"At least, there is one who doubles as a comedian," joked Khalis' mother who made the two laugh.

Then in the middle of the discussion, Dona suddenly wants a different location of the contract.

"Sir, if for the place of marriage contract, can not be in a different room, let the nuance is different?"

"In a moment," Anindhita replied as she flipped open her notebook.

"Everything is full, but there is one outdoor place, in the side garden, it is also commonly used as a place for a wedding contract or garden party," Anindhita replied while showing photos of outdoor weddings.

"For the capacity of the party garden, a maximum of two hundred invitations," explained Anindhita.

Dona also saw the photos one by one and he decided to make a wedding ceremony with the theme of the garden party and at the time when Dona was considering the location and time of the marriage contract procession, suddenly the voice of WO's phone rang.

"I'm sorry, I got this call first" Anindhita said.

"Please."

A few minutes later, Anindhita had finished the conversation on the phone and brought good news to Khalis and Dona.

"Alhamdulillah, deal," they both answered.

"To do it on Saturday morning or to keep Friday?" ask Anindhita.

"Remain Friday morning, nine o'clock. For my commitment I asked for 300 invitations" replied Khalis.

"If only for three hundred invitations, it could be outdoor, garden party. We still provide tents with AC and fans" explained Anindhita.

"Okay, the morning Friday at nine to eleven, the garden party," Khalis decided.

The mother and father duo could only look at these two children from behind.

"It turns out we're not needed" Khalis' father said.

"It seems so," Dona's father thought the same.

Khalis then showed a photo of the wedding decorations he sent to Dona, at the time of the proposal yesterday.

"Sir, for the decoration of a model like this, can you?"

"Allah can do it, sir."

"Oiya, for male and female guests, we ask to be separated or given a barrier" Khalis said.

"Well sir, usually we use ornamental plants as partitions, like this," said Anindhita while showing photos of various models of partition decoration. Khalis and Dona also agreed to choose a Japanese-style partition with an accent of cherry tree painting.

"Then, is there a special request for other decorations, such as flowers, photo spots or others ?"

"I ask for flowers that are used in shades of white, 75% white, the rest pink and blue," replied Dona.

"Hmm, what kind of photo spot is that, huh ?" ask Khalis.

Anindhita also shows examples of mini studio decorations that are intended for invited guests and families to capture their moments.

"This photo pot we usually install near the reception desk or outside the reception area, so as not to interfere with the course of the event," explained Anindhita.

"Oh, the spot for narcissistic people, don't be Ma'am," Dona declined.

"But this photo spot is much in search and..."

"No need, Ma'am. Let the guests who are looking for their own photos, do not need to be given a place," Dona cut.

"Good, so no photo spots, yeah. Then, for the wedding dress is there already?"

Khalis then showed a photo of the wedding dress that Dona had chosen.

"Not yet, but we want something like this."

"We are working with several designers, there are several examples of Muslim bridal clothing" Anindhita said, showing photos of Muslim brides.

After looking around, the two decided to wear an ivory-white long cocoa suit for Khalis and a lace dress with matching colors for Dona.

"Will this rent or make a new one?" ask Anindhita.

"Hire it, if you make it later mubadzir, it will not kepake anymore," replied Dona.

"Hmm, actually we have the latest model, but it is still in the process of working, after it is just finished. How about the day after noon, at 13:00, you two fittings directly here. For the parents of the bride and groom we also provide."

"We don't need to, just want to marry," said Dona's mother.

"Trus, what will you wear?" ask Dona.

"Anyway, you relax" replied Dona's mother.

After almost two hours of discussion, finally all the needs of the event and the reception of the widow and widower was finished.

"All right, as have all. Later if there is a shortage or change, can contact me at this number, said Anindhita while handing her business card.

"Well, thank you" replied Khalis and Dona.

Khalis and Dona also left the WO office, followed by both pairs of parents.

"That same Father Mother is here for what? see you two?" protest Khalis' father.

"No papa sir. Oiya, I already videotaped you two" said Khalis' mother.

"Video what Mom?" ask Khalis.

"Let's send in the group."

"What group?" tanya Khalis who felt she did not have a group chat with her parents.

"Ooo there is no. Yes, you made a group WA, it's gents, Khansa, Dzaky and Dona. I'll send the video there."

"Good, Mom."

"Eh, lunch first, in Amplaz aja, you guys," suggested Khalis' mother.

"Eighth, I'm laper!" exciting Dona.

"October eight?" ask Khalis' mother.

"Eight and more than seven, agreed," Dona replied casually.

"Mom, stay away from Dona! I'm going straight to the office, I'm having lunch at the office !" khalis whisper.

"Why, what's wrong?" khalis' mother asked not to understand.

With a whisper back, Khalis replied, "If Dona has started joking, I can not get close, it feels like I want to halalin immediately, so rather than adding sin, mengindian me back to the office."

"Sorry, I have to go back to the office. Assalamu'alaikum," Khalis's pamphlet soon passed towards the parking lot.

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

After Khalis passed, Dona just said, "Laaa is working on him, isn't this already a break ? Did he go back to freezer mode, didn't he melt ?"

Khalis' mother chuckled at Dona's question, then, embracing her shoulder, she said, "Don, you must be careful if you are Khalis."

"Be careful? Be careful why, ma'am ?" ask Dona.

"Hmm Khalis also has his weaknesses and his weaknesses are here, so like Superman met krypton, he will weaken. Similarly, Khalis when met with the cause of his weakness, he became unable to think clearly and could be out of control if not controlled, so he chose to return to the office, which is neutral territory for her" explained Khalis' mother.

"Hmm well, even though I don't know what you're talking about, but with Superman, I'm trying to understand it" Dona said later.

Then there was the sound of the humble dzuhur adhan, Dona's father also invited to perform Dzuhur prayer first.

"We better pray in the mosque first, after that we have lunch" said Dona's father.

Meanwhile, after congregational prayers at the mosque near his office, Khalis immediately returned to his room.

"Lho sir, you don't have lunch?" ask Dimas.

"Later after I check these files. You eat, don't wait for me" replied Khalis without looking at Dimas.

"What do I want to order, sir ?" ask Dimas.

"Hmmm whatever... "

Then, the notification on HP Khalis reads, the name of Dona is listed on the new message he received.

I bought lunch, went to the office via ojol.

Syukron, Khalis replied.

"No need to Dim, soon my lunch will arrive. You eat first."

"Okay sir, thank you, I'm sorry" said Dimas who then left Khalis's office.

While waiting for his lunch delivery, Khalis made the WA group as his mother requested.

Shortly after, her mother shared a video of herself and Dona during a meeting with the WP party, captioned, The couple are equally fierce, the same boss in his work, no pleasantries, no pleasantries, get to the core of the problem. Hopefully also directly ber'baby'.

Khalis also opened the video, he laughed watching himself and Dona who did not look like a couple who were getting married, but more like they were discussing work.

Before long, Khansa commented, Wadau Mas ! want a wedding or a coordination meeting at the office ? You both look fierce ! smile, where's the smile ? ciyusan wants to get married ?! will your daily life be filled with plenary meetings ?!

Dona ma'am, show me your errorm ! khansa.

Dona commented, What's wrong? what is this, huh? how am I here? i'm kidnapped! whyyy?! why am I here? explain it!

Khalis' mother, who was sitting next to Dona, immediately replied to Dona's comments.

Because you made a mistake, so I did the kidnapping, which was helped by your future husband.

Oo I can't believe you conspired to kidnap me !

But then, Nunsewu Bu, maturnuwun nggih for his abduction, Dona added.

Oh that video? was I so mesmerizing that mom captured that moment?

Khalis read it with endless laughter. Then he replied, Don, his laughter please postponed until it is done dong ! Please!

Hmmm means eleven days from now. All right countdown mode to go back to being a comedian, activated! in the meantime I will follow the request of Mr. Fridge Boss, to be a refrigerator like him, type Dona.

Uh, even joking again ! khalis Protest.

Yes sorry sir, uh Mas, uh who would. Oiya, I haven't watched myself, ntar ya ma'am, make a spectacle before going to bed tonight, replied Dona.