Wedding Story's
five (First Not End )
In the office, raffi was busy thinking and asking himself: should he come with his wife later? But given the distance of the office with his in-laws home is far, it takes hours is impossible to go, right?.
Raffi sighed, why is it so hard to decide something now, in the past even raffi did not have to think twice to refuse when catrine and wijaya invited him to go to London to attend the wedding of one of the relatives there.
Raffi was busy thinking, not realizing that from half an hour ago he was holding a meeting with other officials. All eyes watched raffi as the man looked cool himself.
"Master?". Karl who was sitting beside the raffi tried to resuscitate the raffi, but the man was not affected at all."The master!". Carl finally.
Raffi gasped in shock, he cleared his throat when he knew he was the center of attention in the meeting room now. Company officials also feel strange about the behavior of their President director, because raffi who usually never daydream while working or anything related to work.
"Sorry sir, are you okay?". Karl asked and raffi nodded. He indicated that the meeting should continue.
One by one, the higher-ups of each division presented in front of the big screen in front of there. Raffi only pay attention, once-in-a-lif he corrects if there is a delivery of data that is not in accordance with the data he read.
—Wedding story—
"Hello, ma?". Nagita brought her phone to her ear.
"Hello, neng?, this is father".
"Ouh, same mom, how are you?". Ask the nagita to the pulmonary man across the street.
"Bapak is a good mother, how are you there? Your husband is good, isn't he the same neng?". Mr. Nagita asked in a worried tone, making the girl smile because of him.
"Alhamdulillah if the mother is good father, the gita is also good here. Raffi mas sama gita".
"Thank God if your husband is good, I was worried that the husband is not good". Can nagita hear his father's breath, he sounded relieved because it turns out his son is fine.
"Tomorrow, gita will go there. I'll take two days, sir".
"Absolutely not, sir, the same gita mas raffi aku-akur aja kok, just want to go there. I haven't been home for a long time".
"Yes, if you want to look at the father of the same mother, do not ask permission from the father or mother. Whenever you come here, father and mother would welcome. Don't forget to ask your husband for permission".
Nagita nodded, knowing that his father would not see. They talked for a while, when the nagita asked where her mother, the father said the mother was helping one of her neighbors who was holding a celebration.
At one o'clock, after the phone connection is off and nagita is done carrying out her duties, the girl takes a short walk around the house, looking as detailed as possible at the house now in her and husband's place. Because months ago the nagita was too busy to have a chance to see this house as a whole.
In the back, he saw one or two garden workers who were cleaning and short-cutting the grass there - deliberately planted. Raffi deliberately hired them to take care of the outside area of the house. Such as parks, swimming pools, GYM venues and other parts of the house.
As for the cleaning in the house there is usually a woman who comes every two days on the order of nagita--because raffi wanted every day.
For cooking and washing clothes, nagita usually does it herself. Whereas if washing blankets or curtains usually nagita tell people to deliver them to the laundry available in this residential complex area.
Nagita went up to the second floor, went into her room. In the corner of the room there is a door that connects him to the workspace of the husband. Nagita went in there, seeing the atmosphere inside the workspace - it turned out to be the same as the atmosphere in the black-putin room. In the middle of the room, there was a desk and a work chair with some files scattered there. Behind the ape's desk, there is a shelf attached to the wall, which is filled with books that nagita himself does not know any books.
In front of the work desk, there is a long sofa with a small glass table decorated with orchid flowers there. Some of her marble floors were covered in thick, hairy carpet. Some of the walls are made of glass that can be opened at any time, shifted, and will look at the atmosphere of the house edge there.
Nagita can only say 'Wah' or 'Wow' every time she sees a corner of this workspace. But there is something that disturbs the scene, namely scattered papers and files.
Sighing her breath, nagita rolled up her sleeves, started to clean up the mess."One man". His grunts were irritated when he saw some cigarette-fighting scattered as well.
—Wedding story—
To be continue
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