Although Not Perfect
Bede caste

Aliya nudged my arm as if awakening my daydream.

"Zayn Malik.."I muttered right away.

"Haiss..."Aliya immediately tepok jidat.

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Not knowing why, this heart felt so painful to see the man standing gallantly and hypnotizing everyone in front of him.

All the words that came out of him were very neat, indeed it was appropriate to become a President Director.

But all that made me feel like I didn't know him, he was so foreign and so different from the person who had accompanied my days all this time.

I massage my head that starts to lighten.

"Why are you Mel?" ask Rini's mom.

"It's okay, ma'am, just a little dizzy, maybe because I'm getting hungry, I had a little breakfast.." I said with a wry smile.

"Please, our director is quite understanding, usually ending before twelve o'clock.." Miss Rini started to give me some spirit.

Sure enough at half-twelve, the meeting was closed by the assistant director as the host.

We also go out.

While walking out of the room I also slightly glanced to where the President was. He was still standing and talking to the other board of directors.

As if I knew where I was, she turned and looked at me and smiled. Immediately I turned my gaze and accelerated my pace.

Almost four o'clock in the afternoon, we started to beberes. My phone rang and I picked it up..

"Assalamualaikum.." My regards to the man across the street.

" Greetings waalaikum, Mel...Go home with yuk.."

"No ah, I've got a motorbike.."I'm flat.

"Dead, tomorrow I go to leave in the morning deh.". "the voice of mas Reza was heard persuading me.

"Anyway, I don't want to...!!"I'm getting stubborn.

"I think it's cloudy to rain .."

"No pa-pa, no yes, bye .. " I immediately turned off my phone.

I snorted in annoyance, wanting to bite what was in front of me.

"Mel.kamu why, let's go home almost raining lo... Your home is far away." Aliya said.

"Come.." I immediately got up from my seat.

"Who are you upset with?" aliya said while holding me out of the room.

"My girlfriend.." I said scowling.

"Ugh .. sweetness..."Aliya poked my cheek.

We went out, and Aliya rushed to her boyfriend who had picked her up on the side of the road.

I see them getting jealous, they look friendly.

After seeing their departure, I put on my jacket and combat gear on the way.

"Hi Mel.." Suddenly Reno who was riding his motor sport stopped beside me.

"Hi..."

"You together? Danger lo, want to rain bring your own motor..."

I just smiled hearing it.

"Emang peril mas.but that's if I'm still SD.." I said grin.

He also chuckles.

"Okay, be careful..."

"Thank you.." I said when Reno started to turn on the bike.

Mas Reno passed and I went out of the parking lot and immediately chased the time so as not to be overtaken by rain.

A few minutes later I finally got home and was lucky only a drizzle accompanied me.

It seems like he followed me starting from the office.

I was lazy to argue with him.

Immediately I walked towards the bedroom so as not to meet him first, and straight to the bathroom soaking in a bath up that I filled with warm water and aromatherapy.

Comfortable.eh less ding.

I play a song on my phone, Memories by Maroon 5, which favor you deny.

I do not know how long I soak, the songs I play until it stops because of lowbat.

Pretty fresh, pretty rilex, pretty relieved.all pretty good because indeed this heart still feels arrogant in Reza mas.

I wear my big shirt, t-shirt and pants komprang. Actually, mom didn't want me to wear it, so my t-shirts were left at home and replaced with girls' clothes, but just as I went home, mom, I secretly brought him back to this house.

I spread my eyes across the room, I didn't find the only man in the house.

I smell the smell of cooking, I immediately look for it. I'm basically really laper again, this afternoon no appetite because of illfeel.

I descended the stairs quickly towards the kitchen, and I saw that steadfast back turned to me with the apron he was wearing.

When I realized I was behind him, he turned and smiled at me.

"Sit down, five more minutes are over" he said upon my arrival.

I saw the table was there, rice, chicken barrels, crackers and slices of peeled papaya half-cooked.

I set the plate and the glass at the table to eat.

As he said earlier, he had brought a portion of my favorite vegetable stir fry to the middle of the dining table.

"Let's eat.." the man put down the last menu that was ready.

I get rice for him and for myself, and then I put the side dishes and vegetables in the dishes.

Everything seduces my taste, I became unwell because it did not help him even feel good about soaking for a long time.

"Eat a lot, let's not change my cooking." he said, while I was still silent.

I was still quiet and enjoying my dinner. Whether hungry or delicious, all of these dishes remind me of my mother.

After my meal I drank water and then moved from my seat. But Reza stopped me by holding my hand.

"Sit for a moment.. Can I be forgiven?" he looked me in the eye.

"What's wrong with Reza, hmm?" answer her.

"Amel.I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you. Actually I just wanted to break your remark that I'm a bald, arrogant hypertensive guy, you remember?"

My mind floated when we had a conversation in the car, indeed I said that Tasya told me that the ABJR Group boss was fierce, played around with people and then added with certainty he was a bald and arrogant old man.

I am so glad to remember my own words. Then I took my plate and the plate to the kitchen and washed it. He followed with a glass.

"You're not wrong.I'm wrong, I shouldn't be here... It turns out I don't know you at all, I think we're too far away." I said as I washed the cutlery and put it back on the dish shelf.

He just kept quiet, I don't know what he was thinking.

"So what's your reason for marrying me?"tanyaku later.

And he grunted annoyed.

"Don't start again..."

"I'm sorry, I feel so far away from you, I'm not sure I can reach you, I feel like a wife who doesn't know her own husband..."

His position that was too far above me, made me not sure that I would be able to adapt to it.

He knitted his eyebrows at my words. Then he grabbed both of my hands and held them tightly.

"Stay where you are, for I am the one who will reach you... Sorry for making you uncomfortable with my life..."

Hufff.so baper, but still I can not accept the reality.

All this time I did know my husband is rich from the family is also, that's what makes me inferior. But today I just found out that he's a President Director who oversees almost thousands of staff.

Can I stand next to him?

"Why aren't you a regular staff member?" gertutuku.

He held his laugh when he heard my question, then took me to the living room. We both sat on the sofa in front of the TV.

"Listen to my story, Mel..."

I looked at him obediently, ready to hear his explanation.