[NOT] Beautiful Wedding
Ch.44 Hendrik's Intentions

Oryza and Damar walked side by side in the supermarket with eyes busy looking for anything they would buy. That afternoon, the supermarket seemed to be crowded with visitors. It seems like many people who just came home from work stopped by the supermarket to shop for groceries. Some are shopping alone, some are accompanied by friends, some are coming with their partners. Oryza involuntarily smiled wryly.

Oryza secretly glanced at Damar with the tail of his eyes. Looking at the several pairs of eyes that were watching them, he was sure that they thought he and Damar were a couple. Well, they are a couple, but the employer and lackey couple.

"Master, there yuk!" take Oryza to a pile of meat, fish, and chicken that has been packed neatly and clean. Damar followed Oryza, who seemed to be picky about meat. "Master, you like to eat meat, don't you?" asked Oryza with eyes and hands focused on sorting out the meat.

"Hmmm .." says Damar briefly.

"Is there something allergic?" ask Oryza to make sure not to get the result of his boredom, his boss became sick.

"No,"

"Seafood?"

"Likes,"

"Is there a menu or food item that you don't like?"

"Thank God I love everything. Want to eat rice with sambal terasi and crackers doang even I do not matter if you just have to," said Damar indifferently.

"Sayur bitter?" Oryza lifted a large piece of bitter melon while smiling amusedly. A lot of people don't like bitter melon, he thought. He believes that men like Damar also do not like.

"I like it, let alone rolled or patched," Damar said making Oryza's mouth round.

"Wow, seriously sir! Well, we are the same dong, not picky. So what are we cooking tonight? Any ideas?" asked Oryza subconsciously saying the word 'we' as if they were going to have dinner together.

"I'm sending it all to you. You buy what you think you need to buy. If there is something you want to buy, just choose it, then put it on my bill," said Damar while pulling the palm of Oryza and put a card on it. Then Damar whispered a row of familiar figures in his ears.

Then Damar stretched his legs out somewhere leaving Oryza who was still glued in place. How not, Damar's position was so close to him. Even he could feel the warmth of the roar of breath that hit his neck and the distinctive aroma of his superior. Not the smell, not also the smell of mint as in the novels, but typical and according to him the aroma is very ...

'Oh, this is my brain even traveling! Not long ago widowed, have been thinking strangely aja you, Za, Za,'

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Oryza and Damar have arrived in the lobby carrying a sizable grocery bag. Actually, the grocery bag is only two, but I don't know what the third bag is because the heart is Damar's own groceries. Oryza didn't want to ask too many questions either. Maybe it was Damar's personal need, he thought.

"Sir, how come you pulled my unit bell?" oryza asked in surprise when Damar hit his apartment bell instead of his own. But Damar just smiled broadly.

Shortly after, Siti opened the door. From behind his body appeared the King, Queen, and Dodi.

Siti blinked confused, even the children because why it was Damar who stood in front of their apartment, while Oryza stood in front of the door of Damar's apartment.

"Mother why shana? Tell Damal here?" the Queen was confused.

"Om there's something for you, right!" Damar thrusting a large white pouch made the three boys curious.

It did not take long, the three children rounded their eyes so bright when they saw the contents filled with bread, wafers, chocolate, milk, marshmellow, and various other snacks.

"It's really for us, om?" Now the King who spoke made Damar nod. "Yeay, thanks om. Om good deh," exclaimed the King and Queen. In contrast to Oryza who was dumbfounded to see the interaction of his superiors and children.

Damar widened his smile as he saw the happy expressions on the faces of the three boys. He was intent on taking the King and Queen's heart. But he approached not merely because he wanted to attract the sympathy of Oryza, but he did like children. Damar doesn't want to choose love. Although Dodi is Oryza's housekeeper's son, he treats her the same. Moreover, the poor boy never felt the affection of a father. It's so sad.

After the three boys entered, Damar turned his body.

"Udah is almost Maghrib, shower gih continue to pray. After that I just cook my dinner," said Damar then he opened the door and then entered into it leaving Oryza who was again confused by the attitude of his superiors.

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The sound of a spatula clanking with a frying pan was heard filling the kitchen area of the Damar apartment. Oryza is currently cooking dinner for his boss. As for Damar, he seemed to be busy with the tablet in his hand with the tail of his eyes occasionally glancing towards Oryza who looked so deftly doing his job.

"What are you cooking?" ask Damar.

"I cook ... "

But Oryza did not answer, and suddenly his phone rang. Oryza then reached into the phone he put in his pajama pocket. His eyes narrowed in dislike when he saw the name of the caller so he chose to ignore it. The phone rings again. Looks like the caller won't stop until the call is picked up.

"Who?" ask Damar curiously.

"Not an important person, sir," Oryza replied flatly.

"If it doesn't matter, why does he keep calling? You'd better pick up, there could be something that the guy wants to say," Damar's advice made Oryza sigh violently.

Then he excused me a little bit to lift the call.

"Hello," he sat down with Oryza as he called.

"Assalamu'alaikum, China. Are you really ketus, Za? Usually you first say hello, why now even kayak gini?"

"Wa'alaikum salam. What's up?" oryza asked quickly, ignoring Hendrik's question.

Yeah, the one who called him right now is Hendrik. He is now really carrying out his intention to attract the heart of Oryza again to want to return to him.

"How are you, Za?" asked Hendrik gently.

'Clever, attentive, soft-spoken. Where have you been all this time? When you are alone, you rarely call. You even ignored my call. The turn has split a new attention snobs. Be late!'

"Good."

I heard a rough breath from across there. Maybe Hendrik also felt that he was careless to talk to him.

"If it's kids?"

"Good,"

"Za, are you still mad at me?"

"You think?"

"Za, man,"

"Have it, don't have much to say, what do you really want?" Pissed Oryza.

"Za, I know that we're separated. But we can't just be friends. For the kids, Za. I know, I was wrong, but I don't want us to be this far away. I want to have a good relationship with you. Forgive me for hurting you, can you please soften your heart a little? Not for me, Za, but for the kids. I don't want our children to see us hate each other, even though you're the one who hates me because honestly I still hate each other ... "

"Za, haven't you? Haven't you? Let's eat yuk!" suddenly a voice not far from the position of Oryza made the woman turn and reflexively close the call.

From across the street, Hendrik swore while slamming his coffee glass as he caught the gentle and attentive voice of a man on Oryza.

"Who is that man? Ahsaq ... I won't let you belong to anyone else, Za. You are only mine, only mine" he murmured with roaring chests and teeth cuddling.

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**Double up yes brother! If the other 2 chapters may be 4 chapters but othor is only 2!

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