11 The Family's Chatting Group I
Surya didn't understand why his boss just left. There should be another agenda that needed to be resolved today with his future wife.
"You shouldn't come home this soon. Have you forgotten that today is the wedding dress fitting schedule?" Surya tried to remind him.
"Ah, I have an important matter. I hope you can schedule it another time." Hendra answered.
"Important schedule?? Didn't we already vacate all the meetings?" Surya's words seemed to be ignored, because he was more busy playing with his phone.
"What should I say? Surely Grandma Sukma is waiting for your fitting photo." Once again, Hendra ignored Surya's words.
"Eh?? What??" Hendra gathered his focus again.
"Today I want to meet Tania. She's been waiting for me since morning. Let's do it next time." Hendra was still engrossed in his phone, not seeing the worried expression on Surya's face.
"Sorry friend... Your family paid me not for this. I've often helped you, but this time I need to make sure my work is done first." Surya's voice was stern and earnest.
He couldn't stop thinking that Hendra was still seeing her. Tania was a high school friend. It was time to be avoided. Grandpa Wiryo started to smell their closeness.
"Please come down." Surya actually dropped Hendra on the side of the road.
Grandma had sent WhatsApp to him. It meant he had to finish his task today.
"What the hell, you are really so heartless to me." Hendra complained.
"It can't be helped, I have no other choice, you can't fire me either. But your family does." Surya opened the car door for Hendra.
Surya put on a fake smile to make his boss uncomfortable and got out of the car.
"What should I do?? Tell another driver to pick me up here." Hendra asked.
"Are you sure they can keep your secret?" (Keeping your meeting with a woman named Tania a secret)
Surya narrowed his eyes, emphasizing that Hendra couldn't ask the Wenceslas family driver.
***
"Thank you for coming, wait a moment we will be here to serve."
The automatic sound from the Magic Letter outlet's door could be heard twice, which meant that Surya has opened and closed the door twice as well.
Somehow, there was no sign of anyone coming to see him. Maybe the young people were busy on the 2nd-floor. He then decided to approach the 2nd-floor stairs.
Sure enough, as expected, there was a faint noise from above. Surya made up his mind to climb the stairs.
It looked like Aruna was talking about the original owner of the invitation that the Magic Letter team would work on, her own wedding invitation.
The noise was getting more precise. Aruna's friends were even more shocked by the sudden marriage that happened to Aruna.
"Are you pregnant??" One of her friends asked a question without further ado.
"How could she be this innocent? Pregnant??" Another friend replied.
"Aargh... Shut your mouths. Aruna already said that it was an ARRANGED MARRIED!!" Surya remembered the speaker named Dea.
Surya was fixated on the umpteenth rung seeing the commotion before his eyes.
"To be matched with such a handsome man, who can resist it? The instinct of any woman will be willing to live it." The one who spoke this time had an oriental face.
"This is not about being happy or not, but more about Aruna having to do it." Again, while putting on an annoyed expression, the hijab girl made a defence as if she understood the situation the most.
"Can you guys not make a fuss and just focus on the wo…?" Aruna had not yet had time to finish her words, she was stunned to see Surya's figure standing there.
"Aaaa... !!" The hijab girl screamed in surprise when she traced Aruna's eyes and found a smiling person standing on the steps right behind her.
"Is he your future husband??" A big man carelessly talked.
"Isn't that his assistant?" Lili straightened out.
"Is there anything left behind?" Aruna wanted to know why Surya was back.
"Oh no, I purposely picked you up. I hope you remember that today there is still a clothes fitting schedule." Surya reminded her.
Aruna realised that she forgot that. She then stood, looking for her bag.
"Only you two? Is the blue-eyed man downstairs?" Damar asked Hendra.
"No, he already has another schedule."
Surya's reply was greeted by the tall young man's frown expression. Damar jumped with Aruna's footsteps. He passed Surya and walked faster than the two of them.
"I am coming along."
Who knew what was inside Damar's head.
"A man and a woman coming together, that's not nice." Damar added, looking for excuses.
"Hey... I'm not matched because I'm pregnant." Aruna felt the need to straighten out whatever was on Damar's head.
"I know, I just want to act as your assistant." Damar was standing in front of the car door.
"Assistant, please open the lock." Damar asked Surya. Surya then pressed the button on the car key, the sound "bib" was heard.
"Please enter the car, Miss." Damar mimicked Surya's speaking style.
'This man is really annoying.' Surya murmured.
"Don't make me shy." Aruna entered the car and was followed by Damar. She couldn't help but giggled at her best friend's behaviour.
"I want to act as your assistant. Isn't he also the blue-eyed man's assistant?" Damar replied, as if his innocence was sitting beside Aruna.
"My boss's name is Hendra." Surya slightly stabbed the intonation, indicating that he was starting to be disturbed by the outrageous behaviour of a young man named Damar.
"Oh yeah, that person meant." Damar's statement accompanied Surya's movement to control the car.
***
After walking through the hustle and bustle of Jakarta's streets, they stopped at a boutique with a classic concept.
Several wedding dresses, from modern to traditional, were neatly arranged on the mannequin. Surya immediately greeted one of the saleswomen. It looked like they had made an appointment.
The saleswoman rushed inside. A few moments later, she came out with a stylish looking man with an LV scarf draped around his neck.
The man seemed familiar. Aruna felt that she had seen her on infotainment that aired every afternoon.
"Oh... Mr Hendra... So happy, finally I can meet you." The man put on his sweetest smile then hugged Damar.
Aruna couldn't control her laugh, finding Damar stunned, receiving a misdirected hug from the designer.
"Sorry, Dede, Mr Hendra is not yet able to attend, please introduce... Miss Aruna and her friend." Surya immediately cleared up the misunderstanding.
Ah yes, Aruna just remembered that the designer was named Dede Budiardjo. She immediately welcomed Dede's greeting.
The three of them were asked to go up to the 2nd-floor. It looked like the room on the 2nd-floor was a VVIP room.
A saleswoman with a charming face stood up straight with a friendly smile, directing the three of them to sit on a comfortable soft sofa.
Surya seemed engrossed in chatting for a while with Dede. Not long after, Dede asked Aruna to follow him. Aruna aimed at several white wedding dresses that were ready to be tried on.
The dresses still looked complicated in Aruna's eyes. Just seeing the cut, Aruna knew that every dress required her to wear high heels so that the dress was more charming.
Aruna chose the simplest one among the others. It was a white dress with ribbon back and a little bit of beading. Its tail wasn't long, a dress that fell dangling beautifully.
Somehow, she wasn't sure that her body would be beautiful.
Dede frowned, but he couldn't do anything about it.
