The Energy Of Love 2

The Energy Of Love 2
Jealous


Two days after Sabrina's death. Fira and Henry return to focus on preparing for their second marriage. Just today Fira was visiting Henry's office. Before that, he stopped the car in a special car parking lot. There Fira was accompanied by Lefia. These two women appear compact wearing a light brown robe with a triangular hijab of tanned foliage motif.


Fira and Lefia stood in front of the towering white-story building. Fira looked up while opening her clear glasses. See the Excellent Entertainment signpost. He still did not expect that Henry was a successful man. Until now Fira considers her future husband is a simple man and a hobby of playing ball.


"If I marry Henry who incidentally successful businessman like this will often be left behind," Inner Fira.


"Mom, what's the dream?" lefia asked to surprise Fira.


Fira replied, "uh, yes, already, we go straight into the office."


When Fira and Lefia were about to walk into the company, Lefia was shocked to see the figure of a mature man who had long known. The man walked in front of Lefia. Suddenly Lefia clasped Fira's hand, making Fira stop her steps.


"Shortly, Mom!" sergeant Lefia.


"What's up, Lef?" ask Fira.


"Mas Irwan!" peekik Lefia's.


"Lefia, don't squeal at the office!" reproof Fira.


The man in the driver's uniform called by Lefia then turned his back. The faces of Lefia and the man looked crisp. It was as if the two had only met for the first time. While Fira frowned in wonder. Fira wondered, since when did Lefia have a male friend without her knowledge?


"Loh, Dik Lefia, is here, to?" The man named Irwan approached Lefia.


"Mas Irwan can also be here as well?" ask Lefia.


"It's working here, to, so Mr. Henry's driver. Kan Mas has told you, if Mas work as a personal driver," replied Irwan.


"Well, where do I think the driver is? Oh, you just found out about me, Mom. How come the new genie looks that way, Mom."


"Yes, you know I've been sick this week. What are you doing here, Dik Lefia?"


"I'm Bu Fira's assistant. This is my boss and his future wife, Mr. Henry." Lefia introduces Fira to Irwan.


"Oh, this is Mr. Henry's candidate. Greetings from me, ma'am." Irwan clenched both hands while occasionally nodding.


Fira also clenched her hands in a friendly manner. "Greetings."


"If Bu Fira wants to meet Mr. Henry, there's a kok-in his room on the sixth floor. Let me take you to Mr. Henry's room."


"Good."


Irwan, Fira and Lefia enter the elevator to take them to the sixth floor. Irwan pressed the elevator button towards the sixth floor. Fira still feels if this is a dream. It was the first time he had set foot in an office this big. Moreover, he knew this office belonged to Henry.


"Oh, yeah, you know that, where are you?" ask Fira to Lefia and Irwan.


"Oh, we know him on Facebook, Mom, hehehe" Lefia replied.


"Actually we've known for a long time, about half a year so, yes, Dik Lefia. Uh, thank you for meeting Dik Lefia today. It turns out that the world is narrow" said Irwan.


"So, you have no plans for the next level, do you?" said Fira.


"Wow, so say I'm the same as Miss Fira," said Irwan.


"Yes, nothing times. You've known half a year, if you're ready to get married. I allow Lefia to marry this Mas Irwan," Fira said.


"Oh Allah, Miss Fira. Don't make me wrong" Lefia blushed.


"It's okay, Lef. If you're both serious, then I'll go to Henry, what?" proposal Fira.


Irwan scratched the nape. "Yes, how good it is, Mom."


"Are you on istikharah? Your family knows, doesn't it?" ask Fira.


"Alhamdulillah, we have actually undergone istikharah. The family also inshaallah has been told. I just still want to say to Mr. Henry," replied Irwan.


"Keep, your istikharah answer, how?" ask Fira again.


"Alhamdulillah, I have indeed established the same Mas Irwan, Ma'am. Mas Irwan said the same as me, please tell Bu Fira," replied Lefia.


"Oh Allah, there is nothing. If I had known, I would have supported you. Rather than long know, not good later. If it's equally steady in the heart, yes, continue to the wedding only," said Fira.


Lefia and Irwan stared at each other while smiling in embarrassment. They are between touched and happy because they have the support of Fira about their closeness. So also Fira seemed happy to see her personal assistant had found the right choice.


***


Irwan, Lefia and Fira arrive in front of Henry's room. Irwan first entered Henry's room. While Fira and Lefia waited outside the room. Fira lowered her head while rubbing her left arm with her right hand. The entire employee's eyes were still looking at Fira while whispering about it.


Irwan walked out of Henry's room and said, "Bu Fira, please come in. Henry's sir is waiting."


"Emm, yes," said Fira.


"Me and Dik Lefia are waiting in the office cafeteria, yes, ma'am" Irwan said.


"Okay, please."


Fira awkwardly walked into Henry's room with trembling legs. Open that slightly open door. Fira gave a glance. Henry was not alone there. Henry was sitting on the sofa opposite the direction of his two guests. The two guests were a middle-aged man and a brown-haired young girl unraveled. Henry seemed familiar talking to his guest.


Fira looked at the conversation before her eyes. Especially if Fira saw the young girl, her gaze could not be separated from Henry's face. Fira's heart began to grow jealous. Fira grew more and more insecure when she saw that the young girl was prettier than her. Fira is confused, wants to get out of here, but mixed with bad taste in Henry.


"Fira, here!" greet Henry.


Fira nodded. His feet were heavy to get to Henry. The man with a height of 180 centimeters approached his future wife. Netra Fira was also heavy to turn around Henry. His gaze was precisely on the window glass of the room.


"Include me, this is my future wife, her name is Maghfira Annisa" Henry said, introducing Fira to his two guests. "Fir, this is Mister Jordan and his daughter Miss Anna Lichia."


Fira looked at the two guests. The girl dressed in a knee-length dress stood in front of Fira. He reached out to Fira. Slowly Fira reached out her hand. Fira and the girl shook hands with each other, then quickly released the handshake.


"Greetings from me, Fira," said Fira flatly.


"I'm Anna Lichia. Greetings to know too. I didn't expect Henry to get married soon. I think Henry is single. How lucky you are to be Henry's wife" Anna said.


"Hm." Fira slowly nodded.


"Mister Jordan is the owner of an advertising company in Toronto, Canada. Anna is a friend of Harvard University. Their company suffered a huge loss. Eventually, they sold the company to me" Henry explained.


Fira was silent. Henry immediately responded to the attitude of Fira suddenly became cold. For a moment Henry sighed. Henry just remembered that today there was an agenda meeting with the preparation team for his marriage with Fira.


"Ehem, Mister Jordan and Anna seem to be pretty here today. You see, I and my future wife want to prepare for our marriage" said Henry.


"Okay, no problem, Henry. Understand your situation. And may your marriage run smoothly," said the sultry middle-aged man. (OK, no problem, Henry. I understand your situation.)


"Aamiin's." Henry bowed respectfully.


Jordan and Anna say goodbye to going home. Not forgetting, Anna greeted Fira kindly before she left. Fira reciprocates Anna's hospitality. But when Anna said goodbye to Henry, instead Anna waved to Henry. Makes Fira even more jealous of seeing him, even though Henry ignores Anna.


***


From Henry's room until arriving at the ground floor, Fira's face reddened like a boiled crab. Henry looked at his heart as if it was not okay. Henry tried to examine Fira's plan. Henry was walking with a living statue.


Each Henry met with company employees, between company officials and employees friendly to each other. But Fira again silenced, even if someone greeted him, the corner of his lips smiled knot.


"What's wrong with you?" sergeant Henry. He stood in front of Fira.


"There's nothing" replied Fira flatly.


"You're jealous because there was Anna?"


Fira slowly shook her head. "It's a habit."


"Aren't I honest? I'm shouting we're getting married!"


"Didih, what the hell? No need to extend it, now to the wedding organizer!"


Henry stepped almost closer to Fira. Fira retreated to distance himself from Henry. Fira's cheeks instantly ranum due to wrong behavior. They were on the office terrace. Then people saw the debate between Henry and Fira.


"I know you are jealous. Be honest to me," said Henry, grinning. (I know you're jealous. Honestly me.)


"Sir Henry, let's get to the wedding organizer!" yelled Irwan from a distance. He and Lefia were waiting in the parking lot.


Fira turned to Irwan and Lefia. "That's right! Come on, I'm with Lefia. Henry's with Mas Irwan, yeah."


Fira rushed to the parking lot. Fira did not forget to wear glasses. Henry had a desire to grab Fira's hand and then hold it. But Henry's hand seemed to undo his intention to reach Fira's hand. Henry is aware for now that he and Fira have not officially become husband and wife. It was not yet lawful for him to come into contact with Fira.


Henry took a breath. Both of his hands were pocketed in his pants. He followed Fira from behind. This narrow-eyed man chuckled, seeing that his lover was jealous. Henry believes in the love in Fira's heart for him.


"If you and I were married. If you're jealous like that. I want to pinch your cheeks with anxiety. Fira, you look so sweet when you're jealous." Henry sat up while focusing on Fira who was getting into the car.