Throw Your Ex In His Place !
Ep.44
Three days have passed....
Today, Mom and Dad came home from abroad. Dara was very impatient to meet her parents. On the sidelines of his work Dara asked permission to pick up both his parents and also Bi Odah at the airport.
During these three days Dara was busy with some work that was given to her. Moreover, Mas Rizal has been pulled to the headquarters for the affairs of the Bu Yanti case a few days ago.
" Welcome home Mama and dear Papa.." welcome Dara.
" Bi Odah how are you? Healthy? Seneng not invited to walk out of the country?"
" Thank you dear." Mom hugged and kissed her daughter.
" Good, Neng. Bi Odah healthy and seneng also invited to take a trip by plane. But that's you know.people there say was wes wos..was wes wos." Answer Bi Odah plain.
" Haha..Bi Odah is. English means that?"
" Yes, Neng. Was wes wos..hehehe.."
" How are you, son?" Ask Papa.
" Thank God, Dara is healthy. How's papa himself?"
" Healthy as well...Look at Papa's muscle." Papa said while showing his arm muscles by pressing the bottom to look filled.
" Papa's muscle isn't there. But here..." Said Dara while patting her Papa's small distended stomach.
Haha..The three of them laughed.
" Ma, Pa, Dara's back at the office..Mama and Papa also Bi Odah home usherin Pak Yogi yes..I'll permit you for just a moment. His office work is still a lot. "
" What are you riding on, son? Riding bikes?" Ask Papa.
" No, Pa. Taxi ride. Coincidentally there was an office need as well."
" Yes already. Be careful, dear." Say Mama.
" okay! See you at home, everyone. Byeh.." Dara waved her hand, and passed away.
Inside the taxi that was driving towards the branch of Dara's mobile phone rang.
Drrta! Drrta! Drrta!
Suddenly Dara's smile expands when she sees the name on her phone.
" Hey..."
" lloo..Sis.."
" What are you doing now?"
" Just finished picking up Mama Papa at the airport. And now still in the taxi to the office. Indeed why? Oh yea..Sorry, sister.three days today I did not miss brother Ardi in the hospital. My work is so hard again. Moreover, Mas Rizal has not been able to work for a few days. He's taking care of Bu Yanti's case at headquarters. So at the branch office again a little complicated now-now. We're multi-talented now." Terang Dara's.
" The patient... You also know the task is not to rush, must be careful not to be more complicated."
" What's Ardi's situation now?"
" I'm good. And I'm allowed to go home today. Now Iqbal again help you clean up."
" Thank God..." Dara.
" Oh yeah.. Since Mama Papaamu is home tomorrow night I'm the same Dad and Mom play at home ya.."
" What? Tomorrow night?" Dara shocked.
" Yes! You've been telling me your mom's dad about us?"
" It's the hell... But what does it feel like...."
" Haha.. You're like a son of a bitch." Ardi chuckles.
" Later after home from the office do not forget to tell Mama Papa yes."
" Yes! I'll be bye."
" Yes already. Be careful on the road and do not forget to drink water. Lessin sweet tea yes.."
" Yes, Brother. Greetings to om and aunt."
"Mk.......Hye!"
" Bye!.."
Tut! Phone connection disconnected.
Dara threw her eyes out the car window. A smile still rose on his lips. He still felt like a dream. Even if it turns out to be a dream, he does not want to wake up from his sleep.
It's late afternoon. Dara's work piling up slowly unravels. He looked down at his workroom. Still empty. There is no news from Novi.
" Where are you, Nov? The pain is so severe that to this day it has not entered as well. Is he not sick, but is he still in trouble? Contacting also cannot. Dichat is not baled. The call was not picked up. What the hell are you doing, Nov? Sepi knows there is no you.." Inner Dara.
Dara returned to the front of her computer screen. Working on the rest of the unspoken files. Fun with his duties until Dara forgets time. Most of the other employees have already left their desks. There are only a few people left in that room.
Pats! The room lights are bright.
" It's night, yeah..." Dara glanced at the clock in the lower right corner of the computer screen.
" huh? Almost six o'clock."
Dara looked around. He saw that the other friend was getting ready to go home. Dara also tidied up the files he had been working on.
Not to forget before turning off his computer he had saved the file on the computer and also on the flash. He kept the files in two places. Because he did not want the incident some time ago repeated again. Files lost without a trace.
" Ra, please file this onein the same one that got you huh. Keep it on Mr. Rizal's desk." Said one of Dara's friends who went overtime.
" Ok!" Answer Dara briefly.
" Thank you, Ra. I'll go back first. Oh..!"
" Ok! Bye.be careful on the road."
Dara tote her bag and hugged the file map that will be placed in the room Mr. Rizal. Dara entered the room carefully as the room was slightly dark.
Brak! Dara dropped something when she put a pile of file maps on Mr. Rizal's desk.
" What just fell? " Dara looked down at her feet looking for the falling object.
" What is this? Like a CD cassette. Why is Rizal so reckless? What if the file inside is damaged?" Dara put the object on top of the file map he brought.
Dara left Mr. Rizal's room. He went to the motor park. He put on his jacket, then his helmet before turning on his iron horse engine.
The streets of the capital are starting to get crowded. With her meticulous iron horse, Dara split through the streets of the capital. This is the reason Dara likes to ride a motorcycle. Never get stuck in traffic.
Mom and Dad are ready at the dinner table. They are both waiting for their beautiful daughter.
" Well, your son hasn't come home yet, Ma?" Ask Papa.
" Old time, Pa. Kan Rizal again at the head office he said. What a corruption case."
" Asalamu'alaikum....." Dara gave her regards.
" Greetings wa'alaikum.." Answer Mama Papa.
Dara approached the source of the sound. Dropped his briefcase on the desk, and he slammed his ass into the chair.
" Wah.enak nih. I love Mama's cooking with Bi Odah. So the laper I am." Dara turned the plate over and poured rice over it.
" Geez, Mama's daughter just came home instead of washing her hands in a change of clothes. It's just straight up the rice." Omel Mom.
" When you look at your future-in-law how? Could be directly behind the body turn the bow."
" Oh yeah, Ma, Pa." Dara swallowed the food in her mouth.
" So brother Ardi called. He said tomorrow night he's the same old man he wants to come here. I'd like to meet Mama Papa. How's Ma, Pa ?"
" Yes, just come here. We have to know each other from the family of our future daughter-in-law. Isn't that right, Ma?"
" Yes, Pa." Mama assented.
" Tomorrow don't forget the beautiful groom, will the future in-laws want to come." Godhead Papa.
Dara blushed in embarrassment with Papa's words.
