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I didn't know what time Hans got back home. I fell a sleep and when I woke up I saw he was sitting in front of the computer. I sat up on the bed.
"Hans, what time is it now? Kenapa tak tidur lagi? I tried calling you twice but you didn't answer...I was worried you know.......", and I waited for his reply.
He stood up and walked over to the bed. "I'm sorry I fell a sleep at the office. I had a late meeting and didn't check my cellphone..., when I woke up I saw the time and it was quite late so I rushed home...", as he sat on the bed and kissed me on my right cheek.
"It's so strange that you are acting this way. It's not like you." Aku pelik dengan sikap Hans, lately. "I would really appreciate a courtesy call informing you'll be home late." I was a little bit upset with Hans.
"It's my fault. I'm really, really sorry. I promise it will never happened again." Hans promised. He looked at me and I looked back at him.
I got off the bed. "I wanna check on Tariq.". I looked at the table clock. 2:30 a.m. "It's almost Tariq's feeding time. I'll be in the next room....". I turned and look at Hans. "You know Hans, you look awfully tired. Pergilah tidur....", I said and left the bedroom.
While I was breastfeeding Tariq, Hans stood and lean against the door. He was staring at us. I stared back at him.
"Kenapa Hans? Are you alright?", I asked sambil gently cradling Tariq. Hans walked in and kissed me on the head. I looked up. "Don't be too long Babe, okay?", he said. I nodded. He kissed Tariq on the cheek.
Fifteen minutes later.......
Hans looked up when he saw me walked into the bedroom. "Come here, I missed you so much...", he said and I climbed onto the bed. I sat on his lap and facing him. "I missed you too....but you are acting kinda odd, Hans. You're scaring me....what's going on..?". And I squeezed his hands.
"Nothing.....I just want all of you for me tonight. During the day Tariq can have you but during the night you 're all mine.", this time his hands are on my hips. He caresses...., gently.
I got up and instantly Hans sat up. He tugged my arm a little bit and I resisted. "Babe...., ", and he let go. "Where you're going?".
I sat on my side of the bed and said, "I spoke to Iddin earlier tonight".
"Oh? Is everything okay between you guys?", he sounded concerned. "What did you guys talk about?". Hans grabbed his camera on the bedside table and was playing with it. Checking the lens and zooming in and out.
"You.....pretty much.", I replied and looked at Hans.
"Me?", he looked up and was kinda surprised by my answer.
"Yeah, you....I was just curious why both of you have to spend a week in Singapore the last 5 trips. I mean kalau meeting pun normally it will take 2-3 days saja. So I asked Iddin, what else you guys do there?, I explained.
Aku perhatikan air muka Hans berubah serta merta. "So what did he say." He slowly lay back on the bed. I sense he was not comfortable with the topic of discussion. "He called you?", Hans asked.
"Nope, I did. I thought I could get some insight of what is going on from him. Because I can see that you have done nothing but avoiding the issue every time I bring it up.", I replied truthfully. "Is there anything you are not telling me?".
"You have doubts about me and my work?", he looks serious.
"No, not to that extend. You guys corroborate your answers because Iddin said the same thing....All I want is an explanation. That is all. But if everything is good, you tell me......". I was still coercing him to spill out the truth. "Anyway I see that you have not been yourself these past months and it worries me, a lot. I am concern about you....".
"Thank you Babe. I assure you everything is fine.". He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. He grabbed his camera and got off the bed.
"Okay, if you say so......,.". I slipped myself under the comforter.
"And how often do you call Fazidin?", Hans sounded very curious. He sat on the sofa.
I left Hans last question unanswered.
Part 2.
The conversation I had with Hans a few nights ago still haunts me. This morning I'm at Iddin's office and Hans had to travel to Bali. He's meeting Bapak Yoka Sara about the progress report on his house in Port Dickson. So far it is almost at its completion stage and should be ready for his Dad's 60th birthday celebration in 2 months time.His Mom wanted to give a beach party. With Tariq's presence I seldom get to travel broad with Hans. His mom insisted if I ever want to take time off and follow Hans, she is willing to take care of her grandson. It was a nice gesture but I think it's just me.....I can't be apart from my son for so long.
"Good morning Atika...had your breakfast?", Iddin walked in his office. I was waiting for him since 9 a m this morning and he finally arrived with coffee and bagels. "Here you go, Caramel Latte for you and Caramel Macchiato for me.". He press the intercom and called his assistant in. "Fazura come in please...".
A moment later his assistant walked in...."Toasted bagel please....and don't forget the cream cheese", and Fazura nodded and left.
I find it unusual that this time round I was asked to work with Iddin. I didn't asked much since I'm on contractual basis here. "Iddin, kenapa kali ni I have to report directly to you? Normally I report to The HR Director...", I braved myself to asked Iddin.
"I am just executing Hans instructions.", dia sibuk membuka fail-fail yang ditinggalkan oleh Fazura, seolah-olah mengelak dari memandang muka aku.
"You know, it's about time you start dating. Fazura looks like a nice girl", aku tersenggih......"she's single and you pun dah lama solo.....", I proposed.
"Let's be serious Atika. That's the last thing on my mind!". Iddin raise his voice. I was shocked and flabbergasted the way Iddin reacted.
"Hey..., hey...., hey....., I'm sorry if I offended you....", aku juga mula meninggikan suara. Fazura came in with the toasted bagels. Iddin and I both stood quiet opposite each other across the table. I felt like bursting out with laughter and I was trying very hard controlling it. "Thanks Fazura, please close the door behind you.", Iddin asked Fazura to exit his office. "Ya Encik Fazidin......", jawab Fazura.
The moment I heard the door closed, I started laughing until my stomach hurts. "I'm sorry...."as I laughed uncontrollably and talking at the same time,......"It was a funny moment.....", sambil menarik nafas beberapa kali. And then, I saw Iddin smiled. I wonder whether Iddin has any interest in Fazura.
He sat on his leather arm chair. I walked over to him and lean my hips against his glass table. I crossed my legs, folded my arms and faced him. Iddin swiveled his chair and pause at me directly. There it is again......My heartbeat started pumping faster and faster. Iddin sat up straight. Now he has his hands on my hips. "Will you have lunch with me? This afternoon?", he suddenly popped a question. Caught me by surprised.
"Okay, as long as you're buying.....", I glee from ear to ear. Yes, makan free.....
"No problem....I'll drop by your office and we leave together.....", he had his strategies all laid out. He leaned back on his chair.
"No, why don't we meet in the basement. You can drive my carrrr.......", I suggested.
He replied, "Brilliant! I'll make the reservation. 12:30 p m sharp?"
"Okay, thanks for the coffee and bagel. I'll see you then......or is there anything else?", aku bersetuju.
"Nope, that is all for today. Thank you.", he replied. And I left his office.
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