About Qiandra

His arrival

Do you know what? I even have a hard time sharing on the sky, the vast expanse is able to grab your attention. Just once, can you do the same to me? (julyashafira14)

“Excuse me..I would like to meet Mr Gibran, is he on the spot?” Qiandra was currently in the man's company, when she first entered it had already left her so stunned. How not, this place was much different from the place he had been to before.

“Sorry miss, have you made an appointment?” because so in a hurry Qiandra suddenly forgot how the company works, an appointment? He hasn't even done it in a long time.

“How can I make an appointment if my call alone he ignored?” replied the girl innocently, gosh has she never made an appointment before?!

“If you want to make an appointment please contact his secretary, because Mr. Gibran is not an arbitrary person who can easily be contacted by others.” Said the Receptionist in a trivial tone, ck did he not know how excited Gibran would be if Qiandra made the call!? 

How'this? It was hard to meet the man, did Qiandra have to sneak in order to get in? Wait, sneak? What is Qiandra thinking!? gibran's workspace alone he doesn't know on what floor. His brain is spinning, there must always be a way for every obstacle, right? Suddenly, he messed up his cell phone to look for someone's contact there.

“Darel on what floor does Gibran work?” he said it without greeting or just pleasantries.

“Floor 30, why don't you ask the receptionist on duty?” reply Darel with a bit of astonishment across there.

“If it were that easy to ask them I wouldn't call you, he said I haven't made an appointment. Because it makes it difficult for me to meet with Gibran.” Is Qiandra complaining right now? it looks so much!

“Give your phone to the receptionist, let me talk to him.” Darel orders, the man wants to sound cool but the fall is so songong for others.

“Sorry, but someone wants to talk to you.” He thrust a cell phone at the girl who served as the receptionist, confused? She felt it, but soon after she received Qiandra's phone. 

I don't know what the two are talking about, which is clearly a change of the girl's face after hearing the voice that became her interlocutor. Qiandra wanted to see how much influence Darel had in the company right now!

“Good Sir.” Say it and turn over the Qiandra's phone.

“Sorry for being disrespectful miss, please you can go straight in. Gibran's pack room is on the 30th floor, the largest room of the others. Do I need to deliver?” amazingly, the opposite attitude from the previous one, his tone just sounded so riled up.

“No need miss I can go by myself.” After the drama Qiandra finally headed for the elevator, while inside there some employees looked at him and whispered. They could not help but be curious, why did the girl hit the number 30? What business is he going to go to that impenetrable floor? Basic kepo indeed! But, Qiandra doesn't care. The main goal is to meet Gibran and make sure the man is in shape!

“It turns out the same, what's the point of whispering if others can still hear their conversation?” He muttered after they came out, Qiandra had thought that people who worked in classy places would have the same attitude as her workplace. But it turns out it was just a wrong opinion!

“Excuse me miss, is Mr Gibran inside?” he asked when he was next to a table not far from the big door on the floor.

“What are you Miss Qiandra?” the girl turned around to ask, but what was strange was that she knew her name?!

“Iya,” Qiandra replied with curiosity.

“Please enter, Mr. Gibran is inside.” He said with a smile so friendly, a different treatment according to him.

“Mmm, is he okay?” I don't know suddenly his guts back again, when before the girl acted so worried.

“You can check it yourself miss, please!” well done, he even delivered the Qiandra. Though the door wasn't that far away, why did he have to trouble himself?!

“Log in,” Answer someone from inside the room.

“Sorry sir there are guests who want to see mr.” He said, Qiandra has not dared to show her face. 

“Not that I've said that don't want to receive guests at this time?” the man just wanted to calm himself down, well he wanted to calm himself down by working. Weird right? Very!

“But miss Qiandra is already here sir.” The secretary's statement led Gibran to cease his activities. 

“I excuse me.” Unfortunately, unfortunately the two people who look at each other at this time are too washed away with their minds so as not to mengubris the words of the secretary on duty.

Silent…

Where was the Qiandra who was so worried earlier? Why is a room this big so quiet, do they not intend to say something to expel the void created?!

“Are you busy? Do I have to go?” hey come on what kind of question it is, you son of a bitch!

“No, I'm very relaxed at the moment. Look at my desk empty of files so you don't have to go anywhere!” Gibran glanced at the object that had been said to be empty. Those dear ups of the table were inversely proportional to the man's previous statement, empty? Even the table is so full now.

“Ah this, you did not forget not that I am the boss here. As a good leader I have to do this, check their performance.” The eagle, but did Qiandra say anything? Why did the man become so misbehaved!

“Looks like you're okay, thank goodness.” There was relief in Qiandra's heart when she saw Gibran behaving as he always did. Wasn't that a sign that he didn't have to worry anymore?

“You're worried about me?” ask her and walk up to Qiandra who is still standing beside the sofa. The girl did not want to be disrespectful by sitting down without being asked, but it seemed like Gibran was losing his manners for making Qiandra stand up from earlier.

“You just left after I made you sad, and Kalya said you brought the car with above average speed so where might I not worry?” it seemed like the current Qiandra was acting more open from the beginning of their meeting.

“You told me to go and made me sad, so what can I do if you're not comfortable with me.” Hear the man's words, how can he speak so precisely and successfully touch the hearts of others?

“Sorry.” He really felt guilty, look at that indisputable expression of Qiandra's remorse!

“Sit down if you're really sorry.” Further.

“No need, I just want to make sure you're in shape. I can go right away now because you're okay.” Ceh, that girl is so bad to receive someone's good treatment.

“Do I have to hurt myself to make you stay? I injured Qiandra, right here. The pain makes me hard, what are you going to do to make me better?” Gibran touched his chest, he just wanted to make it clear where the pain was lodged.

In reality we are part of someone's ribs, you and I were created to meet. HE loves us so much by creating a mate from a weathered body part, isn't that reason enough for us to stop holding everything back by ourselves?!