Waiting for your Love to Grow

Enjoy the Afternoon

I got out of the building where he worked. The helmet he had just borrowed on security was already perched on his head.

"Have long been the deck?", asked Nabila who was walking closer to Fendi who was already on his bike.

When Denis sent a message to his cell phone, that he would be out of the office later in the afternoon because the meeting was not finished and asked him to wait in the Director's room so he could go home together, Nabila took advantage of the moment to avoid going home with her husband by asking her sister to take him home and. Without her husband's permission.

Fendi immediately pulled the gas motor, when he had confirmed his brother had been sitting on his motorcycle seat. With moderate speed, tend to be fast they cross the streets of the capital city is quite dense because it was hours home from work.

I enjoyed this afternoon happily. For a long time he had not boarded the two-wheeled vehicle, a happy smile adorned his face. It feels more free to ride the motorbike, also more fun, especially when sometimes Fendi invites him to race at high speed while the motor body is swerving. The problems he faced were a little forgotten.

Although the journey has taken 25 minutes, but the distance they traveled has not reached half to arrive at the destination. Today Nabila plans to spend the night at her parents' house, in addition to giving up longing with her mother, her main goal is to temporarily avoid her husband to arrange her heart.

"Dek, stop first at the front coffee shop!", said Nabila slightly shouting as he brought his mouth closer to his helmet-covered ear, while one hand patted the sister's shoulder and the other hand pointed somewhere.

Fendi also slowly lowered his speed, then stopped at the coffee shop yard that looked crowded with teenagers who were kongkow.

They walked together, after getting off the bike, into the coffee shop.

"Let me be cool, brother" said Fendi.

"Es Avocado coffee equals cheese toast yes deck, I wait there" said Nabila while pointing at a table in the corner.

Fendi walked ahead of Nabila to queue up the menu he would order, while Nabila headed to the place he had pointed earlier.

Nabila sat her body to the chair she had just moved, then placed her chin on the table in front of her, while watching her sister who was waiting in line for the menu she had ordered.

He had yawned several times because of the drowsiness that had been on the motorcycle approaching him. Last night his sleep was very less, so it is appropriate that strong winds that hit on the motor make the sleepiness come.

No need to wait long, because the queue is not so long, Fendi has been seen walking closer to his brother with two cups of iced coffee and 2 packs of toast.

Fendi put coffee and toast on the table, then shifted a chair next to Nabila and sat there.

Nabila took out a hundred thousand pieces of money and gave them to Fendi, "Nih instead say" Nabila said.

"No brother, I'm the deal", while pushing Nabila's hand.

"Tumben Nraktir, what wind?" said Nabila while putting the money back into the wallet.

"And now I have my salary already" said Fendi as he lifted the collar of his jacket.

Nabila sipped his coffee, then chimed in, "Either style, how much is the salary of interns compared to permanent workers let alone class managers?", smiling mockingly.

"Company tuh the manager especially the wife of the director", said Fendi while flicking his lower lip made Nabila laugh satisfied.

"Aren't there problems with Denis?", asked Fendi to Nabila.

When she smiled forced. "The name of the household must not always be smooth, like the highway sometimes there is a climb, derivative, or hole. So if there is a problem in the relationship husband and wife is reasonable, deck", explained Nabila who then bit his bread.

Nabila stopped chewing his bread, then sipped his coffee back so that the bread in his mouth that had not been perfectly chewed, entered into the esophagus. He looked closely at the face of the young man next to him, then took his hand and he put it on the table, right in front of him.

"You see brother, can you see that now brother is not happy?", said Nabila who replied Fendi with a headband. Nabila was now smiling thinly to convince his sister.

"But why until there is bad news in the office about the relationship of Denis' brother and sister, some even say that the brother is his mistress Denis to get a high position?" Ask Fendi.

"That's because Denis' brother and sister wanted to be professionals. Know when to be husband and wife, when to be superiors as subordinates. Many people think we are not husband and wife. Moreover, we used to have a simple marriage, not a person in the office. It is only natural that someone thinks badly. But Denis was already generalized that his wife's brother" said Nabila, trying to influence his sister.

"I don't know, sister is the second important person after mom. I will always try to protect and protect my brother. I will not let anyone hurt my sister, including my sister's husband", said Fendi made Nabila's eyes teary to hear it.

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While Denis who had just come out of the meeting room, immediately contacted Nabila's cellphone, because he did not find his wife in his room as the order he had sent via a written message on his cellphone. But apparently, Nabila's phone is not active.

Denis was a little upset with the reality he now got, but he felt a little relieved when he got information that his wife had come home with an intern, who was none other than his sister-in-law.

Therefore he decided to immediately go home to the apartment to meet his wife who did not know why he wanted to see immediately, when only a few hours ago he met her.

With a happy feeling Denis went into the apartment, hoping to look at his wife's face nan ayu, but again he had to be disappointed because the figure he was looking for, he could not meet, he could not find, though he's been looking into every corner of the room.

Armed with the assumption, after finishing resting his body for a while and taking a night bath, Denis decided to find his wife to his mother-in-law's house.

The car is perfectly parked in the courtyard of a simple house, with various flower decorations in pots, on the terrace. After getting out of the car, Denis stepped towards the door of the house and knocked on it several times until a woman who was aged from behind the door appeared.

The woman let Denis in, after politely greeting Denis and kissing the back of her hand.

"Fen, please call your brother, there's Denis coming" Mami told her son, watching television in the living room, a little shouting.

Fendi obeyed what his mother had told him. He knocked on his sister's room door. Long enough Fendi did that, because indeed Nabila had fallen asleep about 10 minutes ago. But finally Nabila opened the door as well.

"What's the matter, deck?", asked Nabila with a typical waking-up face.

"There's a beloved sister" Fendi replied as she pointed her chin towards the living room.

Nabila's eyes that had seemed difficult to open, now have been perfectly rounded when he heard what his sister said. "Mas Denis?", inwardly.

"Tell him to go home, say brother is asleep" said Nabila ketus then close the door hard to make Fendi stunned.

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