To Mutia

Something special

"You don't mind us talking while eating, do you? I'm a laper for that. From college I'm straight here."

Nodding the head was the answer Mutia gave in response.

Arthan Malik Boru Purba is Keyla's cousin who works as a lecturer at one of the best universities in the city of Bali. Keyla introduced Mutia to Arthan three days ago, because her cousin wanted to buy a car. At first Arthan asked Keyla to take care of his car purchase, but the woman instead diverted Arthan's request to Mutia. So this is where Mutia is now, sitting face to face with a tan-skinned man with thin frame glasses adorning his face.

"I was quite surprised when Dari gave me your phone number yesterday and told me to buy a car through you, considering that all this time Dari was so ambitious in pursuing sales targets. He even promoted a lot when we were family gathering." Arthan chuckled small considering the behavior of his cousin sister.

The information Arthan gave made Mutia feel guilty. He should not have enjoyed the results of Keyla's efforts.

Not getting a response from Mutia, Arthan stopped her hand from bribing food, then turned her attention to Mutia, only to find the woman staring straight ahead with a blank look.

"Mutia," Arthan's call exerts a shock effect on Mutia, thus causing the woman to be in shock. "You're daydreaming. What's up?"

Mutia's lips covered a small smile. "So I'd better ask Keyla to help Brother."

"But Dance asked you to help me." Arthan sighed softly. "Why did you suddenly change your mind, Mutia? You fulfilled my lunch invitation, doesn't that mean you agreed to help me, right?"

"I don't feel good about Keyla, Bang. He's the one looking for the buyer, but I'm the one who's enjoying the results."

Arthan smiled a little. "You should be happy, because that means you are the most important person in Dance life. My cousin was indeed an ambitious person, but he would willingly give up anything for the person he thought was important. You... don't want to disappoint Dari by refusing her request, do you?"

A moment Mutia remained silent, then shook her head slowly.

"Oh yes... car whose picture I sent to your WA yesterday, ready red color?" while eating his food, Arthan's black bead watched Mutia.

"The ready black equal ash metallic color, Bang. Red may be ready in a week."

"Yes, not papa. I was just waiting. It has long been the color red. After our lunch to BM, I'll take care of the same payment with the files."

"Okay, Gan."

Arthan laughed at Mutia's guy who called him a bellboy, like the interaction in an online shop.

"Muti."

Their lunch which was accompanied by light conversation instantly came to a halt as someone called out the name Mutia. The two were also reflexively looking for the owner of the voice, only to find the figure of Yudha who was now walking towards their table.

"Mas Yudha." at the same time Mutia moved from her seat holding her large belly.

"What are you doing here?"

Mutia frowned, for this was the first time that Yudha spoke in a sharp tone to her. The black eyes of the man also shone sharp, as if he did not like meeting him in this restaurant.

"At two o'clock in the afternoon. The break time is over. Shouldn't you be back to work."

"It.. it,"

"I'm sorry" Arthan, who had moved from his seat, managed to attract the attention of Yudha and Mutia. "I asked Mutia to meet at the current hour, because my teaching hours only ended at two noon."

"And who are you?" when talking to Arthan, the tone of Yudha's voice was heard many times more ketus, but without intonation —datar— and seemed cold.

"Ah, I am Arthan." her lips turned to a smile, extending her hand to Yudha, but the twenty-seven-year-old man ignored her, casting a gaze at Mutia.

"Ehm, this Bang Arthan wants to buy a car, Mas. And... Bang Arthan," Mutia glanced at Arthan and Yudha alternately. "This is Mas Yudha, the owner of Barata Mobilindo."

"So apparently," nodding softly, Arthan pulled his hand without awkwardly. "It just so happens that we meet here. Would you like to join us? I think I can..."

"Give him a 10% cut." sidelines Yudha to Mutia, without even directing his attention to Arthan who is talking to him.

"Ahh.. you are very understanding." said Arthan with a cheerful tone. Oh obviously, who's not happy to get a discount.

"I went there first." Yudha brushed the top of Mutia's head, then left. Approaching the table occupied by several men in suits, which was not too far from the table where Mutia was.

"So..he's your boss?" Arthan let out a voice after they sat back down.

Mutia nodded.

"Just boss?" this time Arthan squinted his eyes.

"Yes" said Mutia steady.

"It looks like he has more feelings for you, judging by the way he treats you."

Mutia laughed loudly and loudly. Then when she remembered that she was in a public place, Mutia immediately closed her mouth. "Mas Yudha is good to everyone, even many of his employees who get carried away."

Folding his hands on the table, Arthan stared fixedly at Mutia, looking interested. "Then what about you?"

"People like me, don't want to expect anything excessive, Bang." lowered her head, Mutia rubbed her stomach while smiling bitterly.

...* * *...

"Ngapain you're flickering like a worm like that."

Keyla scowled, then embraced Mutia's arm. "Official person becomes a permanent employee. Deal, dong."

"Yes. I had the intention to invite you to lunch later." said Mutia, making Keyla smile widely.

"Now just yuk, Mut. I haven't had breakfast. Smoke back to Grandma's place, so no one's sure."

"But it's working hours."

"We order food, keep eating in the pantry."

Mutia nodded in agreement, then opened the online taxi app to order food. "OK, done. We wait in the lobby or go straight to the pantry?"

"Take it straight, deh. Later ask one of the OB's to take it."

A few minutes after they sat in the pantry, Mutia's phone clinked once. There is an incoming chat via Whatsapp that informs that the order has arrived.

Keyla called the office boy who happened to pass the pantry, asking the early thirties man to take their order. While Mutia immediately handed over some money sheets to pay for the order, as well as money tips for the OB.

"Ihh.. the Troyan was a long time ago, anyway. Is he straying and can't find his way home?" keyla.

"Patience, Key. Maybe now Bli Troyan just got to the lobby."

"But my stomach hurts a lot, Mut."

"It hurts because it's hungry or it's about to poop."

Keyla grinned wide. "I wasn't poop, anyway, this morning. Go to the toilet first, huh."

Mutia could only shake her head as Keyla dashed quickly leaving the pantry. Maybe because of the rush, Keyla to forget that in the pantry there is also a bathroom that he can use.

"Loh, Mas Yudha." Mutia moved from sitting while holding her already enormous stomach. Mutia groaned when she felt her baby kicking, then looked at Yudha with a frowning forehead.

"Mas need anything? Not usually go straight to the pantry itself." asked Mutia when the twenty-seven-year-old man was already standing before her.

Yudha. "So in the lobby I saw Troyan take your order. Because I happened to be going upstairs, while Troyan was told to clean the toilet, so I offered to take him along." Yudha thrust a white bag at Mutia.

"Oh my God, my. You shouldn't bother." Mutia took over the pouch that Yudha gave her. "Later Bli Troyan will definitely ask the receptionist to contact me and I can pick it up myself."

"With your stomach condition is that big?" Yudha raised her chin towards Mutia's stomach. "I'm afraid you gave birth in the elevator because it's been going up and down again."

Mutia smiled clumsyly. "False, Mas. Sorry to bother."

Yudha nodded. "Eat it."

After that Yudha flipped her body, walking away from the pantry. It was not until five seconds that Keyla's figure shot in and looked at Mutia with narrowed eyes.

"You have something special about the boss?" his pedicab.

"No, no." Mutia approached the cabinet. Take two plates and a glass, then put it on the table, before sitting the body. "Why are you talking like that?"

"Well, 'cause the boss wants to bother anterin our order."

And Mutia also explained why Yudha could bring his order, instead of Troyan.

Keyla just nodded, while her brain was busy thinking. I passed Troyan and when I asked him what order he took, Troyan said the boss forced him to take it. Even the boss paid for it and Troyan returned Mutia's money to me. What the hell is this really?