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"Now that I think about it, I'm a girl, my family background is good. It's really not good if I keep hanging out with you. Instead of being seen as ugly by people, wouldn't it be better if we got married? With that, there will be no girls which will interfere with our relationship,"

Yoga immediately hugged Meta's body, his heart was really very relieved to hear his woman's decision. If only the woman knew, that she'd been wanting to hear about it for so long. And finally, the day that Yoga has been waiting for has come.

"I don't care what your reasons are, Tita. As long as you want to marry me, that's enough for me."

After that, Yoga took his cellphone, then he tried to contact Mr. Cipto.

While outside, Mr. Cipto and Hardi seemed bored waiting for Yoga and Meta to finish their longing for each other. Suddenly Mr. Cipto's cell phone rang. A call from Yoga made both of them incredibly happy. It's okay, it means that Yoga is now in a state ready to be met by people. And in the room, it was safe now.

"Loudspeakers, sir!" said Hardi, he seemed quite curious about what Yoga wanted to say to Mr. Cipto.

"Yes sir?" asked Mr. Cipto after pressing the accept button on his cellphone.

"Mr. Cipto, could you please take care of my wedding preparations with Tita."

"You can, sir, you can. When sir?" asked Mr. Cipto again.

Hardi and Mr. Cipto seemed to be smiling, neither of them expected that Yoga and Meta would eventually get married too.

"Tomorrow, sir."

"Tomorrow?" Hardi whispered to Mr. Cipto.

"Yes, tomorrow," replied Mr. Cipto.

Then, the two of them seemed to be silent, their foreheads furrowed together. After that, they both looked at each other.

One second....

Two seconds....

Three seconds....

"What, tomorrow?!"

Both of them immediately ran into Meta's treatment room, then both of them stopped when they saw Meta sitting sweetly eating an orange, while Yoga was still busy rolling up his shirt sleeves.

Hardi looked at Yoga and Meta who didn't seem like they were doing anything, then he looked at Mr. Cipto with a confused look.

"Tomorrow, you want to get married, seriously?" asked Hardi at last.

Meta smiled, then nodded shyly. Making Hardi inevitably walk towards Meta half-investigating.

"When you were in a coma, what was your body injury or your head too?" he asked, about to check Meta's head, but Yoga quickly brushed Hardi's hand away.

"She's fine, and she'll take care of her return tonight."

"What?!" shouted Mr. Cipto and Hardi again.

"You guys are possessed by evil spirits? Is this room haunted?" asked Hardi, confused.

"Isn't it time for you to get busy with the terms of my marriage tomorrow?" said Yoga again, now in a cold and domineering tone.

Hardi and Mr. Cipto immediately bowed obediently, after both of them submitted several documents to be investigated, and signed by Yoga, they also resigned to immediately arrange their boss's wedding ceremony.

"Doesn't Mr. Cipto feels that Mr. Yoga is getting more and more arbitrary?" asked Hardi as the two walked towards the parking lot.

"He is also a boss, surely Mr. Yoga wants everything to run quickly and precisely."

"But, sir!" said Hardi did not want to lose. "Nowadays, where is there to take care of an anniversary? And tomorrow he has to get married? He thinks he lives in his fantasy world, what is the King in that world? So, whatever they want must be there now."

"And it seems you forgot who our boss is. Prayoga Mahardika, he will do anything to get his wish,"

Hardi finally raised his hand, he gave up when discussing Yoga in front of Mr. Cipto. Because he will not get support, he will be cornered. It seems that Pak Cipto is the most solid Yoga success team.

Hardi then opened his cell phone, got into the car, and then made a group video call to Kinan, Miss Tanti, Miss Hesti, Karin, Fabian, and also Becca.

It was clear, a variety of facial expressions plastered real there. Hardi then smiled, as if he deliberately made a group call like this.

"What's the matter, Di? I'm busy at work, here!" angry Kin. Everyone there seemed to be holding back laughter.

"Yes, why is Mr. Hardi calling? We are busy at work."

"I have a client, Di! You don't keep bothering me!" It was Becca's turn to snort.

"Calm down... calm down, I want to give you good news..." said Hardi, finally opening his voice.

"What the hell, hurry up!" Fabian's turn to answer.

"Tomorrow you must, you must, you must take the time to come to Yoga's apartment at 09.00 am. Because tomorrow Prayoga Mahardika and Meta Anindhita Putri will get married."

"What?!"

"You guys are surprised, right? I think Yoga's brain is already at the knee,"

"So, when is the preparation? How come we don't know? Meta has only been conscious for a few days from a coma."

"Earlier, and today Mr. Cipto and I were told to take care of their marriage certificates! Imagine, imagine!"

"Hardi, can you stop gossiping? You're driving now," said Mr. Cipto warning.

"I haven't bought a present yet!"

"Geez, it's really hard when it's the big boss!"

"I'm confused."

Everyone who was there said, then Hardi immediately closed his cell phone while smiling.

"Dear Mr. Cipto, I'm just giving them a therapeutic shock. So at least I'm not shocked alone."

Mr. Cipto immediately shook his head, hearing the strange explanation that came out of Hardi's mouth. It's true that nowadays, young people are acting weirder than usual.

"So, we have to tell Mr. Gunawan, and Mrs. Asih too, Mr. Cipto?" asked Hardi who just remembered about it.

"Of course, that's why we have to finish it quickly."

Hardi then nodded, he'd better finish this soon. Because after all, in the office there really is a lot of work. If he kept on minding his boss's personal business. It's possible that his work affairs will be neglected, and what he has is his boss's tantrum because of it. Though it is clear who made him abandon him. Fate is indeed being a subordinate, right or wrong remains in the wrong position. Again, Hardi snorted. However, at least he was happy because his best friend was finally getting married.