(Not) Old Friday

Very Similar

That morning, Nayla was very excited to go to work. He said, hopefully his first day of work is given smoothness and smooth running. After arriving at his workplace, Nayla prepared for work with the command of the head of cleaning service.

"You cleaned up Mr. Director's room!" his orders to Nayla.

Nayla widens her eyes. "Hmm, but my mother is still new. Later if I..."

"It is precisely this to test you during training." Cut off the head of the cleaning service called Vita. "Hurry up!"

Nayla nodded her head. He picked up the cleaning equipment and immediately walked towards the director's room which was on the fifth floor. It was still early morning, the staff and of course the chief director at the company had not arrived yet.

With her heart pounding like she was about to do an exam, Nayla walked into the room. The room is quite spacious and neat. He spread his gaze throughout the room, not to forget he also tried the director's oversize chair.

"It's so safe for this chair. If I were the director I'd stay I told my men." Nayla laughed.

Satisfied with fantasies, Nayla again cleaned the room. He accidentally found a picture frame near the phone plane. The photo caught Nayla's attention. He took the picture and watched it.

"Say Mr. Reka is still single but it looks like this is a prewed photo." Nayla was still looking at the photo. "But this face..."

"What are you doing!"

The loud noise instantly shocked Nayla and she dropped the picture frame until the glass broke.

The eyes of the designer are now staring intently at the frame of the photo that has broken. He walked quickly and took a picture. "Who told you to hold my things!" the loud sound of the design strongly indicates if he is angry.

"Sorry, Sir. I was not intentional." Nayla twisted her body while lowering her gaze in front of Reka.

"You..." The sentence of Reka stopped when she saw that face. A face that was very familiar to him. The face she longed for so much that only adorned her days through her shadow alone. The eyes with the flash of anger were increasingly shading even glazed over.

"Azkiah." Instantly Reka hugged Nayla's body. "I miss you altogether."

Nayla was confused by the sudden embrace of Reka. "Hmm, sorry sir." Nayla pushes chest field Design. "I'm not Azkia."

Realized, immediately Reka took off her embrace. Azkia was already dead, where it might now stand in front of her. Reka scanned the face again, she held onto Nayla's thin cheeks and rubbed it gently.

"This face..."

Nayla removes Reka's hand from her face. "Sorry sir, I'll clean up this shard." Nayla took a broom and cleaned the glass.

The designer now sat down while continuing to observe Nayla's movements. "Who's your name?" ask Reka.

"Nayla, sir." replied Nayla. He still did not dare to look into Reka's sharp eyes and as if he wanted to stab her.

"Nayla's. New cleaning service here?" ask Ruler again.

Nayla nodded her head.

"Other times when cleaning my room, don't touch anything unless something's dirty."

Nayla nodded in understanding. "Yes Sir. Excuse me first." after finishing the job, Nayla walked out of the director's room.

The design took a long breath. That face was really very similar to Azkia. How can there be two people with almost the same face. Are they twins?

The designer immediately contacted Ms. Ami, as the head of HRD. "Mrs Ami, please take Nayla's CV to my place... Yes Nayla new cleaning service."

After putting down the phone, Reka thought back to Nayla's face. "Azkia, are you back..."

Revis recalls all his memories with Azkia. It's so hard to forget. She met Azkia when she was just a teenager, when she was wearing a blue and white uniform. At first they were close and friends. Until High School, that sense turned into love. Everything feels smooth, until their status turns into a girlfriend. After graduating High School, they committed to marriage after college graduation.

They've done preweding photos and spread out invitations, but it's unexpected that something bad happened. Azkia had an accident while she was riding her own motorcycle.

The design was very sad, all the happiness that was already in sight was instantly shattered. Even until 8 years passed he still could not forget Azkia.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

The sound of knocking on the door blew away the daydream of Reka. "Yes, come in."

"This is Sir's CV." Ms. Ami gave the paper envelope to Reka.

"Yes, thank you."

Bu Ami nodded his head and walked out of the room.

The design twisted the circular red thread and he opened the envelope.

He let out a long sigh again as he saw that the blue-tinted photo was completely similar to Azkia. He saw Nayla's biodata again.

"Still 20 years old? It's so young. If they weren't twins, why would their faces look alike." Revis saw the address and name of his parents. "Brothers aren't, really a coincidence either."

The designer took a deep breath back then he rested his back on his great chair.

...***...

Nayla returned the clean-up equipment while continuing to mumble. "So daring to suddenly hug. You pervert!"

"Who's the pervert, Nay?" ask Echa who accidentally heard Nayla's words.

"Eh, no." Nayla turned her back and she took water. "Cha, you said Mr. Reka was still single. But I just accidentally saw his prewed photo."

"Ssttt," Echa approaches Nayla. "Don't be so hard when you ask me about that. Mr. Reka was almost an old virgin."

"meaning?"

"So before marrying Mr. Reka's future wife had an accident and died. So until now Mr. Reka has three heads he is still single because it is still traumatized."

Nayla bit her lower lip. Pity that arrogant boss too.

"Many women who pursue Mr. Reka but always rejected. Even though I'm 10 years apart, but if Mr. Reka chooses me anyway, I want to" said Echa with a smile imagining that someday he will be with Reka.

Nayla pinches Echa's arm. "Halu base. There's no way Mr. Reka can look at our cleaning service."

"The name is hoping to."

"You two talk!" the words of Vita, the head of the cleaning service, made Nayla and Echa gasp in shock.

"Nayla you were called to Mr. Reka's room" said Vita again.

"Me?" ask Nayla. Let alone the boss calling him.

"Yes, maybe your work is not right and will be fired immediately."

Nayla scratched the nape of her neck that was not actually itchy. Is it true that Reka will fire him after he breaks that frame?