Waiting For Ring On Sweet Finger
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Safia ventured out of the toilet after the voices of the two women left. Both of his feet were hesitating. Open the toilet door and convince yourself to get out of there.

When Safia stood at the door, the woman was shocked to see two pairs of feet wearing black shoes. Slowly Safia raised her head, finding Akhmar's figure there. "Why should I hide?" The man immediately asked.

Safia flinching. The trail of the waters of misfortune was still on Safia's cheeks, imprinting it all the way to the soul.

Akhmar stood up while carrying the black bag he always carried. The appearance of the man was still the same, so stunning. "The problem came not to be avoided, but to be solved well. If you choose to leave, it means you let them justify their opinion."

Safia jerks. Akhmar could not understand his position now. "Pak Akhmar can easily say that because he does not feel."

Akhmar. Looking at Safia inside. "Are you sure of what you said?"

"Why can't I be sure?"

"Because every speech has its own responsibility." Akhmar took two steps forward. The distance with Safia is only about one meter. "You only see me from the sweet side, of course you do not know how the bitter side. So, don't think so. Someone else could be worse off than you."

Both of Safia's eyes grew. Each of Akhmar's words contained so many moral messages. If he looks carefully, Akhmar seems to be turning into an advisor. "I hope you can fight this situation. You must have someone who is believed to be a photo spreader, right?"

Silent mood. Not a single person came, quiet.

"If there is, tell me." Akhmar continued his sentence.

Akhmar could understand how Safia was feeling now. That woman is definitely not okay. Therefore, he must also be a little gentle in order to win this debate. "The problem posed by this perpetrator is quite large and has become slander. Maybe I don't know what you've done, but I just don't like anybody bothering anyone else who's been trying to change."

"Does Mr. Akhmar also consider me a lazy woman?" Safia ride pitam. Maybe it was because his mood was not okay. "really. I was wrong to think Mr. Akhmar could think otherwise, everyone was the same." Safia walked forward, past Akhmar.

"I don't think you are like that!" Akhmar explained. Safia stopped the move. The two now turned their backs on each other. "If I had the same thought, I certainly wouldn't have bothered to half-run after you."

Both of Safia's eyes grew. Not likely.

Akhmar turned body. Now only Safia's back could be seen. "I'm not a person who likes to interfere in other people's business. That's their right. But, it's different."

"What difference?" ask Safia.

Akhmar was silent for a moment. The longer he saw Safia, the more convinced Akhmar was that kindness would always return to its owner.

"I think Mr. Akhmar just want to show how much care Pak Akhmar for subordinates, even though behind that the heart of Mr. Akhmar still considers me to be lazy," Safia said.

Safia continued the swing of steps until her time, but stopped instantly when Akhmar opened his mouth again. Silence, too shock.