Melancholic CEO
Chapter 15: Who is he?

The dawn began to fall. The moon slowly gives the sun a place to be present. His light entered ferociously crashing through the curtains of Rhea's room window that was still tightly closed.

Chayra squirms lazily on the bed. But he woke up not because of the sunlight that had filled the room but precisely by the sound of birds chirping from outside the window.

This black and white bird nestled on a apus bamboo tree near the veranda of Rhea's room.

Said Mang Danu, the park manager at Rhea's house, this bird only chirped in the morning. That is between 4 am to 6 am.

Chayra rubs her eyes. Is it 4 am or is it 6 am? In the absence of Rhea, she slept very well last night.

Chayra saw a wall clock with swarovski crystals on top of a super-large-pigured photo of Rhea, across the bed.

It's 6 in the morning! Chayra shouted, He immediately got out of bed. Actually lazy. His eyes are still tight. But he had a lecture this morning. Introduction to computer applications and technology. His favorite course. Taught by his favorite teacher.

He immediately ran to the bathroom. Bathe in style, wear clothes and go down the stairs with lightning movements.

Below he passed Mbok Iyem, one of the servants in Rhea's house who was sweeping the floor of the living room.

He left a message that he had to rush back to the apartment because there was a lecture at 8 a.m.

Arriving outside the gate of Rhea's house, Chayra was flabbergasted. He didn't carry a penny in his jeans. His phone also missed in the apartment. Without a cell phone, he couldn't order an ojek online.

How can I go home? Did I go back to Rhea's? Ask for help between one of the drivers? Various thoughts raged in his frontal lobe.

And arriving, Chayra saw a man sitting on a motorcycle not far from where he stood.

The man was wearing an army green bomber jacket and an online motorcycle helmet.

Chayra immediately approached the man. Ask if he is waiting for passengers. The man shook his head.

Lucky me! Mi vere bonsancas! Chayra immediately went up to the back seat.

"Please take me to the Bougenville apartment." he mentioned the full address of Rhea's apartment. "If speeding is okay, sir. I'm hunting, "the message.

Driver ojek nodded. Without hesitation he immediately fled his duck motorbike at maximum speed. The number shown on the digital speedometer is 178 km/h.

Chayra's shoulder-length hair fluttered fiercely in the wind. To keep himself from the rush of strong winds, Chayra inevitably holds tight to the bomber jacket of the ojek driver.

Thankfully, no police were watching. If there is, it is guaranteed to be ticketed without stale bases.

Not long after, they arrived in front of Rhea's apartment.

Chayra immediately got down and spoke to the driver.

"I'm sorry, sir, I don't have any money with me" Chayra said, revealing both bags of jeans. "Father wait here, I go upstairs. Just a moment, sir, not for long. Please take me to campus. I will pay a doble. How, Sir? " again trying to negotiate.

The driver nodded his head, who was still wearing a full face helmet.

"Ten minutes, sir, no more, "chayra promised, before she ran into Rhea's apartment.

Using the access card, Chayra opened the door to Rhea's apartment. Take a backpack and fill it with a wallet and books for today's courses.

Then she moved towards the wardrobe. He picked up any clothes that were visible to his eyes. He didn't have enough time to pick a dress. At least, he did not wear clothes that he had been wearing to sleep.

As promised to the motorcycle driver, ten minutes later, Chayra was already in the parking lot.

"We went to the campus of Bumi Persada University yes, Sir, to Building E, Faculty of Economics, ", Chayra said as she had already stunned her ass in the back seat.

"Don't be as loud as you were, sir, afraid of the police, "the message is justified. Actually, he's horrified.

Driver ojek nodded. He immediately started his bike and ran it at a standard speed.

30 Minutes later, Chayra was already in the parking lot of the Faculty of Economics, in Building E.

"Thank you, sir, "Chayra's coming down from the motorcycle seat. "How much does it cost sir? " sanyanya.

Without speaking, the driver of the motorcycle immediately ran away leaving Chayra, who could only stand looking at him with a puzzled mimic.

Strange, Chayra is implying.

That driver won't take the fare?

Or don't don't he's not a real motorcycle driver?

Actually a bit strange too, but there is an online ojek in front of Rhea's house. The Rhea home area is an elite settlement. It is impossible to order an online taxi.

Also, the driver did not wait for passengers.

The driver's appearance is also quite suspicious. As he recalled, he had never seen a motorcycle driver wearing a fleece destiny bomber jacket, which was street style.

The jacket material is too thin to be worn by motorcycle drivers who fight with the street wind .

Various thoughts clash in the frontal lobe of his large brain. Before he finally gave up. Stop thinking about that driver for a while.

He must hurry. Mr. Lecturer was famous in time. Anyone who is late, even if only 5 minutes, is not allowed to enter the class.

Twenty kilometers from Bumi Persada University, in a skyscraper, on the 10th floor, CEO Rakhan looked at his phone with a furious face.

It's 8 o'clock past 20 minutes, but Taksa hasn't shown up yet. Not on the phone, either. It's very brave, CEO Rakhan fumed.

Soon there will be meetings with all the heads of World Tech branches throughout Indonesia. Even though the meeting is virtual, through cloud zoom, it still has to show data. The data is stored on the USB flask drive held by Taksa.

Tok.

The sound of knocking on the door sounded slow and heartfelt.

"Sorry, CEO, "Taksa's voice was heard first before he walked into CEO Rakhan's room. His heart was pounding hard, hoping not to be in the rage of CEO Rakhan.

"Where have you been? " CEO Rakhan. There was a sharp anger on his face. "Don't you remember if there's a meeting soon? the phone was not picked up either, "he said annoyed.

"Sorry, CEO, "Taksa scratched the curly scratch of his hair. "That's because. "he's confused to begin with.

"That's what? "the CEO Rakhan was even more upset. "The reason is later.You are ready. Ten more minutes we'll join the zoom meeting. "

Taksa nodded obediently.