
Firlan looked at the wanuta standing beside her with a sharp look in her eyes. The woman in front of him is his former lover, Andini.
"Gosh, why is my das the same as her!" inner Firlan.
And the man just remembered he had opened his tie while in the car on the way home. As he remembered, he put it on the dashboard, maybe when he focused on driving.
While Vira remembered that the dark tie in the hand of the woman who was smiling now belonged to Firlan.
"Oh, yes thank you. I'm sorry we're having lunch, so can you leave our table now?" firlan said as he took the tie from Andini's hand.
"Okay, have fun!" andini said as she left.
And yes, it is certain that there is anger drawn from Vira's face. So last night her boyfriend was with Andini, her ex-boyfriend.
"I can explain..."
"Later, than I don't have an appetite!" said Vira.
Their lunch was not as expected. Firlan and Vira ate quietly to the point that there was only the sound of the clanking of forks and knives clashing occasionally.
"I'm done" said Vira.
"The description isn't even touch yet." said Firlan.
"Suddenly bland." said Vira.
"Well, that's it..." Firlan stopped eating and they went home after paying for all the food.
In the car, Vira was still silent. He thought about what Firlan was doing, why the man's tie had reached Andini's hands.
"Don't shut up." said Firlan.
"Then?"
"Tell me what you say and ask me what made you..."
"I just want to be quiet for a moment, focused. Don't mind me." serobot Vira.
"Every night I met Andini, she said she wanted to talk about something important. He forced me to drive, I didn't think he'd take the car to a resort far from the city, no signal..." Firlan explained without being asked.
"Until there, I didn't stop. We're just talking for a minute, the real talk is bullshit. He wants me back, he wants it all back. But I turned it down because I already have you, you don't think that I'm staying with Andini. Not at all, for the matter of that tie. As I recall I took it off and put it on the dashboard, and I don't know when he picked it up.." Firlan continued at length.
Vira turned her head, looking at the face of the man who was now talking but whose eyes focused on the highway.
"Hum..." Vira just cleared her throat.
"Do you not believe?"
"Believe" replied Vira briefly.
"Then why are you..."
"Again males, by the way" said Vira.
"So the rose problem and now the tie problem, why today is so annoying!" inner Firlan.
Firlan stroked the top of Vira's head, at least with Vira's current attitude showing that the woman did love her, otherwise she might be jealous like that.
"We should get married soon, before many intruders are ready to destroy my relationship with Vira." Firlan's inner.
"You're going to the contract or..."
"To the house of Amartha." said Vira.
"If so then the bike I send anther to the contract, yes?" firlan said kindly.
"When did you see my bike ngejogrog there? I didn't have a motorbike, I took it this morning." replied Vira.
"Jeez, why is he so fierce?" inner Firlan.
Firlan obeys what Vira wants, she takes her lover to the house of her best friend who is the wife of her boss. But when they were halfway through, Vira suddenly said that he wanted to go back to the contract.
"Geez, I said he wanted to go to Amartha's lady's house and now ask for a contract, are all the women when they get angry so unstable like this?" Firlan grumbled in his heart.
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"Dear? do you have a schedule until what time?" ask Firlan.
"I usually go home at that hour..."
"Yes, I'll pick you up at 7pm. I do a lot of work but I want you to watch" said Firlan.
"It's Friday night, watch what the fuck don't you think, deh!"
"Well yeah, Friday mall we watch horror movies, definitely the atmosphere is different. You dare not?" challenge Firlan.
"Ngapain malem friday, like no other malem..."
"Just tell me you're scared!" firlan.
"No, it's delicious. It's just weird, can't it be Sunday?"
"No, I want it tonight. Anyway I pick you up at 7 o'clock, I want a meeting first, bye!" Firlan hastily turned off his phone connection.
Firlan, who had finished talking to Vira by phone, met Satya in her room. The sooner the better if the boss knows the facts about Irwan Maulana.
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"Lake in!" exclamation Satya.
"Morning, Mister..."
"You go to the meeting room first, tell me I'm back in 10 minutes" said Satya, who was looking at the base of her nose.
"Why again, sir?"
"There was nothing, there were only bullies in the past who were now nondescript and made me feel burning and hard to think." said Satya.
"What does this have to do with Kenan Pradipta?" firlan asked as she pulled up a chair and sat down in front of her boss.
"Yes, who else. I'm upset that she sends flowers to my wife every day" Satya said.
"You must not lose, sir. You also buy your wife a hundred bouquets of flowers or even more. You'll look a lot cooler,"
"Heh, instead of giving a solution you're melting! you're an assistant!" Satya throws a ballpoint pen at Firlan and swiftly the man catches it and puts the ball back on the table.
"You flower problems can be messy, I'm sure once you hear what I want to say, you won't be able to sleep well tonight..." Firlan raised one corner of her lips.
"Quick say!"
"You know, if Mr Irwan Maulana is the right hand of your former rival? Kenan Pradipta." said Firlan.
"You mean?"
"I guess you pretty much understand what I just said, sir. So, indirectly the person who worked with this company for the past few years is Kenan" Firlan said calmly.
"Why can? what's the purpose of doing that?" muttered Satya.
"Maybe he's afraid that his ex-wife is living a hard life with you, sir?" seloroh Firlan's.
"Fuck you, Lan!"
"Hahahahha, don't be angry. In my opinion, as long as the cooperation benefits this company why not?" Firlan smiled meaningfully.
"Shut up, Lan!" satya said as she stared at her assistant dislike.
"It's been 10 minutes, I'm going to the meeting room now!" Satya immediately got up from her seat and left Firlan alone in the room.
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