Although Not Perfect
Past times
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.
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"From the beginning I was not interested in papa company, Tasya must have told you, that papa used to be a widower with one child when married to mama. When I was in college, the father's son from his wife who had been prepared to replace papa continued the company. Since then I've been relieved and tried the culinary business with my friend Richard. Alhamdulillah began to develop and can survive.."raut mas Reza's face exuded a sense of pride in the achievement of his ideals.
" Even when I applied for Vina first, her family was unsure about my new job. But Vina convinced her parents to accept me for who I am." she said still by wiping the back of my hand.
I just kept quiet, enjoying our company while listening solemnly.
"A few years into my marriage, my brother who had led papa's company died in an accident... Then papa kept forcing me to take his place, but at that time Vina was sick and I was only focused on her recovery, until finally God willed another, He loved her more ..." mas Reza breathed a breath of thought to the story of his late wife.
"Although some time passed, I still did not want to hold the company, but because of old age papa sickly and the company became neglected even the stock price continues to decline, but because of the old age, until I feel sorry for my mother who continues to persuade me, it's finally only been a year, I'm willing to replace papa..."
I'm still silent, like the last story I've heard from Tasya…
"Do you regret marrying me?"tanyanya.
"Of course" I answered and shocked him.
His look looks disappointed.
" But it's gone, what else to do." I shrugged my shoulders.
Anyun chuckles.
"I chose you because you're strong and hardy, Mel.." she said later.
" If that's the reason why Reza did not marry Ade Ray aja hmmm." I said while glancing at him.
He turned his head and pinched my cheek in a fit of anxiety.
"Tomorrow afternoon I have to go to Batam for one Sunday, there is a project that I have to deal with... Do you want to come?" bargained for.
"meaning? You want me to get a bad grade? Just a two-day internship, one week's permission.."My protest.
“All can be set..."
"No no. I don't want KKN lo ya.."soon I cut the sentence, though he's the boss play set aja.
"Hmmm...Well, here you are my boss, Mel...Then do you want to stay at my mother's house?"
"No, I'm just here. If at home mom or mom, must be billed grandkids anyway.." grumbled me.
Mas Reza chuckled at my babbling.
Ck.he would definitely comment perverted. Mending me to divert the conversation.
"Eh...Where is the photo above the TV mas...?!?"I looked all over the room, the photo of Mas Reza and mbak Vina on graduation who was originally on the TV had disappeared.
"I've saved it, if mom or mama see it would be strange. Anyway I feel like I have two wives.."
"Lha is the reality, right?"ledek.
" But isn't the fact that right now I only have one girl boyfriend .." she said reminding me of our agreement.
"The news is that she's dating me? Want to break up.. That?"
" Can I break up?"sahut flat.
Instantly I turned my head and linked my two eyebrows while looking at him sharply.
“You can change the status of girlfriend to wife, how about..?”.
“We haven't dated for a month, the time will come anyway.."I sulked while tugging at his arm.
"I just don't want anyone to lose my girlfriend, so I want to change status .." - Rubbed my cheek.
His hand was holding my finger
"I get scared when with my status you are not comfortable with me and choose another man who can make you more comfortable”
My heart warms, I hug his arm and lean on his shoulder.
"I don't think you're good at seducing people, but where your confident self-confidence can make me fall for you.If you hadn't been my husband, of course I would have run as far away from you as possible. I don't want to compete with your fans. But now that I am your wife, as long as you still hold my hand, I will definitely come with you. Unless you let me go, of course I don't want to be away from you soon.."
Mas Reza wrapped his arms and hugged me around my waist until we got closer.
"If I let you go, maybe I lost my memory. When that happens promise to bring me back..."
This is how beautiful it is to have a girlfriend who is halal, without burden. Expressions of mutual understanding without demanding as if flowing properly.
It was fortunate that Vina could feel the love of Reza so great.
Even though we can't yet have that taste, but these flakes of feeling are beginning to spring up.
The next day, after returning from work I came to the airport to take Mas Reza to Batam. He leaves with his secretary and assistant, Riani and Yogi.
The two of them and the office driver were the first people from the company to be introduced that I was the wife of the President.
"Find this, Amel my wife." mas Reza told them both.
"Greetings to Reza”'s mistress the two men while nodding their heads.
After that they brought a suitcase and left us to give Reza time to say goodbye to me.
"Eh mas, I don't know you if there are people accompanying you, so get caught.."whispers.
She smiled and straightened my hair when I was blown by the wind.
"I even plan to introduce you at the meeting yesterday." he said.
My lips immediately responded.
"Let's not forget, you order them not to tell anyone lo ya, anyway I don't want anyone to know if I'm your wife, period.!!"
"Yes.iya!They won't say anything without my orders. We'll split one week, you're home careful yeah, don't take care of other people's problems anymore, danger!"he said with a command tone.
"Ready Ndan! Actually lately I feel someone is following me, but I never bother me...."
" They're our family's security team, Mel. I don't want you in danger like that..."
"Hmm, okay...You are also careful, don't forget to miss me.." I said later.
"If you're already missing it to be flanked?"angled.
"Mmm...iapain huh? Say my name three times, I'll come in your dreams..."
"Hhh...Just a dream, can't be hugged like this!"he also pulled my body into his arms.
"Eh.mas, many see tuh.." somehow lately he hugged me more and more.
"Leave it for a moment like this...I'm gonna miss your babble, Mel..."
Finally both of my hands lifted back in his arms.
"Udahan mas, I'll cry loh.."whisper me.
Mas Reza let go of his embrace.
"I go yes, assalamualaikum.”.
“Waalaikum greetings, If you have arrived, sayurin loh.."sahutku when he started to step away.
He smiled and nodded..
I looked at his back as it passed from before me, he was my husband hhh.
Eh..seems like I just realized now his face is getting saucy, is this because we are often together so make me kind of like? Ah yes it must be...