Mysterious Gus
#88's chat. The Secret

..."Everything needs a process, but a process will never work without real action,"...

...Altiam...

It has been three days for a Tiam to enjoy the time of his heartbreak left behind by marriage by Ermira.

No tears adorned Tiam's heartbreak, but the man was laughing in Hyeon's apartment room with a laptop on his lap.

"Tiam, are you okay? Why are you laughing by yourself?" Hyeon's voice from outside stopped Tiam's laughter.

"I'm fine and I'm going back to Jakarta" Tiam said from the inside, not intending to open the door.

"You're going home?" Surprised by Tiam's statement, Hyeon went straight into the room. Fortunately Tiam did not lock it, it was a sign anyone could enter.

"Hm, maybe the day after tomorrow is back again,"

"Is there something urgent? Farel's coming too?"

"No, it's my own business. Bang Asz I'll tell you later,"

"Okay, okay. You be careful and come back quickly,"

"Hm, I'm leaving," Tiam smiled broadly as he patted Hyeon's shoulder before leaving his apartment.

Hyeon stared strangely at Tiam who was slowly moving away. A strange feeling increasingly attacked Hyeon when he saw Tiam still laughing until his shoulders shook.

"Did a broken heart drive him crazy?"

***

Tiam did not immediately return to Jakarta, he is now precisely in the hospital where Fisha koas and of course the place where the father of his girl is treated. I don't know what the sad boy will do, moreover he carries some tentengan in his hand.

"Woy, Stubborn!" Tiam turned around as the familiar voice and call greeted him. Although he had only known for a few days, Tiam already knew that it was Clara's voice.

"Ciee, who was not greedy," cried Clara when she arrived before Tiam.

Tiam clucked irritably, which Clara said had a point as well. Why did he have to turn his head when Clara shouted 'constant'?!

"Why are you in the hospital? A phisha? That's what? Make me?" Clara is so noisy and confident.

"Cepo. Notwithstanding. Goods. It's really pede,"

"Diih, lo byebelin! Keep looking, who? That Ermira?"

Tiam resumed his steps, letting Clara also follow him, "Hm,"

"Ckckck, she's got a husband, Mbel. Yes, although later he will be separated, but you have to be patient, Mbel. There's a process,"

"Processes only exist if we move. You better continue your activities, don't follow me anymore. You look like a starving chick,"

"Ck, I'm just nasehatin. Sensian lo! Yes, I went back around again. Good luck," Clara bravely patted Tiam's shoulder. Right if it's slow, but he's patting firmly until Tiam steps back.

"Fisha's love has a friend like her,"

After arriving at papa Ermira's ward, Tiam nodded slowly and went straight in. It turned out that in the room there was only Ermira with her father.

Tiam smiled faintly and walked closer, "Assalamu'alaikum," he said.

"Wa'alaikumussalam,"

"You're Mira's friend who saw Mira's marriage contract yesterday, right?" Ask papa Ermira, Abdillah.

"Yes, I'm Tiam, sir,"

"Ooh, I'm Abdillah. Just call Om,"

Tiam just nodded and put his luggage on the nightstand, "A little hand from Me, may you get well soon,"

"Thank you,"

"Why are you here, Tiam?" Ermira. Although Tiam's thin smile is charming, but Ermira knows very well, that thin smile is another meaning.

"You are, Mir! Same friend judes once," rebuked Abdillah.

"No problem, sir," bela Tiam then faced Ermira.

"I'll be back in Jakarta for a few days. Afraid of not seeing each other again after I returned, so I came today,"

"How many days? Whynot? Same who?"

Tiam chuckled as Ermira reflexively asked so. Ermira was silent. Although it had been years, Ermira's habit had never changed to interview Tiam if the man was about to leave.

"Three days at the earliest and one week at the longest. Managing the move of headquarters from NY to Indonesia, Jakarta to be exact. Along with Jong and some of our parties," and of course Tiam replied with a very clear explanation. He was happy, his Ermiranya never changed for him, always possessive.

"O-oh, just go! Why am I saying good to you?!"

Tiam gently rubbed Ermira's head, "You'll be fine,"

"No!"

"All right, I gotta go. This is a vitamin for your papa, good for post-surgery," Tiam put a bottle of medicine on the nightstand.

"Medicine from the doctor is already a-"

"Just relax, the medicine is safe. It's even perfectly safe" Tiam gave a smile.

Tiam's steps had to come to a halt as the figure of Ermira's husband stood at the door, preparing to open the door.

"You?" Irfan looked at Tiam questioningly.

"Just for a moment" said Tiam impressed arrogant and left just like that. Either upbringing who, but Tiam is very good at playing the role of arrogant and dominant.

"The soul mate has eaten?"

Tiam sighed with his head shaking in wonder. His eyes looked back at Clara. This time he was with Jong and coolly wrestled on Jong's arm, just like a monkey child.

"Master, I'm late," Jong slightly bowed, ignoring Clara who was still cool with her arms.

"No problem, I understand that you found a monkey boy around the hospital,"

"Sia*an!" Maki Clara while kicking Tiam's shin.

Tiam chuckled, "This monkey boy should be preserved, Jong,"

"Okey, thanks for you. It doesn't mean you support me with Mas Jong,"

Tiam screeched, "May Jong not suffer with you,"

"Lo!" Clara is furious about hitting Tiam, but Jong first holds him back.

"Don't be rude" said Jong, who made Clara smile sweetly.

"Okey, Mas Jumbo,"

"I'm not kidding anymore. How's Jong?" Tiam back to serious mode, his steps are now back firmly and confident, in contrast to the more relaxed earlier.

Jong follows, letting Clara stick to him. The girl should be tired by herself, "All is ready, sir. Including additional plans, it should be in accordance with the planned,"

"Good, did you report to Mr Asz?"

"Already, Sir. Includes additional plans. He supported and gave the message, "Jong seemed hesitant to deliver because there was Clara.

"Tell me! The Monkey boy won't understand,"

"Gue is not a Monkey Boy!"

"Mr Asz said, "May your efforts succeed and you must be prepared to accept the consequences later," like that, sir,"

"All right, I get it. Where's the car?"

"Western parking, not far from the exit,"

"Come on!"

"Clara, I have to go, please let me go!" Pinta Jong when Clara still faithfully stick to him even though not much sound.

"You're going to Jakarta, right? Long, right? What if I miss?"

"You don't deserve to be spoiled, Clara," hina Tiam.

"Bodo very! Anyway can't leave before kiss me on the forehead!"

"I can't,"

"Yes, you can't go!"

Tiam chuckles, quite happy with Jong and Clara's interaction. It was like seeing his memories with Ermira first.

"Just give me what he asks, Jong! We'll be late later,"

Jong sighed, visibly hesitating at Clara's request.

"Cieeh, Mas Jodoh is so funny, anyway,"

Jong placed his index and middle fingers on Calara's forehead and kissed her briefly, "I'm gone" and passed away, leaving Clara stupefied and Tiam laughing.

"Mas Jong, wait!" Prevent Clara from running after Jong.

"Ke-"

Cup

Replace the frozen Jong. Clara boldly kissed her cheek. The girl really made him hang.

"Be careful, I wait for you to come home" said Clara and ran into the hospital.

"God, he's the happiness I've been waiting for all my life. Don't take him, God!" Clara, the noisy girl, hides her tears of unclear meaning.

"How does it feel? Is your heart crazy? It's like there's a butterfly in your stomach?" Ledek Tiam made Jong reawaken from his daydream.

"Sorry sir, I'm negligent,"

"No problem, I understand what it's like for us to be home" Tiam got into the passenger car, leaving Jong as the driver.

Now his goal is only one, reclaiming his happiness.

Tbc...

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