About the Heart

The Curse of the New Manager

I knocked, the door of the room that made me that gamang. Nothing yet, my feelings were already scared first. Afraid, because my memory of the room had not been completely erased.

"Come in" came a voice from inside the room.

A male?

May, I wish that the voice belonged to Mas Rud?

I shook my head.

Trying to pull over, the deposits of feelings about my ex-lover.

"This is not true, forget it!" I strengthen myself.

I hold my sight. Slowly, I opened the door to the new manager's room. Started plastered in my eyes, a man, a big smile was sitting behind his desk. His eyes were pointing at my arrival position.

"Mas Rud," involuntarily my mouth called out her name softly.

Yes ... the man ... Mr Rud ....

Rudku Mas!

I'm not wrong.

Take look!

Those are shady eyes that can make me.

The deg!

Nope.

She's not.

I stopped the leg I just stepped on.

"Please enter!" that command line, returned my wildly incorrect imagination.

With weight, I headed back to my new manager's desk.

"Good morning, sir! Father, call me?" my greeting to the new manager whose cross face is familiar to my eyes.

"Please, sit!" pinta.

"Rosa, are you really healthy?" her question that felt awkward for asking me news was not a matter of my work.

"Yes, Sir. I'm ready to go back to work." I replied formally.

I admit, my sight radar isn't working right now. The owner of this face in front of me, who? I'm not sure I know the answer correctly. Set in my mind, this was the face of Mas Rud. Although I'm sure it's not, but my brain rejected it.

"Later, accompany me to lunch!" the orders of the New Manager I don't know his name yet.

"How, Sir?" I want to hear his words again.

"You, daydreaming?" tanyanya.

"No, sir." I replied evasively.

"My company is meeting outside, now," he ordered, straight out of his chair.

I was confused by my sudden assignment. Spontaneously, I followed in the footsteps of Mr. New Manager leaving his room.

Go ahead, grab your bag! I'm waiting in the lobby" he said, which I don't dispute.

*****

I walked in confusion towards my desk.

Brug!

My leg hit the end of my desk.

"Oh," I cried.

"Why, Sa?" Maya apparently heard my screech.

"Crashing the table" I replied straightforwardly.

"Don't daydream mulu," Maya reminded.

"I don't daydream, I'm thinking about the new manager again" I told Maya.

"Don't tell me you like Mr. Aryan?" search Maya.

"Sir Aryan?" re-call.

Maya stops her work, "The new manager, his name is Mr. Aryan. You don't know yet?"

Hearing Aryan's name, there was a shadow I found in my memory. I grabbed the bag on my desk and stepped quickly into the office lobby. Maya screams I ignored.

"You, Mas Aryan?" ask me after standing in front of my new manager.

He covered his smile.

"However, you forgot me, my friend," he said.

"The world is narrow, there will always be those who go and come." his smile is questionable.

Not that, the answer I want to hear, sir," I said.

"Call Mas, I am not your Father" he commanded.

Mr. Aryan, why are you so similar to Mas Rud? Does the criteria Manager in this office, have to be like you?

"Dream, come on, go now!" bring him.

"We don't want a real meeting, do we?" i suspect.

"Guet me breakfast" he asked.

"That's not part of my job, sir," I refused.

"I ask you, not as your boss, but as your friend. Didn't you say yourself, we're friends." he explained.

"But, it's working hours, sir." My next excuse.

"Now, I command you as a superior!" he doesn't want to lose.

Again, I took a deep breath today. This manner of imposing his will, was again the same as Mas Rud. Clearly, when Mas Rud forced to choose kebaya couple-an for the proposal event Tria at that time. Last episodes about Mas Rud again I must see. How can I throw it clean, if now there's something else that keeps reminding me of him.

"How was the man waiting for you at your gate yesterday?" tanyakanya.

"Well, he's my girlfriend, sir." I hope with my answer this, he keeps his distance from me.

"That's lucky, he," he chirped.

"I'm the lucky one, sir, so her boyfriend." I intend to show Dion's kindness.

"Can that be?" he's starting to get curious.

"I'm sorry, sir, may I not tell you about my personal problems?" my door.

"Wasn't friends a place to share?" tanyakanya.

Share place? That word, instantly reminded me of Dion. I found a brilliant answer to his sentence this time.

"I already have a place to share, my girlfriend is the one. Thanks for your offer." I'm sure.

Mr. Aryan did not dispute my answer this time.

"So, can I go back to my room to get back to work, sir?" my many.

"Follow me to the car!" his orders.

Forcibly, I followed his orders which I had repeatedly refused.

*****

Maya scrunched up her forehead to see me half-run away from my desk. The words I ignored also made Maya more curious. What really happened to me. He stood at the back of his desk for no less than 5 minutes. Mas Rendra who was passing by, then approached the fiancee.

"What's up, honey?" asked Mas Rendra while patting Maya on the shoulder.

Maya awakens from her stupor, "That's Rosa Mas, leaving in a hurry after I told her our new manager was Mr. Aryan."

Mas Rendra thought. His forehead frowned, "Well, there's a new manager's curse like that."

"I mean, Mas?" Maya doesn't understand.

"When Rosa came in, the New Manager had a crush on her. Yesterday, Rud, didn't rule out the possibility that Mr. Aryan, too, did he?" Mas Rendra analyzed.

Maya agrees with Mas Rendra's analysis. His head was goosebumps, "Foul, Mas, the Curse of the New Manager."

*****

15 Minutes, I spent in silence. Mr. Aryan, locked his mouth. Mr. Aryan's car stopped at a city park. He invited me to sit on a plastic bench that provided a cart that read "Rujak Cingur Khas Surabaya". This place is, in fact, far beyond my expectations. But honestly, I like it, I haven't enjoyed my favorite spicy dish.

"I didn't know I was going to eat here?" tanyanya looks at me a little dumbass.

"Honestly, yes, sir." I replied with a smile.

"It's my favorite place to eat" she told me.

I put on a smile and a nod of my head for the story.

"Honestly, I don't have many friends. Therefore, when yesterday you asked to consider you as a temen, I was very fond." he explained.

"I'm serious, really, with what I said yesterday. We can be friends" I said after hearing her story.

"Thank you," he replied.

"Yesterday, how, you could be an online taxi driver?" i wonder.

"I like to look for new challenges, and get to know a lot of people" he said.

"We are friends, call me, Mom! 1 Again, don't use my word, I'll do it" he asked.

I agree with his request this time. It doesn't hurt to have a lot of friends.