Virally

102. Jakarta

...The soul is a reflection of self...

...is he an...

...reflection in the mirror?...

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At 06:45

Friday morning, I was on a plane to Jakarta, Netra I looked out the window, saw the road, the building, the vehicle was getting smaller. Bring high flying and restore memory the night before leaving.

I went back to visit Kenzo, He's still angry for refusing to hear his opinion. I want to fix everything with Ken, he and his family are very good.

"Ken, I'm going to Jakarta to order a kebaya that will be used during the application. Mama has also been looking for information about the hotel that deserves to accept your application," I explained. Tell Ken that we're starting to prepare ourselves for a proposal.

"The plan is two weeks ahead of our family, but you're not just starting a new project, Orchid,"

Ken looked at me from behind the desk. The pile of files on the desk, the laptop that opens signifies he is still working even when night falls.

I did visit Kenzo at his papa's car showroom. Since papa Ken's health condition declined, he took over the showroom.

"You also have a lot of work but I never protested, Even tonight is still here with a pile of files" I argue. At least Ken doesn't point me out always.

"I'll be a husband, Orchid. Head of the family, you will be my responsibility. So too if we have children. Raisa and Riska, who are not married, will also be the responsibility of a boy in the family" explained Ken while arranging the stack of files into a neat arrangement.

He opened his glasses "The responsibility of a man in the family is materially greater, You must understand that Orchid. Don't line up or race with me for a living. You have your own share of responsibility,"

"I'll be through after marriage, Ken. For now give confidence because this project has been planned for a long time,"

Netra Ken without glasses flashed for a moment hearing the answer given. He stood up and walked over to me, Ken bowing his body.

He kissed my lips gently. A bit of a surprise Ken did, then he stroked the cheek with the back of his hand.

"Do what you think is good. I can't ban it for now,"

...Dear Father and Mother, soon we will land at Soekarno-Hatta International Airport in Jakarta. Local time now shows at 07 past 50 minutes in the morning.....

Announcement broke the trajectory last night, I sighed. My relationship with Ken was one that started getting to know each other after we made a promise with commitment.

We only knew college friends, after Ken proposed to me. It was only then that we knew all the attitudes, behaviors, habits and work that Ken and I were doing.

I tried to come to terms with Ken's regularity attitude but why he didn't understand what I was doing. Who here is selfish?

The breath made the taxi driver turn his head but he ignored. Netra I stared at the skyscrapers in Jakarta. The place where the Bian family is but somehow in which part of Jakarta, they live. In person there's not much I know about the Bian family life.

The taxi drove to the hotel I booked in e-commerce. The nearest hotel to the location of Bu Tari and boutique where designer recommendation Natasha. After finishing the administration with the receptionist, I immediately headed for the room.

After putting down the small suitcase, my hand picked up the cell phone.

"Hi, Honey. I've arrived at the hotel,"

"Yes, which hotel is it?"

I replied to Ken's message while stirring the coffee. The smell of coffee always calms me.

"Rest, Nggrek. Good luck with what you want to do,"

"Yes, thank you, Ken,"

"Byeah, honey,"

"Bah, Ken"

"No break Ken, I have to book a taxi online to get to Tari's bu. Then proceed to Raflesia boutique, Place Agnes designer kebaya Natasha," my inner.

Two places at a time in Jakarta. It's not easy, I'm lucky that Natasha's choice is close to each other.

I have arrived at the residence of Miss Tari. A half-century woman who looked serious. He took me to the warehouse, gave me input on the fabric material, then gave me a price list for the price of the fabric.

"This is an example of a fabric that Meidina asked for, she called me how many days ago. We can also print motifs on order, so your products will have special characteristics," explained bu Tari while giving samples of some fabrics.

"Good ma'am, I'm more interested in printing according to the motif we want for exclusive products, and can be the hallmark of our boutique,"

"May later be able to give the desired motive,"

Next we discussed about the cooperation agreement that is not bound, Actually it can be done by phone but Miss Tari was once deceived. So he's more careful now.

I also ordered the fabric to be delivered to the home address. The plan will be prepared for the family uniform during the application or if it is too mepet. You can wear a family uniform when you get married.

After from Bu Tari, I went to the raflesia boutique. Agnes the designer looks unique but still attractive, has been waiting.

"Natasha told me that her friend would come to order a kebaya, she was willing to give me the best kebaya design," Agnes said when I just put my ass on the boutique sofa.

"It's not wrong Nat recommended you, Nes. Are these two weeks running for her danger? I also ordered for my mom. He's given it his size,"

"Natasha is my friend, Hehe... Two weeks I can finish with a simple kebaya but still elegant. For the ribet sorry raise your hand, this is also two weeks because you're Natasha's best friend. If the others I'll refuse,"

"Thank you, Nes. I just found out you're Natasha's friend,"

"Yes, we're one hostel in college first."

Agnes measured the kebaya with the dusty color I ordered. Same color as the family clothes we will wear.

I arrived back at the hotel when the night had greeted me. How fast time in Jakarta, I yawn and feel tired but remember the destination to Jakarta is finished. There was relief from the promise with Nat not being a burden anymore.

Next tomorrow I'll use it for a walk while waiting for news from Dion. Meet Arga Danumarya.

Trttttt.

Kenzo's ringing made me stop the urge to take a shower.

"Hello, honey,"

"Where are you going tomorrow?"

"Not knowing the exact plan, what's wrong?"

"I'm now at Soetta airport,"

"Well! you're following me?"

"More or less so, Nggrek. I also happen to have a sudden job. I'm going to your hotel tomorrow, right?

"Well Ken,"

"See you tomorrow, Nggrek,"

"Yes, Ken. Take care of yes,"

"Thanks Orchid,"

I hung up the phone with a surmringah but my smile disappeared when there was a message from Dion.

Orchid night Sunday me and Arga have free time hanging out in a coffee shop, not far from your hotel. If you want to see me, I can pick you up at 19:00

My hands are massaging my forehead, Ken's coming tomorrow. Address will fail to meet my idol. On the other hand I'm a little curious as to why Kenzo is catching up.

Does he want to take a walk because it is difficult to do it in our city, Yes we need refreshing because busy chasing dreams.

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