44 He Again

Liza suddenly appeared after I finished tidying everything in its original place. I sat down and started operating my computer. I turned it on and I sat dumbfounded. Liza came with unsteady steps and entered the admin room still with a silent mouth. I know that her arrival did not fail to make me want to immediately kneel down to apologize for my slightly rude behavior to her (ah no! no, not a little! But a lot of that was rude). I greeted her presence by kneeling in front of her as soon as my hand pleaded, my face pleaded.

"Liza, I'm sorry, I promise I won't do it again. I didn't mean anything bad. After all, how do you know if you two have a mate? He and you are both rich, right?" I begged her while flashing the most poignant gaze full of lamentation befitting a stepmother.

"It's okay, Nez. It's useless you always do that. Repeating mistakes and apologizing again, and so on. That's how your character is. No one will be able to change it." She scolded me curtly.

I immediately hugged her. Especially? Yes, I just rely on crying so I can convince her more that I'm sorry.

"You're always like this, how can you grow up? How can you ever not bother people?" She added with a cynical face.

Liza still won't look at me. even so he didn't tell me or force me to let go of my arms. I still hugged her tightly.

"Liz, then what do you think of the man?"

"How would I know? Just met you once."

"Yeah, what's your first impression, right?" I explained to her.

"Maybe he really is your soul mate, so that you can be mastered by a man who is more mature, so that you become an adult too. How old is he?" Liza asked next.

"I don't know for sure, but Dad said he was about 29 years old, five years apart from me." I quickly sat down in my chair.

"Yeah, he means more mature and that suits you."

"Ah, don't be like that Liz, I was asking your impression of meeting him? Not his impression of me. Don't you have any interest in him? I matched it."

"Reckless!!! I'm not that desperate this time." Liza was a little annoyed while I chuckled seeing her expression.

"He's handsome, white, smooth too for a boy's size. Isn't he rich too? Actually you can be said to be lucky. You know, but what about me? Unfortunately, that's not my criteria. After all, he looks like he has playboy streaks, doesn't he?" Her analysis is guesswork. It seems like yes because his parents just said he was dating only when he was a teenager.

AFTER WORK...

As usual, I greeted Arman and asked him to go to the parking lot together, but it turned out that Arman still had an assignment to meet our company's customers, so I just said goodbye to him to go home first. I was very surprised when I was about to drive my motorbike, until at the gate of our office, there was already a car parked in front right. As I drew nearer to the gate, he continued to advance. As soon as the car went on, it made my motorbike even more unable to get out because for a long time the car was blocking my motorbike. Hey wait, this is a familiar car. Is there a brand on it, I actually read eight A*d*s? The shiny silver color reflecting the sunlight is really dazzling to the eyes.

For a moment my anger and desire subsided earlier. A man got out of his car, he was wearing dark glasses and wearing a suit, full tie like the same person as me, coming home from work.

"Nez, you owe me something! Come on down! You have to give me an explanation of what happened yesterday," he told me. This man turned out to be Royan. He came here without telling me.

"Eh, there's nothing to explain. I want to go home," I said still riding my motorbike.

"You will go home with me, put your motorbike here. Get in my car. I want you to explain something!" He told me to pull my arm.

"Whew, what the hell. It hurts!" I snapped at that time.

I saw him opening his cell phone and calling someone.

"Assalamu'alaikum, hello Dad? Inez is coming home with me, Dad. I've already picked her up. This is Inez, she want to talk to Dad." What?! He called my dad? So much so that I have to go with him. He handed me his cell phone. I glared and wryly grabbed the phone in the end.

"What the hell are you talking about, Hallo... Dad, what's up?"

"Hello, Inez... It's okay if you and Royan are together, I'm actually happy that you're getting closer. Because your engagement event is one week away, right?!" said Dad from there.

I'm so tired of it. I had forgotten, even Father reminded me again, less than a week. Hummm until now I haven't told anyone, I don't know what to do?

"Yes Father, see you at home. Assalamu'alaikum," I said wearily.

I left and went back to the parking lot to put my bike down again. Now I'm unsteadily stepping foot. Yesterday I was happy because I went home with Arman. Now I'm like upside down and fall down by force to go with Royan.

He jogged to open the car door for me. I walked down my face. I got in the car too. He immediately drove the car sped towards a place that I also do not know where.

"I collect your promise to have dinner with me, yesterday you invited me but you left us. So I asked for a replacement today," he explained to me. I'm just silent.

"Don't be sad, Honey. I won't be mad at you for what happened yesterday. Forget it all, okay? Now I just want to eat with you," he added, but I remained silent.

"Jeng tring trong ... Jeng tring trong ...." suddenly there was a call from my cell phone. Wow, is he. Arman? brought a smile to my heart instantly.

"Yes, hello honey." I deliberately sweetened Arman in front of him so that he knew I was still not separated and still dating my lover.

"Where are you? Your motorbike is here alone, I thought it was Benny, it wasn't there," his voice sounded worried about me.

"I put my motorbike there first, because ... Ehm ... I was picked up by him, on Father's will, I was on the phone." I answered while holding back my feelings. I'm sure Arman is sad and jealous like I saw Ayu with him.

"Ooh, that's it. It's okay, you're fine. Take care of yourself and when you're at home, call me," he concluded, ending our communication this afternoon. I agreed and ended with greetings.

Royan seemed indifferent as he continued to focus on driving his car, I glanced at him while whistling enjoying the music in his car. He didn't ask or look at me. Usually when I talk on the phone with Arman, he will immediately ask. But Ah, what a fool I don't have to think about her feelings. He also knew that I was inseparable from Arman.

TP* Plaza Surabaya? This place again? Hmmm... Why are you here again? I have no taste. Really! He turned and entered the Surabaya Mall parking arena. He invited me to have dinner here. After that he and I (forcedly) entered the entrance of a large mall like yesterday I was here.