Waiting for your Love to Grow

Meeting your Mammu

"Stop and go back to your seat!"

When Nabila did not seem to care about Denis' orders, he then continued to leave the room. But not yet to the door of his left hand in the grip by Denis' hand.

"Let go! what do you want?", with an angry look Nadia tried to remove her hand from Denis, although the more she tried to release his hand, Denis further strengthened her grip.

"Listen lady, this is my office, I am your superior and you are my subordinate, then as long as you are in this place you must obey my orders" Denis said with a cold and deadly look.

"I am indeed your subordinate, Mr. Denis Raditya Setya Gumilang, but you need to know that as a superior, you should not be rude and polite to your subordinates, or they will leave you", balas Nabila is no less deadly.

"And is it up to the affairs of the bathroom a subordinate must wait for the orders of his superiors ha?", ridiculed Nabila.

Hearing Nadia's words, Denis let go of Nadia's hand violently.

Nadia seemed to hold the scars of Denis' grip that actually hurt but was held back. Then he rushed out of the room.

Nabila actually does not want to go to the bathroom. His words in front of Denis were just an excuse for him to get out of the room.

In the room, Denis pulled his hair with both hands as if he looked like a frustrated person. He pondered the words Nabila had just spoken.

"Is it true that he intends to leave this company and will accept another offer?", he wondered.

"I have to get this thing done, or if he gets out of it, papa will get angry" he thought

15 Minutes later some people had entered the meeting room, as well as Nabila. The meeting began.

Nabila, who at that time had the opportunity to present his work, could make good use of his time and enough to make Denis satisfied.

Throughout the meeting, Denis was actually still thinking about the words Nabila earlier. Until accidentally his view leads to Nabila long enough.

Nabila who realized that, reciprocated Denis's view with a sharp view, making Denis finally turned his gaze in the other direction.

*******

Midnight in the apartment.

"Hallo Arsyad please check my schedule tomorrow!", he ordered while checking some documents on the soft sofa.

" Tomorrow there will be a meeting with the client at 10:00 boss, then lunch at the Nirwana restaurant with Mr Greg Sebastian", replied the person at the end of the phone.

"*Ok, please find out Nabila's home address, after lunch tomorrow, take me there"

"What's the boss? Boss wants what*?", asked Arsyad curiously.

" Fussy, just do your job, don't ask too many questions!", then immediately hang up the phone without listening to the answer from the interlocutor again.

Denis hopes his decision is a good one, one that will move his company forward and will certainly make his papa proud of him.

******

Lunch with Mr. Greg Sebastian has been completed by producing deals that are expected to bring benefits to both sides that have met.

Denis got back into the car driven by Arsyad. In accordance with his original plan, he will visit Nabila's house to meet his parents. Not to forget Denis asked Arsyad to stop by the cake shop to buy some cakes as gifts for Nabila's parents.

It is not difficult enough to find Nabila house because Nabila family is quite known in the area, so just ask with 1 person only, they will find the position of his house. Even then the person who was asked the position of the house Nabila happily drove Denis to the front of the house Nabila.

Denis followed the lead of the road into an alley that was not too narrow. Earlier he ordered Arsyad to stay in the car, he did not want Arsyad to accompany him.

The guide stopped in front of a simple blue-painted house with flowers in neatly arranged pots. On knocking the door of the house several times, until appeared a middle-aged bule woman who still looks beautiful for women her age.

"Mr Asep, what's the matter here? I usually go to the store" asked the woman with a big smile.

" So did want to go to the store, but this mas just asked his house mbak Nabila, be me to drop all of you here", while looking towards the back where Denis stood.

"This is her mom, Nabila mas, Mami Elsa. I live first, huh mas?" pamit Bu Asep to Denis.

"Thank you ma'am, you brought me here" Denis replied with a slight smile.

After Ms. Asep said goodbye to Mami Elsa, Mami Elsa opened the door to her house wide.

" Please come in son!"

Denis smiled and went into the house. He sat down on the chair opposite to Mami Elsa who had already sat down first. Don't forget he put the souvenirs he had brought on the table.

"*No need to bother son...?"

"Denis, aunt*", he said with a smile.

" *She's a Denis. Denis looking for Nabila? When the clock is still in the office, son."

"Not aunty, I'm not here to find Nabila I'm here to meet aunt*."

Mami Elsa seems a bit confused by Denis's answer. He looked at Denis with a gaze as if asking for an explanation. But Denis did not answer, Mami Elsa distract him.

"May... Fendi, here son?", seemed to be calling the person who was inside the house.

A moment later appeared a young man in house clothes whose face resembled Nabila. He's approaching the table.

" What's wrong?", as soon as his gaze turned to the sitting guest.

"*Please make some coffee baby, for Denis' son!"

"No auntie, I just had a coffee*", Denis said.

" Then get some water, boy!"

Before long Fendi came back from the inside carrying a glass of water and placed it on the table in front of the guest. Then he went back inside.

"For a long time there has never been a male friend of Nabila come to this house. Even I had forgotten when the last Nabila told me about his male friends. So the aunt was a little surprised suddenly there was a boy friend here, and not even looking for him but looking for aunty", the woman chuckled

" *Since when did you know Nabila?"

" Now, tan*."

Mami Elsa just scrunched her forehead.

"*Where do you know Nabila?"

"We're office mates, tan."

"Did Nabila know you were here?"

"No, tan."

"Ah, it seems that aunty has been asking a lot of questions, until she forgot to tell Denis to drink. Come on Denis, drink first*", while pointing his hand towards the glass on the table.

Denis picked up the glass and drank a few gulps.

" Oh yeah, he said Denis here wanted to see Aunt, what's wrong?"

Denis lowered his head, then took a breath and violently threw it away.

"Emmm, can I propose to my aunt?"