The Tomboy's

Fiza : Double Job

Since I have a cell phone, my job has been a little easier. I don't have to stop by at Budhe Harsono's. Maybe he felt guilty because last Sunday night, I had to go home late last night.

Some budhe are weird. Why am I being told to escort the big baby boy until nightfall. Budhe can video call to check what his son is doing, with whom, and where. Aye no?

But instead of coming to the Harsono family house, I was often on video calls morning, noon, night by budhe. It's like taking medicine, man? The reason budhe sih kangen the same prospective mantu. Wehehehe.

As always, my job in Aksa's office is to make coffee in the morning. After that I will be oppressed by the man both word and deed. But then again, my affection and love for bokap can make me stay steadfast in the face of the big baby boy named Aksa.

I assume Aksa is my killer lecturer who is giving lecture material as well as practice. Science not found in formal schools. Isn't that right, man?

I try to enjoy it, especially every break in the cafeteria, many girl friends in the office who call me. It feels like my sugar.

If the day is occupied by the brother. Later that night, I was disturbed by my sister. Yuna asked me to help her stalking Ig Gebetannya named Sean.

The love story in adolescence is very interesting. But I missed that moment. Because when I was in High School, I was always a dream of female students, both from my own school environment and from other schools. Though I obviously went to school wearing a uniform skirt.

Even at work, I'm also an idol to women, man! Big baby boy so more and more sirik just see me surrounded by beautiful women who are still single or who have been double.

I want how else. I was the one who was very friendly. True - true nature of the pure Javanese who always spread smiles and greetings to others, let alone friends and neighbors. No wonder, the girls in the office are on tack to me.

But their purpose is all kinds, man! Someone intends to approach me, and there are also those who approach me to ask for information about the handsome and well-established father like Bima Harsono. It turns out that big baby boy need not be envious of me, because his fans are still a lot. But yes it is, the pain of the bosses who must look cool and cool, making the ants reluctant to swarm.

During lunch, my phone rang. Must be budhe Harsono calling.

I look at my screen and my eyes are wrinkled. Unknown number, man! I had to ignore, it was. You see, nowadays there are often calls from unknown numbers who like to cheat?

When I got back to the big baby boy's room, Budhe Harsono called. Regular sound checks, man! have we had lunch? Praying and others. Uh, glad my heart. Because noticed by budhe Harsono it feels like getting the attention of a mother. I'm the stray is directly baper. Unfortunately, big baby boy is so annoying.

After I finished receiving calls from Budhe, I continued my work, especially if not reading the pile of files that had to be signed by the big baby boy. But my boss on this one is great, man! Although his eyes were closed as if he were sleeping, he knew which file was wrong and had to be revised, reduced, or added. Then I marked the file, like the thesis guidance lecturer crossed out - scripting the student thesis during guidance. Then I went back to the big boss secretary to tell him if the file had to be revised. Then again read the revised file. Curly your tongue, man! Looks like I have to do a tongue massage to straighten it back out.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the big baby boy's secretary came and told him there were guests. Who is visiting in the afternoon? Wants to leave the office anyway.

A man in semi-formal clothes entered the big baby boy's office.

"Hi Aksa, hi Fiza!" Mas Lanang greeted with a wide smile.

"Glamma!" I returned the greeting mas lanang. Mas Lanang laughed.

"Assynnya!" he said while shaking my hand.

"Coconce I didn't pick up?" Mas Lanang directly interrogated me. Oh....so that was the one who called was mas Lanang anyway?

"Sorry, Mas. I don't know. I thought I was calling from a trickster - a trickster who told me I got a lottery."

I smiled at Lanang, so that the youth did not feel disappointed because of the phone I had ignored.

"What's more, I just called to tell you that you got a recording contract."

Mas Lanang sat on the sofa of his workroom big baby boy, while the big baby boy seemed to be busy playing his hapenya without caring about the mas Lanang. But are they friendly? Looks like the big baby boy deliberately made me meet this guest.

"Mas Lanang if joking is not funny. Bobby himself told me that we're off major label because we can't make our own songs." I'm not fucking around, man! And so I remembered Bobby's disappointed face was a kind, friendly, and not arrogant friend.

"Sit's sitting next to me!" Mas Lanang patted the sofa next to him which was still empty. I also according. It is not polite to meet guests standing.

If in a movie or novel, I've now stepped out because I'm happy, man! Being that artist? But in the deepest corner of my heart I felt sad.

All this time I fought with Bobby and the gank. If it arrived - arrived only I myself can debut but my best friends are not, for what?

I'm really in a dilemma, man! What answer can I give Bobby and the gank if they know I betrayed them for achieving success alone?

"I'm not interested in being an artist, Mom."

Finally it's the only answer that can save me from the persuasion mas Lanang and the nagging Bobby and the gank.

Mas Lanang smiled. "Lo refused to make me an artist, but Lo didn't refuse to be my girlfriend?"

The question made me surprised. Even though last night both Yuna and big baby boy have given a hard code if mas Lanang there is a taste to me, but if it arrives - he shoots like this, he shoots like this, I'm obviously not ready.

Crazy this guy! Clumsy and do not know the place. Can - usually he asks me to be his girlfriend in front of the big baby boy.

I looked at the big baby boy. He doesn't seem to care about us and is still engrossed in his hape.

My tongue is already curly so it has trouble speaking. My spechlees. Mas Lanang is crazy!

Seeing my confusion, the big baby boy walked up to me.

"Thank you, Za! You have the right to choose your own soul mate, and I also have the right to choose my own soul mate."

Yes yes, I agree to wear it. The problem is, how would budhe Harsono react if he found out that I and Aksa decided unilaterally this matchmaking without being known by him.

Just thinking about Budhe Harsono, my phone is ringing. Video call from budhe Harsono, man!

"Assalamuaikum!"

"Vaalaikumsalam. You wes mulih, Nduk?"

(Waalaikumsalam. You're home, son?)

"Shopper, Budhe. Mbok sekedap malih. Wonten dhayoh."

(No, Budhe. Maybe in a minute. There are guests)

"Sopo tamune, Nduk? How about afternoon nemen?"

(Who's the guest, son? How did it come to afternoon?)

I hesitated to answer. Kira - think how would Budhe Harsono react if he knew our guest was mas Lanang?

When I was confused by the answer to Budhe's question, Mas Lanang approached and grabbed my phone. Then....

"Assalamualaikum aunty Fitria. Aunt's healthy, right?"

Tbc