Enmeshed in Love
Chapter 7

Fatia swiped the screen on the phone to see the clock, whereas in her room hung a black wall clock that was quite large. He rushed out of his bed and prepared to make toast for breakfast on the way with Erika this Sunday morning. Fatia will come with Erika to prepare a proposal event from one of the clients who use her wedding organizer services.

It has been three years Erika struggled in the business she started with some of her friends and an opportunity came at the right time for Fatia to start a new thing. Last week, Erika offered him a side job, on Saturdays and Sundays because one of her freelancers could not take part in the event this time.

An hour later, Fatia had tidied up the items she would carry and wore clothes according to Erika's dresscode, white tops and khaki-colored pants and sneakers to facilitate movement, because Erika had told him that what Fatia and other colleagues would do was enough to drain energy for fast motion.

A chat went into Fatia's phone.

E: [Fat, I'm in the parking lot.]

F: [Okay I went there.]

Fatia grabbed her travel bag and rushed to Erika's silver sedan. The woman in the dress was an oversize white shirt, the material pants were the same color as Fatia and the white sneakers smiled at her.

"It's gonna be a long day, Fat," said Erika driving carefully while out of contract.

"I can’t wait for it. By the way, Er, want some toast?" Fatia opened her food box.

"Thank you, I'll take it" said Erika.

"So for today's application event the core team is ten people. Four men in the groom's house. Six more people including me and you, will be at Ayu's house all day. I guess until night."

"All the girls, Er?"

"No. There's a guy too. Actually my team there are twelve people but two people can not come today, so I recruit lo."

"Gue thinks girls are all." Fatia chuckled and bit the tip of the toast.

"For heavy tasks, I still need men, Fat," Erika laughed.

"Aihh dead!!"

Both are laughing.

"Lo's duty will be the same Edo, share the food to the vendors*," continued Erika.

“What do you mean?” tanya Fatia did not have an idea of her work later.

“So, you give the rice box to the make up team, they are similar to the bridal wear team and family. There are still more, the team photographer, sound system team, decoration team, cleanliness team, until the security guard who works at home is loving as well. Later I love the list as well so you stay contreng aja already in the lunch box. Anyway, the food is still lo share. After that, you help keep it at the buffet table just the same Edo,” explained Erika Long.

"Oh, Okay. Continues next week, Sunday morning will be dead and the day is directly reception huh?" Fatia tried to recall the notice from Erika last week.

“Iya next week hectic anyway, because it is indeed a request from the family of the bridegroom also who wants at once so. My team also has a stand by in the building, later tonight I also go there to check the decorations. So, as much as possible on Saturday night next week, you rest at the hotel. The next week, you have to take breakfast because as I said last week, fitting your duty is still to share consumption to vendors but because in the building so it must be extra wara-wami. During the day at the reception, we move to the building, lo join the fence to take care of the souvenir bridesmaid and groomsman. So you share, handle all souvenirs and partners lo Panji, his name,” he explained again.

“How can we know if the coming is the bridesmaid and the groom, Er?” ask Fatia curious.

“They wear green dress for bridesmaid, if groomsman suit green, all green anyway, fresh later you see it felt again in the plantation,” joked Erika.

“Feel again a walk to Taman Bunga Nusantara dong!” timpat Fatia laughed.

“Persis!” erika laughed crisply.

After driving for an hour, they finally stopped in front of a minimalist two-story house. Erika deftly parked her car in the house number eight.

"Let's deposit the face first with Aunt Rosa and Om Hendro," said Erika. "They're Ayu's parents, our client, the bride-to-be, Fat."

"okay!" Fatia was so excited to meet new people.

He followed Erika who walked up to two middle-aged people who were chatting in the seats of guests who were suddenly lined up neatly.

"Of, Auntie!" greet Erika while regretting her.

"Hi, Erika," said Aunt Rosa.

The middle-aged man named Hendro chuckled while rubbing Erika's shoulder.

"Your husband isn't coming?"

"For the job, Om. Danar takes care of the tavern," replied Erika politely.

Erika's client, the bride-to-be was Erika's best friend while still in college and both of their mothers were members of the same group.

"Young people today, yes!" gurau Aunt Rosa.

Erika chuckles. "Well you're up, Tan?"

"He still sleeps on top."

Erika nodded.

Fatia then ventured to stand next to Erika. "Meet me Fatia, Auntie, Om." Fatia is treating both.

Fatia gasped at the familiar name in her ears. Then, a few strands of sentences sticking out in his thought space, “Her time? Ah, maybe the name is the same.”

"Well, thank you, Tan! Then I'll go to the kitchen first." Erika's voice, blurring letter by letter in Fatia's thinking space.

"Okey," he replied kindly.

When entering the kitchen were two men, one of them was headed plontos. The man sat next to him at the dinner table and a woman sat in front of him. They wear matching colored clothes.

"Widihh is so happy!" erika said while taking crupuk from the plate of the man with the head of plontos.

"Breakfast first, Mrs boss," he said.

"Eating a lot to be fertile, Do," said Erika chuckling.

The man was a beard and the black curly-haired woman chuckled.

Meanwhile, the other man seemed to be engrossed himself. Fatia was surprised to recognize the man, she blinked her eyes several times confirming the truth of the figure.

"Oh yes Fat, know me, these are my friends," said Erika loudly.

"Fatia."

Suddenly, the man who had been a fool, turned his head. He was just as surprised to be reunited with Fatia.

"Who, Mba?!" said it.

"You have been told to call her Fatia." Fatia smiled as she greeted the man named Edo and the woman named Raisa.

"Do you know each other?" erika asked surprised.

"Earlier," said Fatia timidly.

"Fatia's a contract with me, Tar," said Erika.

Attar just nodded. Although his face seemed to speak, "Oh, it's worth it."

"Well, the danger is that if you are told that the boss of the address is Mba Fatia, Attar may appear at the door of the house. Be careful yes, mba, the usual mode," quipped Edo.

"Mode for food, mba," Raisa chuckled.

"He really likes that, Fat," said Erika.

"Eat a lot, mba. Tree saplings!" Edo grinned.

"If Attar goes there it is better not to open the door yes, mba," said Raisa.

Erika, Raisa and Edo laughed. While Attar's face met.

“Sinting you!” timpal Attar's.

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The sweat soaks the Fatia temple while welcoming the families and relatives of the bride-to-be who are in line to take food. This area of the room is very hot even though it has been installed air conditioning. Occasionally, Fatia circulated a glance at the backmost queue. It is true that Erika said, working at the wedding organizer is tired but fun. It's more fun to meet new people.

"Fatia's in." Handy talky on Fatia's hip let out a voice.

"Yes, this is Fatia" he replied.

"It's Erika, the food for the vendor is ready in front of ya."

"To get there," he replied again circulating his gaze.

He did not find any other friends to replace him in this room and without a second thought, he rushed through the lines of the invited guests. Then, he saw a man in batik clothes carrying two shopping bags containing dus-dus food. Suddenly, his gaze pounded with Attar standing as he smoldering, Fatia just threw a smile.

"Can you carry it yourself because it's heavy?" asked the man dressed in batik, the private driver of Erika's family.

"You can" he replied casually. Although it should be the job of him and Edo. But, the male nose stem of the plontos was invisible.

Fatia grabbed the big green shopping bag. Then, walk slowly. Attar watched from a distance and suddenly pity lingered in the recesses of his soul at Fatia, for it should have been, distributing food became Edo's duty as well, but not only this time Edo disappeared when needed. Except, if Erika asks for his help.

Attar has also repeatedly told Edo to be professional because they earn income from the work he does and he will harm other friends who already have their respective duties so they have to bear the work because of the negligence of that plontos man. In fact, her friend once hid to sleep when he had to tidy the reception table and thanks to Attar, until this moment Erika never caught her wet.

"I help you carry it, Fa," said Attar, taking one shopping bag from Fatia's hand.

"Auh, thank you, yeah."

Attar walked right behind him. “I'm supposed to return the favor, right?" attar murmured while watching Fatia move.

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