
The start of the week was bright, as bright as the faces of lovers who had just arrived in the courtyard of the Pandawa Group building.
"Let's pick me up for lunch, Al."
"Yes, Dim."
Alila prepares to get out of the car but Dimas's hand is suddenly on her waist. His face was already close to Alila's face which still looked puzzled as it was not usual for Dimas to hold her up like this.
"What's up, Dim?" Alila asked Dimas who was still silent and nailed his gaze on the beautiful face of the future wife who was very loved.
"It's okay. I just don't want to part with you."
(I'm afraid the men in your office will bother you, Al.)
A smile was engraved on Alila's thin lips. For a moment he returned Dimas's gaze so that his lover would feel happy and calm.
"Wherever I am, you will always be with me, Dim. In my heart."
"I leave my heart to you, so that you will always remember that I am with you. So don't ever worry about anything again, Dim."
Dimas believed all of Alila's words. But still his heart is restless if he thinks of his girlfriend with another man even though it is limited to a mere workmate.
"I just don't want to spend more time with other men in that building than I do with myself, Al."
"You're wrong, Dim."
Alila shook her head firmly, trying to convince her future husband. Prospective husbands who want to have it alone and at all times want to always be with him. Prospective husbands who are always worried about their circumstances and loyal to ask news almost every hour when they are not together.
"I don't have much time with them. I don't even have enough time to finish my job. Because in that building there, I spent more of my time thinking about you and missing you."
Only Alila could conquer Dimas's heart. No matter how cold his attitude, no matter how hard he wanted to be, he would easily melt down and obey in front of Alila.
"All right, sweetheart. I believe you."
Dimas removed his hand from Alila's waist, after giving a kiss on her forehead. Alila also smiled with relief after seeing the man show his smile even if only a glance.
They got out of the car and together walked towards the building lobby.
"Take care of yourself, Al. I love you."
Dimas released his hand, after they reached the lobby. Her right hand touched the top of Alila's head and left her gentle strokes there.
"Good work, Dim. I'll wait for noon." Alila said before they split up.
Dimas nodded and turned around leaving Alila who still continued to stare at his departure with a smile on her sweet lips.
In two other places unseen by Alila, two men continue to pay attention to the togetherness of Alila and Dimas from the beginning they both come until Dimas again leaves Alila.
Not only this once they did it, but the two men had often accidentally witnessed the togetherness of Alila and Dimas in the Pandawa Group building.
Although always accidentally saw it, but they still continue to witness the togetherness. Between the pain and the heartbreak, it collides with the curiosity that still exists in the minds of the two men.
What exactly is the relationship between lovers? How far has the relationship gone? And again still tucked into the question at once hopeless pent them, is there still hope for them to get the love of an Alila and divert his feelings from Dimas to turn to them...??
A question they already know the answer to. A certain hope will never be realized for the two men, because in reality Alila and Dimas will soon get married in the near future. In just two months, the lovers will be united in the sacred bond of marriage forever.
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"At first, Al."
Alila who was about to enter the room stopped her steps. Looking around for who called out to him, he finally found the figure of a man standing not far from the side of the door.
"Oh, Dika. Morning..."
Alila shifted her body to the side so as not to block the other employees who were about to enter her study. The atmosphere was not too crowded because Alila was always coming early so that Dimas who had to deliver it first was not too late to his office.
"Why did you get here? Bring Olla?"
Dika works in different divisions and his room is also on different floors.
"No. He hasn't come yet."
Alila had started to behave normally to Dika, because some time he had shown a good attitude to Alila. Especially while in the office, he was more often seen together with Olla.
From the story of Olla to Alila, the relationship between the two of them has been getting better and closer like a lover. Moreover, Dika and Olla had indeed been betrothed by their two parents.
"Al, is your relationship with Dimas okay? I mean, is he being nice to you and not hurting your heart?"
Alila was silent at once hearing Dika's question. For a moment his eyes shot a sharp look at Dika, making the man's heart tremble and warm up. That feeling still existed even though she had tried to forget Alila and open her heart to Olla.
"What do you mean say I chose the wrong person?"
"Sorry, Al. But we all know how Dimas used to be. His habit of spreading charm and changing partners many times, making him known as a playboy."
Alila let out a long sigh to hold back her anger at Dika. He did not want any more problems with the man after their relationship started to improve as it is now.
"I'm fine and our relationship is fine too. Thank you for your concern, but please never judge someone by what you see. Because what you see and think is not necessarily the truth."
"I just don't want him to play you and hurt your heart, Al."
Both of Alila's eyeballs were staring straight at her interlocutor.
"Listen to me carefully. I don't like to talk about my personal matters with other people. So once again I'm asking you for help, never ask again let alone disturb our relationship."
Alila turned her body and walked closer to the door of her room. As her foot was about to step in, Olla came over and touched her shoulder.
"Al, new tumben coming. Usually the handsome guy takes you early.."
Olla gave a special nickname to Dimas who always looks charming and harmonious with Alila. He had yet to realize Dika's whereabouts beside the door.
"I've come from earlier. Someone is waiting for you, La. Meet me, I'll go in first.."
Without waiting for an answer from the two, Alila rushed into her room, leaving Olla who immediately looked very happy to see Dika who was already standing next to her and smilingly welcomed her arrival.
"When have you come?"
"Yes, La." Answer Dika briefly while paying attention to the happy look on the woman's face.
"Are you really waiting for me?"
"Can't I wait for my own potential fiancee?"
Both of Olla's eyes were shocked. His face was still shining when he heard Dika's words.
"W-Did you say..?"
"Fiancee. Aren't we getting engaged next week..?"
Dika's reply made Olla soar about to hug the man, but was immediately restrained by Dika's two hands.
"Ssttt.., take care of your attitude, La. We're in the office."
Olla regained her senses and immediately corrected her posture.
"Sorry, I was just too happy to hear what you said. Mmm.., is it true that you agreed to our engagement plan?" Olla asked Dika who was still holding her hand.
"What did I refuse him for?" Dika asked back to Olla who still put on her unreliable face.
"You've really accepted me, sister..?"
Olla's tone sounded doubtful, as if she had not fully believed Dika's words. While Dika can only nod to convince her future fiance.
"Thank you for waiting for me. Sorry if I gave you an answer for too long." His hand still continued to hold Olla's hand which felt trembling holding back his feelings.
Olla shook her head while wiping away the tears that had been dripping from her happiness. He was willing to wait without certainty for the person he loved so much.
No matter how long it took to get the final answer, in her heart she always believed that her love would be anchored to the true owner of the heart at the best of times.
And now, that moment has come..
Olla was happy, very happy...
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