You're Not the First

Unaltered

I got a message from Koko that this morning I will be picked up by Mr. Ali who I know as their family driver. I don't know why I feel uncomfortable.

'Did I make him angry? Butwhy? There's no way she's jealous of Rey's sister'

It's up to him, I don't know what he wants that's important I have to work.

I pegged myself in front of the mirror while putting a little lipstick on my lips. I feel like I haven't done that in a long time. It's just that at this time I want to look beautiful so at any time meet brother Rey my face is not too dull and pleasing to the eye.

Is he on vacation?

Last night I saw her Instagram account and her face looked even more dazzling. Actually deep down I still hold a feeling for him and hope he is the one who will be my soul mate to live together forever.

I took a deep breath while confirming my hijab, a little bitterly afraid that my mother would ask and know that I had a problem with her future daughter-in-law.

I looked at my watch and hurried out of the room which greeted my mother with a smile.

Ahh...why do I remember when we were victorious we couldn't even be what we are today. Now we can meet each other and smile at each other. We used to be busy all by ourselves. I live upstairs and mami papi downstairs makes us rarely meet. Once I meet where I want to go, papi mami want to go where....

A poor life like this is more fun. We were not in pursuit of time, no one tried to curry favor and approach us because we had no more possessions.

I miss papi.....

"Mommy....." I hugged my mom from behind, the only parent I had and I promised I would love her and make her as happy as I could.

"Let's have breakfast!" Mami answered while rubbing the back of my hand that was coiled on her stomach.

It turned out that the treasure could not buy everything we got right now. Now I just know the meaning of the phrase 'the treasure is not everything'

"So kangen papi mi...." I said as I sat down and started my breakfast. My favorite bakmi and papi.

"If you remember papi directly in prayer will be read fatihah.... May we gather again in the Hereafter in the paradise of Allaah the Great"

"Milk...." I answered while rubbing the watery end of my eyes.

"Are you the same, what's nik?" Ask my mom when I finish breakfast.

"I mean mi?" I myself was also confused by the childish attitude of Babas when his age was further above me. If I am the childish, it is still natural that my age will still be unstable.

"You're no longer marahan, are you?" Ask mom again.

" No, we're fine..." I answered while putting the dirty dishes stacking them together.

"Let your holy mother. You just go ahead maybe your cocoa has come so he does not wait..."

"Yes mi.." I said while taking my bag.

"Fiah said yes mi...." I said while kissing the back of her hand so that she wouldn't take me forward. If you know who picked me up is not koko, you must have thought and I don't want to make him sad.

When I was on the doorstep, it turned out that Mr. Ali had arrived. The middle-aged man got out of the car and walked over to greet me.

"For non Fiah. I'll be the one...."

"Ssttt. yes sir yes..." I said as I hurried down and put on my shoes.

"Fi...?"

Gleck...

Mom's voice

"Yes mi. Fiah left first, mi..." I said while widening my smile.

"Where's your shop?" Ask mom when she sees Ali.

"Koko has business first so can't pick up Fiah...."My answer cuts the words of Mr. Ali.

"You're the one who respects your Koko!. Don't make him angry! Koko is a good man. Mommy can see that..." Wejangan mami that I just do.

Mr. Ali then opened the rear car door and I immediately entered and then waved my hand at my mother who was still faithful waiting for my departure.

"Hufffhhhttt.., Mami alone does not know that the playboy dyed here and there. If mommy knows for sure mommy's the same papi might not match me with the rancid..." My move is irritated.

" Yes to Fiah....?" Said mr. Ali.

"Eh.... Not even Ali. I'm talking to myself" I said unkindly.

"I'm sorry I wasn't polite, sir. Parent's time in the sut..." I said remembering my conversation.

"Yes..no papa kok mbak Fiah..." He said, focusing on the streets.

"What is Koko doing, sir?" I was a little curious.

" Drag.... That's why I don't know about Fiah. I was just told to pick up Mbak Fiah continues this abis go home again pick up Mr.." he explained at length.

I just hear it. We better meet rarely. Not equally emotional.

But why do mommy love my boss that much. She didn't pick me up. Mami was already sad like that what if I said I didn't want to continue the matchmaking between us. Mami may go into shock and pass out later.

"Bak Fiah now, how come you never play at home?" Ask Ali.

"Yes sir, busy. But yesterday Fiah also the same way mama kok sir. Papa also often visited us at home" I explained as it is.

After that Mr. Ali and I just kept quiet while listening to the music playing from the radio.

The morning trip was peaceful until we arrived at the company and I was taken down by Mr. Ali in front of the company lobby.

As usual, the employees' julid spies looked at me carefully from top to bottom. I felt a little uncomfortable because there was no Koko near me. Usually even if he walks away from me I still feel safe because at least other employees will be disinclined by the company owner.

When I arrived at the top there was only Mikail sir in the big room and somehow it felt like there was less. I should be happy but why do I feel guilty about this.

Around ten o'clock Koko just came with a flat face like never before. I immediately stood up to greet him with my head bowed in salute to the main director. I see Mr. Mikail is doing the same.

"What's my schedule today?" He said as he passed me.

'Why did he become so? What am I wrong? Why is he so scary like that ?' My inner.

And all day we really worked like a secretary with her boss. Koko just talked to me about work. He didn't scold me or talk to me that wasn't important and made me uncomfortable as usual.

Its ok this is better than her talking a lot as usual.

Shortly before returning home, my phone rang and a new number was listed that had not been on my contact list.

"Assynolt...."

"Goddessalam..." Answer the man across the street and I bite my lip. I still remember very well that was the voice of Rey who sounded more melodious in my ears.

"Sof... Can we meet?" Ask surprised me.

"If today cannot, brother...." My answer was a little slow afraid of being heard by the assistant director who was not far from it.

"What about tomorrow?"

I was scared but I missed him too. I would love to exchange words with him.