You're Changing, Mas
Intention to Come to the Office, The End Down at the Mall

The next morning, I deliberately dressed neatly and dressed up pretty. As Gibran was getting ready for the office I was waiting for him at the dinner table. Yeah, even if Gibran doesn't want to have breakfast with me, it's okay. What matters is that I prepared ahead of time from Gibran. The plan is today I want to go with Gibran to his office. And may Gibran allow me to go with him.

"Breakfast first," as usual I greet him for breakfast together.

Mas Gibran who had stepped forward now he stopped his steps. He momentarily glued to see me. This is the kind of look Gibran used to show when he was fascinated by me. I know her pretty eyes when I look at her like that. I'm so happy. Is his heart starting to ease up on me?

"Mas Gibran," my broom woke up his reverie.

But then Gibran turned his gaze in the other direction.

"Ekhem, I'm off to work right away," he looked nervously caught stealing glances at me.

I smiled knot. Then Gibran continued his steps. And I followed him in the back until he got in his car.

"Well, why are you coming in?" mas Gibran was shocked.

"I'm coming with you, Mom. I'm still at home. All I help you in the office" I asked spoiled.

"Down!" gibran's orders.

"I'm coming with you, Mom!" my dispute.

"Down no!" orders again.

"No way!" My objection is not to obey Gibran's orders.

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I blinked my flirtatious eyes while smiling at Gibran. Suddenly Gibran was shocked and shook his head with a sour face.

"Hey you .. well, if that's what you want!" Finally, Gibran agreed to my request despite a doubt on his face, and shortly afterwards Gibran launched his car.

There was no conversation between the two of us on the way. Silent, quiet and no music to accompany. It's boring, there's people but it's like there's nobody. In the sapa but no answer. Although I asked him a lot, but Gibran again just kept quiet. Hem, I'm getting pissed at him.

I was ignored by him, I was like a statue to him, like a doll on display in the glass cabinet of the house. Arghh, it feels like I want to scream loudly in front of him. But I have to be patient with his current attitude.

Finally, I was silent, silent when there was no response from Gibran. I'm tired of being alone babbling since, maybe Gibran's ears are hot to hear it. And before he scolded me better I was also silent like he was currently focusing on driving. Seeing his face was so calm but implied creepy.

Bored, I began to lean my head behind the chair, I closed my eyes until I fell asleep. The journey was long enough but I didn't realize it. Shortly after, I woke up. Suddenly I was shocked and saw the clock on my wrist. How surprised I was that the clock showed at 09:00, which means I slept for an hour. And Gibran did not wake me.

I was still half conscious. I made sure of the surroundings. The mood seemed quiet. And I'm heading for the streets. I was astonished and rubbed my eyes to confirm the area I was visiting with the Gibran mas at this time. I am confused because this area leads not to the place where the Gibran mas office is located, but to the shopping center.

I immediately turned my head and I was surprised that Gibran was still sitting at the wheel as if watching me. I was completely unaware that Gibran was still faithfully accompanying me. Then why didn't he just drive the car to his office? Isn't this past her work hours? Why is he waiting for me until I wake up? Then why didn't Gibran wake me up until he was late for his office?

"I-I'm sorry I overslept, Mom. But why are we here? Why don't we just go to the office, Mom?" ask me with an apology, honestly there is fear in my heart.

"Down you! I'm late for the office because you didn't wake up from earlier, sneak!" I could see Gibran's angry and upset face on me.

"But this isn't your office, is it?" my protest.

"If you are bored at home, just walk to the Mall, after all from the beginning I do not intend to take you to the office, I'm busy working and I don't want you to bother me there."

"But Mas..," I protested again.

Instead of hearing, Mas Gibran even out of the car and then the detour opened the door beside me, then forced me to get out of his car.

"Down!" said again.

"I don't want to. I want it to be like you, Mom!" I shook off Gibran's hand but unfortunately my strength was not strong enough to prevent Gibran from pulling my arm.

As a result I got out of the car under Gibran's coercion.

"You can leave me here, Mas!" lirihku looked around.

"Who invited you to the office? You don't have to be spoiled for being a girl. Taxis are plenty if you want to go home. I'm busy, there's no way to get you back home" said Gibran, and he immediately stepped into his car.

"Mas ... mas I'm coming, please!" I chased after Gibran and held his arm.

"No need to follow me to work, no need to know!" mas Gibran pulled my hand over and got straight into his car.

"Mas ... Mas ... Mas wait!" I hit the windshield of his car while walking following the movement of the car drove, over time the car drove fast and I could not catch up with him.

I breathed in annoyance. Mas Gibran did not care about me anymore especially with my whining and crying.

Mas Gibran felt absolutely no guilt for leaving me alone right in front of the shopping mall. My husband has no heart, I thought.

"It's totally outrageous of you, Mas Gibran. Don't have your feelings, Mum!" I screamed loudly, no matter how many eyes looked at me with pity.

I held back my cries, it hurt to see a husband who no longer cared about his wife. Actually why the hell until the whole Gibran mas not allowed me to come to his office? Though I never bothered him to work even though I was there, instead I helped him make a report or compile the files that were piling up in his study. But now it is different, let alone to look at it and deliver food, he will not at all allow Me to come to his office again.

"It's so hard for you, Mom!" my oceh is upset.