TALAQ

TALAQ
Part 124 TALAQ


The car we were riding in arrived at the office at two hours and thirty minutes. But once in the office, Mr. Chess did not come down who came down from the car just me and Mrs Priska. I also do not ask where, even today there is no special schedule and Mr. Chess is also a leader so yes it is up to him, me and Ms. Priska to our respective rooms.


Today felt fast, either because I was relieved about my divorce case that was completed or because half-time three hours entered the office at four in the afternoon office hours were finished.


At four o'clock I've closed the laptop and tidied up my work desk, I'm putting back the files that I've been working on tomorrow just leave it to Mr. Chess.


"Bak come with me!" mr. Chess's orders and it was already in front of my desk.


"Where sir?" manya curious.


"Home home, I'll drive you home" replied the Chess relaxed.


"Going home? Sorry sir is not the father will soon want a proposal, it would be nice father do not send me home, not good, especially if it is heard by the future wife of the father." refused me politely.


"My future wife is in front of me now, "said Mr. Chess immediately seriously "It turns out not easy for mbak to be able to understand" said Mr. Chess.


"I hope you don't joke strangely, now all that is in front of you is me, sir." I said.


"Indeed, let me drive you home, I hope from now on don't mention who my future wife is, when the time comes you know too!" the order of Chess.


"I'll take a step up sir." I said politely.


"Do I need to cut your salary, so you want me to take you home" Chess said again.


"All right, it's up to you."


Finally I relented, I could see Mr. Chess stepping with a happy smile, when through the lobby, the state of the office was deserted because it was home, I follow Mr. Chess's steps to the car park where the Chess's car is parked.


"Why do you seem to dislike me?" chess asked me because my face was a little upset.


"No, sir, I thank you because you want to take me" I said.


"Actually I was willing to take a flower of kates from your mother mbak so I all I take you, I was also authorized by your father, so just calm down mbak" said Mr. Chess relaxed.


"What?" ask me immediately surprised"When did you order the cates to my mother?" manya curious.


"So from the joglo house, I went to your old house, I miss Afri, yes I have been there alone, all the important things I talk about with father" said Mr. Chess.


Salama trip home finally I choose silence no longer ask or talk, my mind wanders by itself pura-Pura closed his eyes so as not to be invited to Talk by Mr. Catur.


Mr. Chess's car has turned towards my home and my parents, when I went down the Chess also came down, it was my mother who welcomed us both.


"Assalamu'alaikum buk," I said Salam.


"Assalamu'alaikum buk." Chess also said hello.


"Wa'alaikum greetings, enter first le, let's Fah!" ibukku's orders.


As usual, Mr. Chess always respects my parents if you visit my parents' house, Mr. Chess always shakes hands and kisses my parents' hands as I do.


Hearing my mother's speech I can only frown, since when my mother called Mr. Chess with the name le usually also call sir.


"Where's dad buk?" ask Chess to my mother,.


The three of us sat in the living room.


"Father to the rice field, will soon return he said he had exhausted the new magrip deliberation" said my mother.


"Yes, buk but all do not send mbak Afifah, so I just wait here" said Mr. Chess.


"Then I stay sir, msu take a shower!" pammitku


"Please mbak." said Mr. Chess friendly.


I headed to my own house with a sense of uncertainty, I don't know the arrival of the Chess sir this time like there is something that is kept secret from me.


Finished cleaning myself and praying I returned to my mother's house, I passed behind so directly the kitchen door because I was hungry I headed to the dining table regardless of the presence of Mr. Chess, after all, the one who was looking for Mr. Chess was not me but my father.


I opened the food cabinet, how surprised I was in the closet there was exactly the same food ordered by Mr. Chess at the joglo restaurant earlier.


Although still with a sense of disbelief I still eat but I chose oseng kembang kates, meaning true said Pak Catur about oseng kembang cates.