A THOUSAND TUNNELS CHANGED EVERYTHING
_Chapter 12_'s
Section 2
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“Hei Mey..wait, look at me..hey.
“I'm not running..It's Octa, can't you walk properly?” said Meyla who walked through the room to attend a morning meeting held every week.
“Why?...I'm not as tall as you, hey!. I want to tell you, you don't run away so” he said.
“For what I ran away, I have a meeting, have a talk later” said Meyla who had entered the meeting room, leaving a full body woman with a high body of about 158. Putting on his pouting face left the meeting room.
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Sighs in relief. Meyla sat on a round table with four other people in attendance. He certainly only knows them. Not by name but by their service.
The four people in front of him were influential people in his swallow nest company. These four people were arguably the elders of his own company. Because of their support and assistance, the company he founded was going well. And every month is always filled with buyer requests.
In his company, he does not sell cosmetics from swiftlets. But the food managed from the swallow nest is certainly very safe to consume.
“Good morning, Miss Meyla” greet the person who stood first with then followed by others. Meyla nodded with her sweet smile.
People rarely see themselves, not because they cannot be found. But because Meyla herself didn't want to meet them. Except it's docked like this.
“Good..please sit the Gentlemen” said Meyla who then everyone sat with her.
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“Good...until here first our meeting this time..thanks for the time of the Gentlemen.really I respect and am happy with your presence”Everyone nodded, then gave his greetings to Meyla.
After feeling calm, he sat back down without realizing that there was one man who did not come out of the room. Silence looked at him like she did not want to keep her gaze away even blinked once.
Realizing that someone was looking at her, Meyla raised her bowed head with her hands to be her backstop.
Shocked and a little embarrassed looking at the man who was smiling sweetly at her. Meyla straightened up again and returned her smile.
“Mr Rezka. Is there anything you want to ask?.or what are you waiting for?” Meyla looked at the man who was still smiling sweetly at her.
The man, called Rezka, stared at the introverted girl who rarely interacted with society. He admires the tough and determined girl.
“No...I just want to look at you, Miss Meyla” Meyla smiled at the words, but her heart was different from her smile. He makes ‘every soft guy is really a fuckboy, whether he is so or not’
Rezka's full name is Rezka Claude. One of the children of his father's friend. And the grandson of his grandfather's friend.
The 24-year-old man, a CEO and supporter of his swallow company. Besides, he's Meyla's fiancee.
Meyla did not know when to approve her engagement. By the age of 17, he had heard that he was engaged to a man. Even more puzzling, this man never met him. How could I agree without meeting him directly.
The man in front of him, has a career that has been built from the age of 17 years, different from Meyla from the age of 19 years and that is also thanks to the support of parents and this man. In addition, the man in front of him has good looks that can drop models in famous cities where he wanders. As for him, let alone be seen. People who hear his name already know what he looks like.
Not much change from him. Meyla chose not to whiten herself. With that raw sapodilla skin, he remained confident performing outside. And not paying attention to outsiders. Actually it's just the appearance of the face and neckline, but if glimpsed from the arms and legs is not the same as the face, because dressed in length.
“Mr Rezka...you are too much” he said, not wanting to serve the soft boy.
Rezka smiled, she wanted to answer again. Suddenly a knock came from the entrance. Meyla's heart was relieved, as she could find an excuse to stay away from the man who was more precisely her own fiance.
“Masuk” said. And the one who knocked entered slowly while opening the door.
Smiling, that's what appeared on Octa's face. The other one is Meyla's family.
“Ooh..hai aunt Octa” greet Rezka while smiling sweetly.
Octa who was called also smiled reply. “ooh..candidate niece is here, or rather my niece's husband-to-be Mey this”.
Meyla was silent, not wanting to argue. Let these two friendly people talk.
“If Aunt Octa has any business with Miss Mey, Rezka will go to retreat” he said. But his steps stopped as Octa replied.
“Rezka. It's not important. The important thing is don't call me, Auntie. I'm still not far from Meyla”. She is 22 years old and Meyla is 21.
“So what should I call, to honor the aunt of my future wife this” he said confidently.
“Kakak, that's enough. You see Meyla never called me aunty or sister. So I want you to educate her by calling me Kakan” her request while chuckling.
“Sure..then, Brother Octa” he said with a floating smile.
Meyla who had been silent from earlier, slipped out of the meeting room. Do not want to see a soft man who can make him overwhelmed to face the man.
“By the way, Sister Octa, Meyla has left from earlier” Rezka said as she stared at the wide-open entrance.
Octa who heard that immediately looked towards the door. And he snorted annoyed. He quickly took a farewell from Rezka and chased after his nephew.
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“The man always smiled, strange..Why now I meet more often men who smile a lot gini..aghhh..”gumannya.
After successfully leaving, Meyla rushed to the small room to wash her face covered in cold sweat.
Look at the mirror that reflects its own image. Just looking at him made him know what people looked at him like.
“See...you are not beautiful Mey.but why is the man named Rezka who wants to survive four years just want to marry me...would he be exposed to witchcraft?..or he was hit by pellets?....but who gave him pellets, even santet?..agh or maybe he was sleep deprived and thought that my face was like an angel...maybe when he washes his face later can see clearly that what he imagines is excessive”
“What's excessive?”
Her voice was rude, but Meyla could guess that this person was none other than Octa who was looking for her.
Meyla quickly wanted to escape. But his hand was captured by Octa.
“Where else are you running?” tanyakanya. Meyla's just an indistinct whine.
“Hehehe...iya.engak will be like kok”.
“Good...now let's have dinner with”ucapnya. From morning until the meeting came and it was late afternoon. Octa's wish was to eat with his nephew. He had brought her in from the morning but this niece cleverly averted his question.
“Ah..ini again.this again..why are you taking me to dinner together, you want to date me” plain and the feeling of wanting to punch himself is already palpable in Octa's brain.
His nephew will talk to him a lot to make him stressed because of empty talk like that.
“You want to be hit or want to be stamped with five fingers” while smiling.
Her face was predictable Meyla. “Hehe..settle down, I mean kidding.but why do you always take me. I don't need to eat out”.
“Hey.you this, once a young man comes out of the nest, do not always be in your nest. Times out to see the world.so tonight I intend to treat you” a smile clearly plugged in his face. Meyla saw this slightly raised her eyebrows.
“Mentratirku?.not every dinner even lunch I have to pay for your order..have you ever bought me?” Meyla recognized her teenage aunt. The real aunt is still a student and works in one of the hospitals. But his salary was never felt at all, because the Tantenya was always buying something that was not important.
“Hehe..yeah later next time” the reason he always used to melt Meyla's heart.
Meyla who heard it was already used to it. What other reasons are always the same. But he never charged when his Tante was payday.
“Alright...are we the only two eating?” tanyakanya.
“No...we are together with your other Tantemu”
“You mean..The young aunt.?”
Octa nodded. Meyla just put on a lethargic face. In addition, he plans to withdraw cash in order to pay in cash later. Who knows they eat on the side of the road, in the stalls of shops that are on the side of the road.
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In a crowded room. Places frequented by several families, lovers, or maybe for singles can also be.
At the entrance is a night restaurant. Out of nowhere the founder of this restaurant gave his own business name like that.
But if you go inside and see the decoration that takes the theme of the night, full of stars that illuminate and the atmosphere of the night, with a dark blue color that becomes a complement.
Sitting there has become quiet. What's more the backsound of singers who always display their melodious voice.
Among the dozens of tables, there is a table on the right edge near the wall. Sitting two women. One was wearing a noble outfit, while the other was wearing an overside t-shirt with pants that were not too tight. Plus he was wearing sandals that were suitable for use in the house. Only the bag looks luxurious.
“Hei..Mey, why are you wearing clothes like that”
“Already...Octa, you have highlighted me, instead began to comment with my clothes, let anyways I do not care about the nonsense of the people of” he said putting on a face no matter. While Octa thickened his face so as not to be ashamed of the words of the people.
Before long they waited, there arrived a woman in a sweet red dress suitable for the white skin. Walking gracefully but when viewed from top to bottom that you find himself wearing sandals that are not much different from Meyla.
Seeing that, Meyla smiled while Octa patted her head. Actually he is too. While leaving Octa wore sandals, but when he arrived he replaced them with sweet shoes suitable for his clothes now.
“Hei..sorry to make you wait long” said the woman. He got the arm from two people who were sitting.
“Sitlah” says Meyla
“You didn't bring your son and husband?” dream again.
The woman nodded.
“Huh.when I want to see my cute niece”ucap Octa.
“You left him with your husband, Ina?” meyla asked who was answered with a nod by Ina.
Ina is a 22-year-old woman, married at the age of 20. She became a young mother at the age of 21 and married at the age of 25. Ina is a young aunt who is not very familiar with Meyla, but after the wedding. He often visited and even asked about himself.
“Iya.lagian this is a rare dinner” he said with a floating smile.
“Rangka?..not every day you always give me a text to be treated to eat” said Meyla made the atmosphere freeze instantly. And the one mentioned chuckled unclearly.
Octa who heard that slightly lowered his head while holding his laugh.
“Already...hm, by the way I got this last night” said Ina who showed all the small cards that were the size of three fingers.
The three of them looked together. From what they saw, the card read A Thousand Tunnels. Meyla touched it and cradled it like she had ever found it.
“Ah I remember!.I also got this morning. But..”
“But why Mey?.”thanya Octa
“It..I put it in my pajama shirt and I forgot to take it out. The pajamas were washed this morning” he explained which made the two people in front of him put on a lethargic face.
They knew that this niece of theirs had a ramshackle soul and a mindless recklessness.
“That's not important.try checking in the card what's wrong?” ask Octa who looks like seeing that the card is stacked in half.
Ina also opens the side end divider. And see that there is writing in there too.
“There is a writing” he said while pointing out the two people in front of him who waited enthusiastically.
“What's the writing?”
“Iya what?”Ask them simultaneously. And Ina also showed the card that has been fully opened.
“This” said.There is written a number with a thick black Bold. ‘80’
“Eight and Ten?..What does that mean?”asked Meyla who had seen the writing.
“Entah...I do not know.which for sure I will save it who knows can gift”tujarn while saving back the card that reads the number.
“Don't your card be so Mey?” ask Octa. Meyla heard him think about the number he would get when he saw his card later. The hope is that when you return the card is not damaged because of the washing machine.
