The Soul Must Be Together

The Soul Must Be Together
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Although annoyed. Dirly did what Dedy said. Because I have no other choice now. He had to accept this bitterness willingly.


Dirly approached Amelia and Anggun. With a friendly face, as well as a sweet smile, she greeted the two.


"Can we talk somewhere else? I can't discuss anything important in a fairly open public place like this." Amelia spoke to the point. Because he really wants to have a serious conversation with Dirly right now.


"could. Just not now. You see, I'm at work, not right now. So, I can't just leave."


"Yes that is it. You guys meet him tomorrow. Since you want to talk about a deal, what if you talk at the office." Grace has always been a mediator for Amelia when she talks.


"I agree. You can come to my office tomorrow afternoon. I'm waiting for."


"Wait on! Why should I be in the office? I don't like too formal places like offices to discuss personal matters. So, why not in a restaurant or in a public place, but who can talk privately. Like, that restaurant that has a VIP room?"


Amelia glanced at Anggun for a moment. Then refocus on Dirly who is in front of him.


"Alright if that's what you want. We'll meet at the restaurant tomorrow afternoon. Restaurants around my office. The restaurant is called."


"OKAY. Deal," said Dirly as he stretched out his hand to shake his hand. Amelia welcomed the hand. But, just for a moment. Because Amelia pulled that hand out quickly.


"Oh yes. You guys play it together. Don't know each other's names yet? You see, I asked you you didn't know her name yet, did Mel?"


"Oh yes, yes. We don't know each other yet. I also forgot to ask your name, young lady. I'm Dirly." Again, Dirly extended her hand to Amelia.


"Amel."


"Huh? Aja amel?" ask Dirly mocked.


"Amelia Sutomo's full name." Graceful to explain.


"Su-Sutomo?"


"Yes. Wh why? Do you know the Sutomo family?" ask Anggun with a curious tone.


"No. I don't know. It's just, like I've heard that name. And, it seems, that name is really no stranger to me. But unfortunately, I don't remember ever hearing where."


"Eat him, so the man should not forget. Solved ever heard anywhere can forget." Amelia is also teasing Dirly now.


"Well, his name is also human, ma'am. It is natural to forget often. You see, there are a lot of things to remember. Aye?"


"It's as if you're all."


"Let's go home, Gun. It's malem."


"Huh? Going home? You guys say it's night? It's only ten o'clock. Still got plenty of time to have fun now."


"For people who don't have a job. But not with us, Dad. Ten o'clock is too late." Amelia spoke in an emphatic tone to Dirly.


Dirly who deliberately teased it was like she wanted to laugh at the upset attitude of Amelia. But, as hard as he could hold it so as not to cause more debate.


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The two almost went to the restaurant. In fact, there was no contact agreement after last night. However, it was the same as the person who was really making a pact.


"Well .. mbak. Same new arrival. People really made a pact with us."


"Can't you call me no more, Mas? Just call Amelia. Why did you ask me my name yesterday if at the end you called me mbak also."


"Don't be so angry, Amelia. I'm not good at calling you names. You see, you also still call me by the name of mas-mas continue. Feels like this fryer with me."


"Mm .. yes. We agreed to call just a name. Starting from this second, you and I call each other names."


"Again" said Dirly with a happy smile.


"Let's start talking seriously. May I know the background of your daily life?"


"What's important, my background?"


"of course. Even though we're only going through a contract marriage, but I also want to know who my contract marriage partner is."


"Amelite. I was a child thrown out of the family. I don't think you need to know much about my family background. It's enough that we discuss about what agreements we must both agree on as long as we undergo contract marriage status."


Amelia remained silent for a moment. Actually justifying what Dirly said just now. After all, Dirly looked very sad when she mentioned that she was a discarded child. Because of that, Amelia chose to follow what Dirly said. Ignore the family background and focus on the affairs of the two of them.


"Well, if that's what you're saying. We will discuss what agreements we have to make. Here, I bring paper and pen. You can write whatever agreement you want. I am the same."


Amelia took out two blank white papers and two pens from her bag. Then, he handed the paper and pen to Dirly.


"Now, please write whatever you want."


Dirly did not welcome what Amelia gave. He was even speechless with eyes that looked focused towards Amelia. It made Amelia a little misbehavior due to groggy. However, he could control himself as soon as possible.


"Hey! Even daydream again." Amelia spoke as she flicked the paper into Dirly's face. It suddenly made Dirly aware of what he was thinking to make him daydream.


"Ah, sorry-sorry. I accidentally lost control."


"Lost control? What the hell are you saying this?"


"I just wanted to say one thing. You with this formal dress look more mature. In fact, when wearing a dress last night looks quite young. And ... when we first met, it looked so sweet in the casual clothes of that time. Looks very compatible with your age now."


"Hey .. we're talking about contract marriage. Not about fashion. Anyway, yes, the time I wear casual clothes when I'm working. You are really this."


"But you will be more beautiful with the casual clothes you wear. Because it fits perfectly with your age now."


"Hello .. mas-mas. Please don't talk about anything that isn't important right now. I have to go back to the office to work. Understood?"


"Mm .. yes yes. All right, you're super busy."


After speaking, Dirly immediately focused on the paper and pen in front of him. While Amelia, she was smiling at the thought of the words Dirly said just now. To be honest, those words were enough to make an Amelia lose her memory for a moment.