The Perfect Happiness
The 209 eps
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Clara POVs.
I really didn't expect that I would enter into a family like this. So strong even to look after each other. A family that doesn't distinguish between being a daughter-in-law makes me feel part of them, not an estranged daughter-in-law. They all accept me for what I am. Isn't it hard to get this kind of family?
Especially with a little sister like Tika, I am truly grateful. For 29 years I lived as an only child, wanting to have a brother. And fortunately it was realized with the arrival of Haikal. He even gave me an older brother and a mother as a substitute for my loving mother. I'm really happy.
“Open,” said he told me to open the box.
With a happy taste mixed in I opened the box and how surprised I was when I saw the contents. Looking at Haikal who was smiling at me, I folded my lips together, not believing what I saw.
“Never feel different from us, we are all the same. And you're my sister-in-law, Shilla's sister-in-law. All are good kids, aren't they Mah?” tika said to her mother and then they looked at me.
As soon as the tears appeared and just flowed down this face, I was really lucky to be brought to join this family, to be one of them. I stood up from my chair approaching the two of them, then in an instant I hugged his mother. He was very kind, unlike the words of the person whose mother-in-law always distinguishes between her daughter-in-law and her other children.
“Still, Mah, already want nerima Clara.” I was so moved that my voice shook saying all that. He hugged me. Accompanied by Tika's hand on my shoulder.
This afternoon feels so special to me. Not only because of a set of jewelry given by the mother-in-law, but also because of the way they received my presence. Again I feel very lucky.
After lunch was over, I helped Shilla to compile some cutlery that had been used before after Shilla finished washing it. I dried the cutlery and put it back in a closet. While Tika and bi Mince take care of the children.
“I have to call what?” I say hello to Shilla, she smiles.
“Quite my name, as Tika called me. You are also my sister now.”
This heart was once again filled with excitement upon hearing Shilla say that. I never felt like I had an older sister and this time I had one, even though it was not blood. And Shilla ..he's been nice to me so far, unlike my fellow brothers-in-law out there who are jealous and hateful.
“Hey, why dumbfounded?” reproof Shilla.
I shook my head and felt very happy to get a positive response from Shilla, because only this time I had a conversation with him alone. And this feels good.
After everything was done, Haikal and I immediately said goodbye to return to the office.
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Time seems to be passing by faster. All my work at the office was done just before four in the afternoon. Of course with the help of some of my colleagues on the service front. Like Joanna, Mira Lusia, Arie Kusuma, Cila and also Amelya. If there were none of them, perhaps this work would not be quickly completed.
Tok tok!
“Come in,” I said spontaneously upon hearing the door of my work space being knocked.
Cila's head poked out from behind the door and said, “Excuse me Mba, there are guests. He said he made a promise.”
I scrunched my forehead, it felt like I had no appointment with anyone today. Maybe I forgot about it?
“You asked me what his name was?” I asked Cila.
“Iya, Mba, his name is Raline Siva, he said a representative of the wedding organizer.”
When Cila said that, then I remembered it. Yes, I did have an appointment with that vendor a few days ago who scheduled it for today. “Ah, yes really .. please let her in. Thanks to Cila!” seruku happy.
Not long after a few seconds later, the representative employee of the wedding organizer vendor entered my room and I invited him to sit down and we immediately discussed the arrangement of the event from my wedding plan.
“Sorry yes Mba, because my leader can not attend. He had to go to Surabaya this morning. Because there are some cooperation there that must be completed immediately by him directly.”
“It's okay, I've known Mba Icha Sunny for a long time. He is also my client, so I can understand his busyness. After all there is Mba now that handle. I'm calmer,”.
Then Mba Raline immediately explained some of the processions that are usually included in the wedding series. Which some I choose and some I don't.
“Maybe later to enter his ballroom separately. Because my future husband wants it that way,” I explained.
“Oh yes, it's okay Mba, if you want to separate. Maybe Wednesday, next week, we can meet there? Same with her husband. Let's talk back about the arrangement of the show and the other series. So that we can estimate for personnel supplies guard.”
“Oh yes, we will meet again there, so this floor plan is clearer. Because of the plan for the decor, they started the work on Monday,” suggested.
For over an hour I and the WO have been talking. She explained in detail about everything I asked her. “I was shocked, once Icha's mother appointed me to handle her husband's show. You see, I used to be treated with him,” the story shortly before saying goodbye.
“Then looking at the design of the ballroom of the Raffles hotel, I was afraid, can I handle such a big event? Mr. Haikal is famous in this city. Who does not know with a handsome doctor who led the first hospital in this city.”
Instantly my laughter broke just hearing his words. It turns out that there are so many women out there who admire my future husband. And how lucky I am to have him in a moment.
After that conversation, Raline finally decided to say goodbye because our business was done. I drove him downstairs.
“Hei!” The voice of someone who rebuked me, along with a hand that patted me on the shoulder. Makes me spontaneously turn around after noticing Raline's car slowly leaving the courtyard area of the building.
I was confused to see a woman who had patted me on the shoulder and greeted me. “Sorry, who is it?”
“Jeez, Clara ... Are you following me? It's Dyta, Devia Tatoreh! We used to be neighbors. Small time ...” The woman explained a little about her background.
“Yeah .. We used to hide beside wooden houses in the park, when Dana same Dave nyari us. Inglet no?”
I slowly returned to recall that beautiful memory, the memory of my childhood. “Jeez, Dyta? Dyta who I used to knock on the door of his house to make me play until that night? Which parents often ngomelin me that?”
“Iya really! Holy hooch! You are getting more beautiful?!” The two of us both called out to each other and joined hands and hugged each other. Missing our childhood.
“What are you doing here?” ask her.
“I work here, on the top floor. You alone?”
“I work here too, on the fifth floor, the insurance company. How did I just see you? Is it because I forgot?” I completely forgot his face, because he looked so different.
“No, I've only been accepted for a few months here. You've come home from work?” tanyakanya.
“Udah kok, just my bag is still in the room. I was bringing guests home.”
“What are you going home for? We hang out first yuk! All together like the others. I have their contact!” dyta Tawal.
Dyta nodded her head. Then I told her I was going home in a taxi but as soon as she heard that, she instead offered to drive me home after we had finished gathering and met the others.
I immediately asked her permission to go back upstairs to pick up the bag and asked her to wait for me here. He's agreed. After that, we went to a famous coffee shop to immediately contact other friends.
Along the way Dyta recounts the struggles of his life until he finally got his current job. Dyta is a cheerful and sociable person. His nature in childhood was happy guyon was still felt until now.
“A few days ago, I met Jovanka loh! I also asked for his phone number.”
Then I told him about my meeting with Jovanka at one of the malls. However, Dyta suddenly seemed lazy to listen to him until he finally said something that made me astonished.
“You do not know what if Jovanka is simple om-om tajir?”
“Hah?!” I was really surprised to hear that, because I really didn't know anything about them since I moved out of the old house.
“Idiih yes, try deh yes, then ask the same Riska trus same Luna as well. They just know, even they have seen Jovanka out of the hotel hand-held om-om tuir!”
“What's tuir?” many confused.
“Tuir is old. Om-om aged.”
After that we continued the conversation in one of the coffee shops until Riska and Luna came. The four of us gave up longing, talked about many things about childhood, even Luna always teased me by mentioning Dave's name. Yes, Dave was our old boyfriend who was too naughty and ignorant. But compared to Dave, I like his sister, Dana better. Because he is very soft and also looks calm.
But all of that is just the past. Little memories that make me happy. Feeling happy, but not after our parents all slowly decided to move out of the neighborhood one by one. For reasons I never knew and never asked my parents.
“Oh yes, I forgot something.” I immediately took my bag that was placed behind me sitting down and took out three pieces of my wedding invitation. Then share them one by one.
They were surprised and cheered. Called for their distrust of the invitation.
“This is serious?” exclaim Luna.
“Do not joke!” Dyta rounded her eyes to look at me.
“Iya ih, the first time to meet again has been given an invitation like this?” Riska.
I smiled and nodded my head. “Yes, I'm getting married in ten days. And that's an invitation for you, don't miss!”
The three of them still did not expect what I said. Until I finally got back to the invitation and wrote their names there. Yes, I still remember the full names of all of them. Dyta Tatoreh's. Ayunda Risk. And the other one is Luna Vivian. The childhood friend who made my childhood memory so happy and meaningful.
We didn't feel like we spent the night. Talking about many things until returning to talk about Jovanka's dark life.
Luna knows everything, because before Jovanka's parents died, they both still often met. But as soon as Jovanka lives alone, Luna sees a strange twist on her. Which suddenly Jovanka no longer accepts Luna coming to her house. Not to mention Luna who saw several cars that often went in and out of Jovanka's house that was fenced in concrete.
And when we were busy talking about it all of a sudden my phone in the bag rang.
🎶
Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday
We chilled on Sunday
I met this girl on Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday
We chilled on Sunday
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It was a phone call from Haikal. I immediately asked them for permission to receive the call.
“Hallo?”
Haikal asked me where I was right now and I told him that I was still hanging out with my friends. Because before I left, I sent him a message, which I said if I didn't have to pick me up this afternoon after work.
“Iya, very soon. Yes, it's okay if you pick me up here. Let me know you guys as well as I used to. Yes, I wait. Bye.” I immediately ended the phone call.
“Prospective husband you want to come here?” ask Dyta.
I'm nodding. “Yes, I guess you don't have to bother to anterin me home.”
“But he'll be here first, right? Know us, who knows when we meet on the street. So it's not wrong to put the feed.” Riska tease. The four of us laughed again. I understood the terms spoken by him, because they were still single.
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Hayoooo this time whose name did you guys appear?? 🤭 Sorry didn't say and didn't get permission before. I just want to thank you guys, because you guys often comment on each chapter. And for those who have not/unnamed, I also thank you still. Maybe I will mention it in the next episode or in the script of Belonging to Other Women and my later works.
Because finding a full name for a character is very difficult for me. It took days. But with your name, I came up with this idea and felt more helped.
Once again thank you to all the readers 💋
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