
For a moment Akram took off his fatigue. For more than three hours he struggled with the files piled up and scattered on his desk. Starting from reading it one by one, at a glance to check the statistical data on the development of the Wijaya hotel. Not to mention the reports from the branch hotel that is outside the city.
By throwing his back on the back of the chair, his fingers moved to massage the base of his nose to neutralize the aching feeling after he who stared at the long writings on the file sheet as well as a computer screen. One hand this time moved to take a coffee cup that was on the side of the table. When he wanted to sip it, he actually shut himself down because the coffee in the cup had gone toilet.
He then took the cup out of the room to the pantry. Actually by calling his assistant who is a private secretary makes his work easier, but for this time Akram wants to move his body a little to stretch his joints, after a long sitting in his work chair which is enough to make his entire body feel sore.
The greeting of some employees as he headed for the pantry had become commonplace. Not many female employees who sometimes steal look at him. His status is still single with a mature male record but not much behavior makes him a dream man in every woman there, coupled with the position he has.
When opening the pantry door, Akram's movements and steps are deliberately swallowed. His eyes were fixed on the corner of the table. He caught a figure he recognized leaning his head on the table with his eyes closed. It really seems to be sleeping fast, for that Akram is doing his needs in the room very carefully, trying not to cause a sound that can disturb the peace of others.
His intention was only to make coffee, but this time Akram actually sat quietly while occasionally sipping his coffee with eyes looking at the look of Ayu's face that seemed unperturbed by his presence so deep.
"How long did you sleep last night?" murmured Akram with hand gestures that without him realizing it moved taking a pinch of hair that covered Ayu's face.
Until the coffee in the cup Akram toilet, Ayu still closed his eyes. While the clock on his wrist has shown at half-twelve in the afternoon.
"When will you have lunch, until when will you keep your eyes closed?" murmured Akram but there was also no intention to wake Ayu.
Ayu paused for a moment as if gathering all the energy that had just been charged. Like a dazed person who unconsciously himself has fallen asleep at work, but his intention was to sit tired after cleaning some office rooms.
But the sound of the water faucet made him look back very carefully. The towering body that was behind him made him completely startled, along with it the pantry door opened displaying a face suffused with anger.
Ayu also suddenly stood up ready to receive a burst of anger from his co-worker, because he remembered having neglected the task that had been given to him and unconsciously he fell asleep.
"Aren't you at my command?"
Somehow the speech that had just sounded in Ayu's ears weakened, not as usual. Ayu also did not immediately understand, he realized his mistake. For that he received all the consequences of Kanaya, including when he had to hear a spate of scolding like the usual days. But this time Ayu felt a little strange because his partner did not prolong the problem.
With a sigh and followed by Ayu to put her sanitary tools, Kanaya said in a whispering tone, "Indeed since when is Pak Akram here?"
"Sir Akram?" muttered Ayu confused. After he turned around the room and found the person in question, his heart began to beat uncontrollably.