About Qiandra

Gibran and Aksa

The desolate fog had changed, the rain of pain slowly subsided. The rainbow of love has even greeted for no reason, as the golden twilight sky you are able to divert. (yuliashafira14)

Gibran's words really affected Qiandra, proving that at this time the girl was very difficult to close her beautiful eyes. Every now and then he glanced at the phone that was above the nightstand, was Qiandra waiting for someone this time?

When confused about what to do, the girl decided to get out of bed and open the window of her room. Cool, the night wind is so suitable for Qiandra. Long enough he stared at the night sky that was still just as beautiful and suddenly.

“Gibran,” murmured involuntarily “Who did I mention earlier? Jesus Christ, it looks like I need some sleep.” Qiandra continued and hit her own mouth as if she had done something wrong, immediately the girl closed her bedroom window and went straight up to the bed with a white blanket to cover her head. I wish it could put him to sleep!

 

Gibran's sincerity has unknowingly always disturbed the girl's frozen heart and it has gone on without pause, evasive! can Qiandra be the same every day? Doesn't going to the right place have to go through the right path!?

Qiandra's phone rang, a sign someone was calling. He felt he had just fallen asleep but the ringing of the cell phone forced the girl to adjust her gaze slowly.

“Halo,” without seeing who the interlocutor is, Qiandra instantly received with a typical voice of the person who just woke up.

“You're not awake?” the voice of a man he knew, a second later he looked at the cell phone to confirm the caller and clearly Gibran's name was listed there.

“Already, why did you contact me so early?” he immediately sat down and made a smooth appearance, as if the man was looking at the face of his pillow.

“I want to, is there a problem?” he asked, Qiandra just shook her head as if Gibran was looking at that. Why did he become dazed at this moment, he cursed to himself.

“Ahh no, what are you doing?” ask him pleasantries.

“Merinduced you.” Qiandra could have diabetes because of Gibran's current words!

“Prepare to Restaurant, do you want to skip?” the man broke the Qiandra's daydream.

“Alright I'll get ready.” Qiandra obeyed Gibran, weird right!? But that's the truth.

They immediately ended the call when Qiandra agreed to his order, unlike the morning that had passed the girl's face today was very bright even though her sleep was disturbed. Strange indeed!

******

Gibran started the day by greeting some employees who came across him, he was indeed a polite man. But greeting everyone with that deadly smile, wasn't it an exaggeration?

“Hold the elevator,” cried Darel and gladly Gibran did it.

“You why?” ask Fahar who has entered with Darel.

“I why?” gosh, the face of the man who pretended to be stupid was very annoying in the eyes of his two best friends at this time.

“Is your face not tired?” Fahar pointed at the dimples that appeared on Gibran's face, as smiling dimples it made the girls drown because of it.

“No, remember that smile was worship.” he replied.

“But you're impressed by the moment!” Darel commented, but he also smiled while busy with his phone.

“You two are the same.” Fahar, who was left out of the elevator to get to his room, went down on the same floor.

“Good morning sir,” greet the secretary who stood up to welcome Gibran.

“Morning,” answers with a smile to make the girl on duty even wrong behavior.

Geck…

Geck…

Geck…

“Ink,” Gibran is currently sinking with his job.

“Excuse me sir, I want to remind you that you have an appointment with one of the company representatives who filed for cooperation.” The remark succeeded in making Gibran shift his focus, it turns out that the company caught the bait that he deliberately threw.

“Alright, get the man representing it to come in.” There was no smile on his face at this moment!

“Excuse me sir,” the man came in and stood not far from Gibran at the moment, he was turning his back on the newly entered man and choosing to look at something out there. The view from the skyscraper was more interesting he thought!

“Oh looks like we meet again.” foreign greetings from the owner of the Anggada company that made him speechless, how not?! The man was the same person when he helped Qiandra back then.

“You, that guy isn't?” said Aksa unconsciously who lost her manners.

“True, I'm the guy you mean.” Answer with a small smile.

“What are you doing here?” being surprised made the man go stupid for a moment.

“Do you think?” gibran replied, and immediately walked up to the sofa and sat down gallantly.

“Sorry sir, I didn't mean to be presumptuous. I was just surprised!” Aksa who has understood the situation immediately be polite, if he continues his lust may lose his job.

“Sit,” Pinta Gibran and directly obeyed the man.

“Previous I want to apologize for an accidental incident some time ago sir.” Did he say, accidentally? That guy really is!

“I think your apology should be spoken to the person who deserves it, right?” gibranian sarcasm.

“Iya I will do the same if I meet her again,” Aksa replied by holding back a little bit of annoyance tucked in there.

“Alright.” Gibran said.

“I am a representative of a company that wants to cooperate with you, this is a proposal that we want to submit.” The man spoke as if nothing bad had ever happened before, and Gibran only looked at the man with an indecipherable look.

Gibran meticulously read his proposal, but the main purpose of the man was to establish cooperation not because of this. But, wanting to make Aksa regret for being bad at her girl! In the middle of the activity, suddenly his phone rang and broke the silence.

“Please welcome sir, maybe it's an important call.” Aksa understood this and asked the man to pick up his cell phone, and Gibran? The man looked at the name listed there, reluctant to answer but immediately then undone whether he had any plans at this time.

“Halo dear,” the man greets someone with a smile on his face. But the man's smile was different from that of this morning, no matter what Gibran was feeling right now.

“Yes, I miss you too. Be careful when driving!!” answer to someone across the street.

“My wife's candidate.” He said, is Gibran showing off? basic childish. I don't know who he means to the future wife right now! Aksa just smiled wryly at the honesty of the owner of the company.

“What is Qiandra?” he muttered to himself.

Reliability is the best way when we are filled with tears with someone who ignores our presence, sincere love makes the heart exhausted from struggling alone. We have limits in waiting, because your presence is not always like an unexpected weed.