
That day, Jeremy sat pensively at his desk. The man is not confused thinking about the company's problems, but rather a party that Richie and Kimi will hold to celebrate Marsha's birthday which falls two more days. It's not without reason Jeremy behaves like this, it's still fresh in the man's memory how Marsha embarrassed herself at the Bollywood party of Kimi's sister. Marsha forced her to dance, she fell down and the girl beat her up and lightly told her to pretend to faint, silly she almost wanted to do that. Fortunately, he still uses his common sense so that he is not affected by the crazy idea of Masha.
For Jeremy the party and Marsha is a combination of toxins that can make him die in seconds. Unfortunately Jeremy forgets that after Marsha's birthday party, there will still be one more party that he has to go through, what else if not his wedding reception party with the girl.
Jeremy closed his eyes, re-knowing the nineteen Marsha was the momentum that Nova and Cantika had been waiting for, but not himself. A month after the girl's birthday she had to mess around with a series of busy ahead of the wedding one of which was a proposal. Jeremy kept his eyes closed until he fell asleep, until Peter was confused when he wanted to ask for an autograph.
Secretary Jeremy had repeatedly knocked on the door and finally chose to go inside because he did not get an answer, he is afraid Jeremy will do something dangerous, one of which is drinking cyanide poison because of the dizziness at the thought of Marsha's birthday. Since three days ago his boss was already complaining, and Peter considers Jeremy affected by premarital syndrome. Repeatedly Jeremy said to her
“After Marsha's birthday I'll really have a hard time. Peter's! Pray that I will be strong in facing this ordeal.”
He even patted Jeremy on the shoulder to strengthen when his boss complained. Peter shook his head, he put the file on the table and was about to turn his heel, but Jeremy moved first and opened his eyes.
“You must be very tired sir to sleep while sitting,” said Peter.
Jeremy did not answer, he opened the file brought by his secretary and then tried to refocus, but unfortunately could not. What's more when the message notification on his phone goes off, the man rushes to open it and as he already expected, the would-be burden of his life sends him a message.
[Om, don't forget to bring a big gift, want that doank box anyway Om gift should be the biggest, I don't want to be embarrassed in front of my friends have a stingy prospective husband ]
“She asks for a big gift, find me a fridge cardboard or whatever and then wrap it neatly,” Jeremy said. He threw his phone at the table and refocused it to the file in front.
“Good sir, why are you so stingy to the future wife, just give her a flower board that says happy birthday may husnul khotimah.”
“To leave that to you,” said Jeremy. He thought Peter was just joking around that the handsome secretary was actually doing what he said. And right on Marsha's nineteenth birthday, a bouquet of flowers came five feet over to the house. Just sober Richie and Kimi wonder, what else the sentence written there.
“Wait! did your son-in-law send this board flower to our son?” ask Richie astonishment.
“He's your son-in-law too,” reply Kimi. “What is the trend of sending flowers with strange sayings like this?”
Kimi and Richie were still standing side by side on the porch, while Marsha who saw the flower board from the front door of the house seemed to frown.
“Does he pray for me to die quickly?” his gerrick.