However, when Thomas descended from the fourth floor and approached Olive, who greeted him with a smile, nothing was amiss. Seriously, Olive could still joke about the bouquet he had given her earlier in the day. She said, "Your money is quite plentiful, huh? Wow... I won't hesitate to spend everything you have."
Her smile was priceless to Thomas now. He knew that Olive hadn't had the chance to admire the bouquet properly since the SAVEFUND customers had been quite busy today. Olive had even taken her meals in turns with her coworkers. Their daily work routine remained unchanged. Thomas hadn't created any special situations for Olive just because he was her superior at the Senayan branch. As long as they were both bank employees...
"Do you like the bouquet?" Thomas asked after ensuring that Olive had entered the car and was comfortably seated. He gazed at her beautiful face with an unwavering fascination. He also gently caressed her delicate cheek. Thomas knew that whe
He always forgot what he wanted to talk about, especially regarding their finances.Well... what can you do, right? The atmosphere was supportive, the soft bed was always ready to be torn apart, and Olive always managed to lure him into continuing their activities until his wife screamed his name at the end of their activities."Try opening the dashboard," Thomas instructed as he released their intertwined hands."Another hotel invitation, huh?" Olive was taken aback. "Oh, Bae, don't be ridiculous. My body still feels tired, you know. Can't you just do it once? I need to recharge. What if I get too tired and pass out? It's not funny, you know, Bae, if there's viral news about a wife passing out during her wedd—"Thomas wanted to pinch Olive's nose to cut off her breath entirely and then give her some extra breath right on her lips."Just open the dashboard," he said. If he continued to listen to Olive's nonsensical rambling, he would only bec
Marta had been a bit confused all day because of Thomas' rather strange request. Dela's performance from the beginning of her time at Senayan, along with her achievements and mistakes, was being assessed. It was noted for making year-end bonus evaluations. At SAVEFUND, all achievements and staff progress levels in terms of work were always appreciated, including the amount of the bonus received on December 25th each year."Anything else?" Thomas asked without taking off his glasses."No, Sir. Everything has been since Dela's internship year," Marta straightened her back slightly. "What's going on, Sir?""Oh," Thomas smiled faintly. "The branch in Bogor needs a replacement teller. Mr. Matthew requested someone senior to go there temporarily. Among Yossie and Dela, Dela is more senior, right?""Yes, that's true, Sir," Marta still didn't understand what Thomas was planning. As far as her knowledge went, being Thomas's subordinate and handling the administrat
"Why's the grilled chicken at the back of Plaza Senayan so good?" Olive asks, occasionally glancing behind her. She just finished her lunch. Although she only had half a portion of rice, she ordered two pieces of chicken. It's the same as being full, right?""I think it's because of the dining atmosphere, Liv," Yossie assumes. "Because when it's a bit crowded, and the rice is hot and freshly taken from the chicken marinating station, it's definitely delicious.""Yeah, you're right," Olive smiles faintly. "I felt so embarrassed meeting Mr. Matthew earlier.""Oh yeah, you were called to the meeting room, huh?"Olive nods without hesitation. "I got a really stern warning. Oh my God, I kept thinking about that wrong posting incident!""I've become more self-aware too.""Anyway, we need to keep improving ourselves and not easily give up when we make mistakes. Don't let it get us down. That was Mr. Matthew's advice."Having lunch with Yossi
"Couldn't sleep?" Thomas asks, looking puzzled. He thought Olive would have already fallen asleep in her room, especially after she had complained about being tired from work all day. When they returned, Thomas still had to finalize an important presentation for next week's meeting at the head office."Waiting for you," Olive responds with a pout. "Took forever."Thomas smiles faintly. "I'm sorry." He then rubs Olive's head with a fair amount of guilt. He should have been able to finish it at the office, but unfortunately, he was bombarded with requests from the marketing team all day. If everything gets approved, it won't just be the marketing team getting a bonus, but him too.So was it all in vain? No, definitely not! The bonuses he regularly receives from SAVEFUND because of his approved credit requests are not insignificant. Plus, for year-end bonus calculations, all assessments, including target achievement, are used as a basis to determine the amount of t
"But your wife is the same person, duh!" Olive protests halfheartedly."Well, what I mean is, back then, I had to restrain myself a lot, you know, not to cross any boundaries. Do you think your mom threats weren't scary? I was a bit mentally down because Mrs. Seira?"Olive blinks. "Really?""Both of you really put me in a bind. That's why I had to take action quickly. Luckily, God was kind enough to smooth everything out."Olive snorts, but her smile starts to show. Especially when Thomas pulls her into a hug again."Don't get upset about work stuff anymore," Thomas whispers while rubbing Olive's shoulder. "In my opinion, you're amazing for not getting provoked. Although I'm sure you would've acted without thinking first.""It's all because of you," Olive says, adjusting her position so she's half on top of Thomas. She loves it when her ear can hear Thomas's heartbeat there."Why me?""If I don't remember that I'm the wife of M
"Are you... still feeling sad, Na?" Koni asks the woman sitting beside her. Since getting into the carpool, she's kept her eyes closed. Usually, she'd chat or fix her hair to look beautiful before work. But for the past few days, Koni has noticed that Dena is quieter than usual.The recent question prompts her to open her eyes halfway. "Yeah," she replies shortly. She moves slowly and reaches into her bag, grabbing the cigarette box that's always there. Without needing any command, Koni lights it up for her. Then, with a casual motion, she lowers the car window a bit. Observing the road they're traveling, she says, "Jon, just turn off the AC. I'm smoking.""Sure thing, Miss," Jonno, the chauffeur who picks up the woman almost every day, says. He's quite awestruck by her beauty. In nearly ten years, Seira Denaswari hasn't changed at all. If anything, she's become even more beautiful. Her porcelain-like skin, complemented by red hair this time, has remained captivating.
The guard who had greeted her earlier smiled awkwardly at Seira. "I'm sorry," he said, slightly lowering his head. "Someone is looking for Miss Dena outside.""I don't have any guests today," Seira said once again as she took a cigarette from its pack. This time, she had taken it out of her bag and placed it on the table, complete with the lighter now in her hand. Ready to light the tip of her cigarette."Um... but she's really insistent," the guard said.Seira sighed. "You know the rules, right?"The guard sighed deeply. "I know, Miss. It's just..."Seira waved her hand gently, silently asking the guard to leave her room."The person looking for you is a little kid. They caused a scene in the lobby, saying they wanted to see their mom. Their name is Seira Denaswari. There's only one person with that name here, right?"***Olive frowned as she stared at her phone screen with a pout. Her mother hadn't responded to her call. Even
"This is so delicious," said the girl with messy and slightly damp hair. While chewing, her smile never faded. Her eyes, especially, were fixed on the woman in front of her without any fear at all. Even though the woman had folded her hands across her chest, looking at her disapprovingly, this time, the woman sighed deeply.She picked up the water bottle near her, took a sip to dispel the irritation that had been building up because of the little girl."I've told you to go home.""I haven't eaten yet, Mom," the girl replied with a mouthful. She tried to chew quickly and wiped her mouth, which might still have some sauce on it. "I told you, right?""You can eat at home, can't you?""No one's cooking at home." Once again, she took a big spoonful of rice. "I haven't eaten since morning. There's nothing delicious at school either."God! This kid is so talkative! Doesn't she know how dangerous it is not to get enough sugar intake? Seira wanted to
Seira adjusts her glasses again. She wraps Olive to move away from the grave while whispering to pay attention to her steps. She doesn't want Olive to slip, even though the cemetery area is dry. There's nothing to worry about, but still, Seira doesn't want to take any risks.Before she truly leaves the grave of the woman who was once part of her life, Seira says, "I forgive you. Forgive me for not being the prideful daughter-in-law like Marissa, okay? I could only work at home and spend Tedy's money. Yes. That's just how Seira is. May you rest in peace."Olive can't stop staring at the large bowl of beef soup with broth. It contains carrot slices and sprinkles of fried onions and fresh slices of scallions. Olive inhales the aroma emanating from her ordered bowl several times."It's still hot, Bee," Thomas warns."Yeah, Sweetie." Olive grins satisfactorily. "The aroma is so delicious.""This beef soup place is Papa's favorite, Olive," Robert says wi
The gentle breeze brushing against Seira, she doesn't care at all. Her red hair has changed, much darker than the color she used before. But when she could enjoy the result in the mirror's reflection, it turns out to be truly suitable for her face. Koni said she looks much fresher.I don't know. She doesn't take the praise seriously or not. Not that she doesn't want to appreciate it, Koni always praises her every time she wears something new. So, according to her thinking, whatever Seira wears always fits her perfectly. Blessed with a face with a fairly sharp jawline, a pointed nose, and perfectly round eyes, sharply staring at her interlocutors, plus her beautifully split lips, making Seira even at her current age, as if time has stopped near her."I didn't expect you to come too."Since earlier, the man who met Seira right in front of this public cemetery gate didn't talk much. Not that he didn't want to, just greeting seems to be lost somewhere. All he could
"You always want more from me.""Come on." She nudges her husband's back gently. "I'm gonna make some smoothies. You want some, right?""Whatever you make, I'll eat it."Before Robert truly leaves the kitchen area, Seira grabs his arm. This makes Robert furrow his brow. "What's up? Earlier you wanted me to leave for work right away?"Seira's smile widens. She steps closer and when she's right in front of Robert, she gives him a quick peck as a form of encouragement. Unfortunately, Robert isn't content with just getting his lips wet."God, just be enough for his heart. Don't let anyone else break us apart. Make this man the only one who loves me with all his heart. It's only You I ask."***Olive grins widely. Like a lottery winner who just hit the jackpot today. Her eyes refuse to go anywhere else but to the printout of the ultrasound she just had. Even though she's still sitting on the edge of the examination bed. Listening, albeit n
This morning in Sydney, it's been pouring pretty heavily. The droplets drenching the smallest continent in the world have been hitting since last night. The weather forecast says it's better for folks to stay indoors. They're saying there might even be a pretty strong storm hitting. Seira's not bothered, though, about being inside this spacious unit.Two bedrooms and a kitchen area with plenty of food stocks keep her from getting too bored. She actually makes good use of it. She spends a lot of her time doing yoga. She doesn't need a private instructor. She declined because for her, she just needs privacy. Plus, there are plenty of tutorials she can watch on YouTube channels.Unless she's back in Senayan. Maybe the private issue with a special instructor is something she can consider. Honestly, Seira isn't too fluent in English. She can't just say yes or no! Oh God! Just remembering it makes her stomach suddenly cramp.That's why she chooses to be alone. She onl
Thomas's smile widens. "Patience, okay?" He then releases his hold on Olive's face. He chooses to tightly hold his wife's hand, intertwining their fingers, one of which has their wedding ring on."First, you're the most beautiful. This isn't a lie. Among all the women I've been close to, you're the winner." What Thomas says is the truth. Even when she's pregnant, although her belly hasn't grown too much yet, it seems like Olive has gained some weight. Proof is her chubby cheeks.But it doesn't matter. For Thomas, she's even sexier now. Plus, Olive's body is fuller and perfect for cuddling all night long. Even though sometimes he wonders, Thomas still goes along with whatever Olive eats within her control.Her mother says, "You're lucky, Thomas, Olive isn't picky about food. Thank God, Mrs. Giana, you know her, right? Lina? When she was pregnant with her second child, she couldn't eat at all. Had to be on IV. Weak all the time until she became skinny. Pitiful to
Olive pouts. There's really no remedy to coax a smile out of her, even a little. It feels like her heart is wrapped in annoyance and being overly emotional. Well... why not? The day she feared has arrived.Wait.A frightening day? Is there such a thing?For Olive, there are days when she feels like she no longer has Thomas's attention. It's like being in a long-distance relationship, not seeing each other for a long time. Especially not being able to see his face while he's at Senayan. Oh God! Sometimes Olive does tend to overdramatize things, but what can she do? She really feels that way.It's been two weeks since her mother's wedding. Almost every day, Seira keeps her updated, and Olive herself often gets absorbed in gossiping through the airwaves. Even though there are often signal problems, Olive doesn't mind. Proof is, she just enjoys spending a lot of time chatting with her mom, especially after work.She shares a lot with her mother, especi
"Hi, Wife," Robert greets when their eyes finally meet. Full of closeness and intimacy. Even their breaths seem to greet each other's faces."Hi, Husband," Seira replies just as warmly."Finally, today has arrived."Seira smiles tightly."Darling, last night's anger wasn't continued."The woman's brow furrows slightly."If it continues, I won't deny my words about smudging your lipstick.""Why so quiet?" Robert asks, slightly loosening their embrace. "Did I not hug you enough last night?""You're always talking nonsense, aren't you, Ro?" Seira says with a chuckle. "Come on, Johan must have been waiting since earlier, right?"Robert laughs. "When else will I get the chance to see Seira blush again?""Ro!"***Their journey to Sydney was accompanied by several family members, including Olive, whose in-laws also joined to see them off for a while."Don't forget to keep in touch, Mom," Olive says
Robert's departure back to Sydney couldn't be postponed. Besides having many projects that needed to be completed urgently, the man also prepared a special trip for himself and Seira."Nothing left behind, right?" Robert double-checked before they headed to the car Johan had prepared."Nah, I don't think so," Seira replied softly, but her eyes glanced again at the two large suitcases already at the apartment door. Her mind smoothly recalled the contents of the suitcases and what needed to be brought. "I'm pretty sure not," she said with a faint smile."Is Olive coming to see us off?""Yeah, she is," Seira laughed. "Wouldn't want to miss the moment waving goodbye to me, Ro."Robert just smiled thinly. His eyes focused on Seira standing by his side, showing a radiant face just for him. She looked even prettier in Robert's eyes, although he knew this dress she was wearing had been worn before. But it seemed different this
"Delicious or super delicious, Sir," Darius quickly responds. "Olive's taste buds don't know the word 'not delicious'. Everything is delicious to her. That's why inviting Olive to eat is the most fun. Not much comment. Before you know it, her plate is empty."Thomas chuckles. What Darius said is true, isn't it? It's rare to hear Olive comment on the taste of food that's already been ordered. Instead, she says it's a shame if it's not finished. A waste. It's a sin to waste food, she says. Better to go into her stomach.The problem is, no matter how much Olive eats, her body doesn't widen sideways. She remains slim and unchanged. When Thomas first met Olive, his wife rarely exercised. Thomas is confused, huh."Shut up!" Olive glares, not pleased. "Instead of worrying about my appetite, you better tell me what you've tried at the food booths over there. What's good?""If you like Zuppa Soup, I think it's good," Riana quickly says, pointing to the place on th