About Qiandra
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With trembling, restlessness touched my peace ranum (yuliashafira14)
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“Trust in your own feelings.” Gibran's spell on himself, aahh still a little doubt that cut down the man's confidence.
Gibran loosened the tie that dangled beautifully on his body, had long enough file and pen waiting for the man's touch. But unfortunately, Gibran's attention is not for them.
Recalling Aarav's gaze on Qiandra was enough to annoy Gibran, instead of him not being confident. It's just that he's a little worried, how not. Aarav is quite handsome and well-established though not comparable to him. Haha basic!
They live in the same apartment, even in different units. Isn't it natural that he's worried?
“Gibran!” jolt someone who forcefully pulls his consciousness, “Why?” throw the man with a flat face.
He stared lazily at a man who had been sitting on the sofa in his study, which of course the presence of the man was forgotten by Gibran.
“You are why? stop daydreaming!” Darel verticals the soda from the can, and turns Gibran's place into an impromptu canteen. Her looks? shabby! like the guy who was rejected casting the director as a stunt double, ck. Gibran!
“Anu-“ Want it to feel Gibran asking for an opinion but, ah already don't say. Darel also has a problem so, he doesn't have to burden his best friend.
“Ahh forget!” overwrite Gibran.
“Ya already!” cuek Darel, and again busy chewing snacks and the sad on the guest table.
“Lunch there,” Gibran's word. Kasian also saw his comrade-in-arms, he just stuffed his stomach with snacks.
“Depart, mmm-“ wants it to feel like she knows the news Kalya.
“What?” look at Gibran, he knows that Darel misses his girl.
“Kalya?” gibran said, he did not respond. But Darel's gaze already represented how much curiosity the man was. Fuck up!
“She was disappointed not to be able to see her fiance, I don't know where the man is.” Sindir Gibran, and immediately provoke curiosity Darel will continue the story.
“If curious, ask yourself there.” Darel had not had time to react, Gibran instead forced him to cluck with annoyance.
“So Claretta called me, it looks like she'll be coming back to Indonesia soon.” Gibran's movements stopped, he wanted to make sure that he didn't hear Darel's words wrong. The claretta?
“Even if you have a phone checked, he calls you but you ignore him.” Spray Darel, act like a killer math teacher.
“He contacted me? when?” he quickly picked up the phone, and checked his call history. And sure enough, there was a number that repeatedly tried to contact Gibran.
Darel caught the face Gibran asked, since when the big boss could forget the thing about Claretta.
“That's it, didn't you know she changed her phone number? why even confused yourself. Don't tell me you haven't saved the number?” search Darel, my God. He forgot about Claretta!
Gibran was too busy with the company and of course Qiandra, so it was no wonder that he could forget about anything else that was not important. Not important?
“Simply he called me and got angry, it turns out you ignored his call?” darel asked in disbelief.
“Hahaha, really?” gibran's laughter broke.
She knows how the character of Claretta, the only female best friend they have. Gibran always remembered how he used to keep the portraits of the four of them on display in his apartment, their friendship so warm.
“I think he who forgot us, it turns out I was too busy to forget it.” Overwrite Gibran, and be rewarded with Darel's look of disbelief.
“I wonder how Fahar reacted when he found out his return?” Gibran agreed, he knew how much Fahar felt about Claretta.
Fahar liked it in silence, he had a reason strong enough to behave like that. What's clear is that he's just keeping their friendship, because he knows who the guy Claretta likes is.
******
“Qia how about you meet that Ara before we get back?” kalya's idea managed to make the Qiandra movement come to a halt, obviously. He's waiting for his continuation!
“You talked to him, and convinced him to cancel this match. Who knew he could help?” Kalya.
"But you're coming, right?" please Qiandra.
"Of course, but I'll be waiting for you at a different table." Qiandra's smile was dim, nothing. Than he came alone, right?
But wait, just the two? with an unknown man? just imagining it makes Qiandra uncomfortable.
“Dikasih solution even bengong!” kalya said startlingly, Qiandra just rolled her eyes at the girl's words.
Kalya just shook her head, it's not a difficult thing. The girl immediately picked up her flat object, and searched for a number that was thought to be a savior for the girl's shock. The qiandra? he just kept quiet and kept watching.
“Halo Om, this is Kalya. Can Kalya talk to Papa?” tanyanya direct.
"Yes, wait a minute, Miss." The man Kalya contacted was Assistant Papa Agam, the middle-aged man was only a few years younger than his Papa.
“Halo darling,” warmly welcome at the end there. What made Kalya smile grow, she recognized this voice.
“Halo Pa, why is Papa's phone the same Mama died?” complaints directly.
“Sorry baby, what's up until this beautiful Papa kid calls hmm?” agam's angry laughter made the girl just pursed her lips, Kalya said.
“That's Pa, Qia asks for her future husband's mobile number.” That nosy remark, successfully greeted with a look of disbelief Qiandra.
“What Qia can't wait for to ask for Ara number?” laughter was heard across the street.
“Looks Pa,” Kalya sticking tongue at Qiandra. Look, he was deliberately mocking his best friend.
“Ya already, later will Papa send.” said Agam authoritatively, and just shook his head. Young people, he said in his heart.
“Still Pa,” answer.
“Sama-sama dear, Papa closed yes.” Pamit Agam's.
The call ended, they waited and stared at the pity of Kalya's phone. I hope it gives good signs and news. And, the phone rings. The message sign has entered, when opening it looks several digits of the number on the message.
“Hurry up phone him,” Advice Kalya. “I?” Qandra clear.
“Of course, my time?” yells.
“Say, you want to meet him tonight.” That order managed to make Qiandra even more incredulous, why must it be this fast.
“Tonight?” look, isn't this too soon? thought Qiandra.
“Isn't that better? The day after we leave, so you should meet him soon.” Right too, he said in his heart.
“Alright,” steadily Qiandra picks up the phone and types the number Kalya displayed. Without hesitation he pressed the green icon to call, connected. Long enough she waited, and-.
“Halo,” the greeting makes Qiandra suddenly forget the dialogue.
Why does this man sound familiar? Kalya nudged and asked with a gesture, what the call was connected to, and Qiandra automatically nodded.
“H-alo, what is this with Ara?" tanyanya. Long enough for the man to reply, it seemed that he was also surprised at the sudden call from the girl he liked. Qiandra checked her phone, making sure their call was still connected.
“Halo?” hello Qiandra is back.
“Iya I'm Ara. Who is this?” when he went fishing, the man knew who this girl was. Merely, he wanted to convince himself if the girl was really Qiandra.
“I'm Qiandra, sorry for bothering you. That, mmm do you have a chance tonight? I want to meet you.” ask a little clumsy.
“Tonight? meet me?” again in disbelief, he was happy because of the invitation.
"Yes, can you?" search Qiandra.
“Sure, send me the time and place. I will come.” he said loudly, to the point of making Qiandra a little surprised by the reaction.
“Alright,” Answer.
******
Japanese Restaurant
Qiandra and Kalya had already reached the restaurant's parking lot, they had deliberately chosen this place to avoid the opinions of their co-workers. Isn't it weird that she came with another man besides Gibran?
Gibran, why does he suddenly miss that guy? Qiandra was still chewing her gum, hoping that it would neutralize the anxiety that suddenly knocked her concentration.
Tonight, Qiandra is wearing a milk-brown Lace Dress. Plain makeup decorate the look, Even matching colored handbags have been grasped quite tightly.
Upon entering the restaurant, Kalya immediately occupied her desk. He'll be monitoring Qiandra from here. The girl's bead wandered in search, and caught a man sitting on his back. He had occupied the table that had been on the reservation before.
Qiandra glanced at the clock on his phone, the man was very antusis. He came 15 minutes ahead of their deal, he came to his desk.
“Sorry I'm late, have you already la-“ his words paused in disbelief. “You?”
Meetings always create memories. Qiandra never expected, if the man who was staring at her was a luminous glow in utter. But alas, the light he had was unable to stupefy Qiandra.
