"Share Love" 1 Heart 2 Ayesha

Chapter 54

"someone? Whochu mean? I'm sorry, I just felt like everything was weird, I just came here a lot of other employees looked at me a long time ago, my papa also said I'd meet someone in this office, all like a puzzle right now. Did I have a boyfriend here at the internship?"

Daffa wanted to laugh.

"Even more than a lover," answered Daffa fishing.

"really? More than a lover, what do you mean husband? Truth be told, I'm still an unmarried girl at all."

Daffa smiled without answering any more. His heart still warms when he talks to this woman, looking at Humairah's calm, shady face and eyes really has a greater effect than the sedative Diazepam for this man.

"Sorry, what do I call you?" tanya Humairah was reluctant to call names because he had thought that this interlocutor was much older than him, it was seen that Daffa was a mature and mature man from his neat appearance and stern face.

"You're used to calling me Daffa."

"Well, Daffa, it's good to see you again if you don't rebuke me I don't know you at all. I'm sorry."

Daffa chuckled, "Let's go, the name also forgets the memory of course forgetting a lot of things that happened."

"Can I excuse you?" pamit Humairah politely.

"Why hurry, I want to go to a room that has a company. Wanna come?"

"Well, Daffa must be his son's leader, right?"

Daffa chuckled in response to Humairah's remark, "Not."

"Oh well, I have no right to know what your business is with Daffa. I think our meeting should end bye-bye, I should leave now. Coming home from this I'll visit my mother."

"To the mental hospital?"

"You know my mother was treated there?" asked Humairah astonished, he was sure that Daffa knew a lot about him before anything happened.

"Yes, of course I know because we're friends."

"Is that so.... Well, I hope we can meet some other time. Sorry, I'm leaving now." Pamit Humairah when she saw the tiny rose gold watch on her wrist, the watch with the logo of the thorny crown gave her papa as a graduation gift last week, said the statement, the most expensive watch he ever used as a timepiece when traveling.

Daffa nodded his head, they parted ways by waving hands at each other while throwing a sincere smile.

The man breathed in slowly as he looked at the back of the distant Humairah, in his heart he condemned how precious the woman was to an Alif, beautiful and kind being the perfect cover of an Aisha Humairah in their eyes. And how regretful he had ever intended to snatch Humairah from his best friend in a way that was not at all manly, bidding Humairah with a motorbike.

Ensuring Humairah had disappeared from view, Daffa continued on his way to Alif's room.

As usual, he entered without permission. The first thing he saw was a man leaning his head on the head of the man's oversized chair with his eyes closed, then Daffa saw some papers strewn across the desk of a boss of a large company.

As if already knew who entered Daffa until Alif spoke without opening his eyes.

"Mk...... Why so long?" alif asked annoyed.

"Relax man, I met someone downstairs," Daffa replied casually as he looked around.

His gaze fell on a figura that adorned Alif's desk, Humairah's smile adorned the photo, photo after Alif and Humairah's agreement. Wrapped in Malaysian women's clothing, their smiles are bright but not with the groom. Alif seemed to be smiling there.

Malay clothes given by Ihsan's father that Humairah wear when the photo-photo session with the family at that time, if at the time of the contract took place the woman wore a luxurious white kebaya designed by the famous designer given by Mama Rika, but when the photo session Humairah even more looks dazzling with simple brackets but emanated an aura of extraordinary beauty.

Daffa grabbed him, he looked closely at the photo.

"You guys are really compatible."

Alif turned to Daffa who was holding his work encouragement figure. "Put it in the first place, it'll break!" order Alif while massaging his head that feels dizzy.

Seeing that Daffa was astonished.

"Is there a problem?" asked the man while putting the small figura back to its original place.

Alif nodded slowly.

"Everything is a mess, last month's financial statements were a mess. I fired two people who dared to cheat with me."

"This really makes me dizzy," continued Alif with a similarly upset tone.

Daffa understood now.

"For that there's a new worker's reception?"

"Yes, I need a new financial analyst, a new audit team. It's dizzying."

"How much loss are you?" asked Daffa again whose eyes were staring around the room in wonder.

"Not much, it's just that I don't like being cheated like this."

"I think I haven't been here for a long time not to realize this room is different, why change? Even everything?" asked Daffa who just realized the design of his friend's room had changed completely, the wall paint, even the furniture was all replaced with a new, different layout than before.

Alif turned to see where Daffa was at the moment.

"Yes, I changed it."

"Why?"

"I want to erase all traces and bad memories of Ayesha."

Daffa laughed at the end as well.

"What is it like that you forget about it?"

Daffa looked at Alif meaningfully, he smiled back and forth as he remembered Humairah was in this office lobby.

"Have you got a replacement for your workers?"

"That's none of my business, from the acceptance interview report done this morning. I just want them to be able to work as fast as they can and fix all this mess."

Daffa nodded his head as he stood up from the chair, "Yes, and I'm sure that one of them will also fix the mess in your life."

"Stop joking, I'm dizzy" said Alif.

"And you'll be even more dizzy after meeting your new worker later. I'm sure it is." Daffa said for sure, his smile still adorning his lips while looking at the wall hangings.

"What are you talking about?" alif asked as he grabbed his pack of cigarettes and took one and turned it on. Alif returned to the habits that he had long since marrying Humairah. But ever since Humairah forgot about him he started smoking again.

"No, just imagining that your dizzying office life will change from tomorrow, I'm sure you'll be dizzy and a little crazy."

"The crazy one is you, speak clearly! Come on, don't make me feel dizzy" Alif said.

Daffa laughed.

"Aisha's memory should not be forgotten, right?"

"His memories in this office made my working mood so bad, by changing the interior design of this room was quite helpful to me. I just don't want his shadow to be the lever of regret that always comes, the biggest regret and I will always regret for the rest of my life. Stupidity that I won't repeat, and it all disturbs my concentration of work."

Daffa nodded in understanding, "Alright, I understand. But changing this room won't change anything in your life either, let it pass. After all Aisyah has died, you better forgive her. It will be his business with God. Now lay your life down again, let's move on Alif from this slump. Everyone has a bad experience, it could be a determinant of the quality of your relationship with Humairah in the future."

Alif was speechless, he turned to look at the little figura that he called his working spirit. Her smile expanded, "I miss my wife."

Daffa smiled, "And you're going crazy from tomorrow."

"No, I'm not going crazy. Humairah needs a reasonable husband and his body," said Alif.

"And you ruined your body with that cigarette."

Alif chuckled while puffing cigarette smoke from his mouth.

"Until when are you like this? Not intending to confess your husband to your wife?"

Alif shook his head, "Come...... Maybe until his memory recovers, if at that time Humairah did not forgive me and still wanted to separate, then I would set the pace."

"I won't force my loved ones to accept me again, I deserve to be dumped. Humairah deserves to be happy, I will not force him again, holding on to that force is not good for Humairah. He's young, I don't want to destroy his future. I realized there was so much pain I was giving, I wasn't even forgiven," Alif said softly, his eyes teary.

"What about your mainstay seduction? Angry can be, parted do not. Though I like your words that," said Daffa again.

"You like it, Humairah doesn't. It doesn't seem to apply to my wife, the proof is that she still wants to be separated. Aaaahhhhh, my life is really messed up and tangled."

"I hope you can break that tangle from tomorrow. Hear me.... If tomorrow you find someone in this office who can drive you crazy, then start making a new story, a story that might be different than before. Tie him up with the opportunity God gives you later, believe Alif, this is not just a coincidence."

"It's destiny, I'm sure of it. He even came here himself to approach you. God still loves you, opportunities are always given to people who really want to change. Don't waste it, otherwise you might be lost and die by the next regret."

Alif looked at Daffa with a questioning look.

"What are you talking about?"

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It's tuesday, though, at 7 o'clock, Humairah is already in the parking lot of the office which will be the place to find work experience one year before continuing the intention to graduate with the option of staying to the twin tower country which is where Ihsan's father once wandered there when he was a bachelor.

His feeling was quite nervous because this was not an apprentice, but a real work. The desire to pee kept him from waiting for senior direction for his new job after signing a three-month contract early in the trial.

But now Humairah can't hold it anymore. He passed to the toilet which he even memorized.

Humairah breathed a sigh of relief when he had completed his mikti desire there, he tidied up his skirt and opened the exit of the toilet, and then opened the door, his eyes immediately turned to the back of a man who was cleaning his coat from a stain.

Humairah surprised, "Hey..... Do you want to peek at a woman who pees?"

The man flipped over, but was met with a blow from the trash can that Humairah had reached that did not give him the slightest mercy.

"What are you doing?" asked the man yelled dodging the attack after the attack of the trash can that even made his suit get dirty.

"You dared to harass me on my first day at work, dared to peek at me pee, you must have gotten used to peeping at the ladies in the toilet this early in the morning, but baby you can't escape this time the bad guy, the pervert, how dare to go in the ladies' room."

Read the Humairah that hit the man without giving him a chance.

Hearing the typical voice of Humairah who is used to being soft, but quite terrible when it is raging like this. Alif stopped Humairah's hand after he felt enough to be hit blind this morning.

"Stop!" shouted Alif, who regretted the intonation of his raised voice but suddenly his tongue was muddy as he looked at who the woman who had just dared to hit him with the trash can.

Their eyes met, Humairah removed the trash can from his hands because suddenly his hands limp immediately met the face of the man he thought had peeked at him earlier.

De javu, Humairah felt this scene was no stranger after staring at the handsome face before her at this moment. His heart was suddenly heavy while pumping, his chest suddenly felt full and difficult to breathe. Nervousness that Humairah felt especially the touch of a cold hand that was holding her wrist at this moment.

"Maha?" muttered Alif slowly.

De javu's. Humairah de javu.

Seriate.....

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