ALL ABOUT REVENGE

GET IN THE RESTAURANT

" Mister, let me go." Novi thrashed to release the arms of Wira.

" No Nov, I won't let you go if you still want to get out of here."

" But my decision is unanimous. After much deliberation, I decided to resign."

" Novi, you've been considered my own family. I don't have anybody else. You're the only one who's been around, helping me."

" I'm sorry sir, I really want to get out of this restaurant. I'll try to live independently without your help."

" Why are you so stubborn? I don't want you to go."

" Detach Mr. Wira!" Novi continued to struggle with the resistance.

The powerless hero restrains Novi's rampage, moves away and releases his arms.

" Mister Hero! You think, I'm a woman? There has never been, a man in this world who dared to touch me, let alone hug me. Don't equate me with him!" Novi pointed towards Fitri.

" I'm sorry Nov, I didn't mean anything. I just want to calm you down, and I don't want you to get out of here, leave me and everything related to me. You can change my life Nov. Even my luck is always there, because of you. I feel you are an angel, sent by God, to accompany my life. Help me live my life, which I don't know until when I'm still given time in this world."

" It's a pity sir, I feel like a nobody. I've got nothing to make you as successful as you are today. It may have been because of Mr. Wira's hockey, and it may have been because of your wife before she died, praying to God that you might have his way."

As Wira and Novi argued with each other, Fitri ventured to ask.

" Mister Wira, Ms Novi, may I change my clothes? I'm ready to work."

Hearing Fitri's words, Novi was offended.

" Fit, if you want to change clothes, change. No need to ask for permission. Especially say you're ready to work. I know you're looking for Mr. Wira's attention, right?"

" Eh, I'm sorry ma'am, I didn't mean that." Fitri was surprised by Novi's words that suddenly appeared. Fitri did not expect Novi to speak.

" Halahh, that's why you are. I'm sure, you're just looking for Mr. Wira's attention, right?"

" Seriously ma'am, I don't have such thoughts."

" Do I have to break your heart to let him speak the truth to me?"

" No Ma'am, I'm sorry if I offended Ms. Novi. Honestly, I didn't mean anything else."

" Fitr! how long are you going to hide it from me!"

Fitri just bowed limp, he could do nothing, and was unable to say anything.

The hero could not bear to hear and see for himself Novi and Fitri arguing with each other, he immediately calmed them both.

" enough! Stopit! Novi, Fitri, we're a team. Let not our unity be divided. At the moment our new restaurant is growing rapidly. I don't want to, the dispute between us to make our restaurant collapse again. Come on, let's take care of our friendship. Think ahead."

" I'm sorry Mr. Wira. I was carried away by emotions. I better get out of here soon, so as not to cause any more trouble, bigger one."

" Nov, can't you understand what I'm saying? I want you to stay here. Help me, I can't do anything without you. You've been giving me interesting ideas. If you leave, who else can give me Nov?"

Unable to bear to see the Debate between Wira and Novi, Fitri intends to leave them both. He began to say goodbye to Wira and Novi.

" Mister Wira, Ms. Novi. It seems that this is not my place. I don't want to bother you two. I'll change my clothes first."

Wira invited Fitri to change clothes, but different from Novi. He puffed his chest and turned his back to Fitri while looking the other way.

Fitri leaves them both, regardless of Novi ignoring him.

" Nov, how?" The hero pulls Novi's shoulder, and attempts to turn Novi's body, facing him.

Novi draped his two hands over his stomach and shook his head.

" I still can't be here. I'm still going. I've been depending on people for a long time, maybe now's the right time to start."

" Novie! Why are you so stubborn? What makes you like that? Have you forgotten where I am since you were left by your parents?"

" Sir, you are very meritorious in my life. I promise, one day if I can live independently, I will repay the kindness of Mr. Wira."

" Dad.." The hero breathed a long sigh and sounded loud.

The hero was sitting limp on the floor, and leaning against the leg of the chair, he shook his head repeatedly, then rubbed his hair.

Novi was surprised, he started to worry about Wira.

" Mister Wira, what's wrong with you?"

The hero simply shook his head repeatedly, and**************hair until it became messy.

" Sir, why Mr Wira?" Novi said because he was worried.

Wirapun still just shook his head. His body is hot. He could no longer stand up.

" Mister Wira, don't make me anxious. Tell me, Mr Wira why?" Novi held Wira's shoulder and tried to lift her up sitting on a chair.

The hero refuses to be lifted. He brushed off Novi's hand, then stood alone and ran into the kitchen.

" Mister Hero!" Shouted Novi, but he did not follow where Wira ran. He chose to wait for her to come out again.

Fitri, who was done changing clothes, was surprised to hear the sound of people running.

" ha? Mr Wira, why run?" Fitri said in Heart.

Fitri tried to look ahead, whether there was a problem that Novi made. But there, he only found Novi who just sat in the visitor's seat without doing anything.

Before long, Fitri was surprised again by the action of the Hero who ran from the kitchen towards Novi. He held a knife in his right hand.

Fitri became afraid, what will be done Wira. Then he hid and peeked behind the door of the finance admin room.

" Novie!" Shouted Wira while pointing the knife right on his left chest.

Novi was aghast from his seat until he jumped to the side for up to three meters.

" Mister Hero! What the hell are you doing? Take off the knife sir, please don't mess with the knife."

" Novie, pick one. If you want to get away from me, you choose me to kill myself or you kill me?" Speech of despair.

" I don't choose both Sir, I don't want you to why. Be aware Sir, you have a few employees who depend their lives on you. If you are sick, or die, how will they feed his family sir? Think clearly."

" I wouldn't do it if you stayed here Nov. But if you still want to leave, I'll do it with my own hands."

" Brear.." Novi sighed. He's sitting limp. It seems like his decision to leave Wira and his restaurant will be disrupted.

" Once again Nov, tell me what's your decision?"

" Okay sir, I'll stay. But I beg you, today I'm on leave. I'm not feeling well anymore."

" So, you're gonna stay here, Nov? The woman began to smile a little.

Novi nodded his head. In his heart he felt ashamed, only this first time, Novi canceled the decision he had so calculated.

" Thank God, Nov! I'm so happy." Tears fell to the floor.

Novi hugged Wira tightly. He felt the warmth of a hero. Boss, surrogate parent, and maybe also will be a lover, even her husband someday.

The hero hugged Novi tightly. For this time, he was not awkward to hug Novi, because Novi was the first to hug him.

Fitri who is still peering at Wira and Novi from behind the door, feels himself in the position of Novi. He hugged the door in front of him.

" Duh, how nice Bu Novi got a hug from Mr. Wira. When will I get your hug Mr. Wira." Fitri lirih.

Sweat was pouring down all over his face, and then the rest of his body, down. Her clothes were soaked that she looked like her underwear. The shape and curves of his body became clearer.

A few minutes passed, Fitri realized from his daydream. He was surprised to see Wira and Novi were out of place.

Fitri tried to get out to see things. He looked to the right and left to confirm the whereabouts of Wira and Novi.

" Fwrong.." A soft hand landed on Fitri's shoulder from behind.

Fitri was surprised and looked back, looking back,

"Sir Wira, Miss Novi?"

" What are you doing Fit? Didn't you change your clothes and get ready to work? Why are your clothes so wet?" Ask the hero casually.

" Fitri, you've been plunged into the bathtub?" Novi asked, laughing loudly.

" Eh, I.. Sorry Mr. Wira, Ms. Novi. I seem to be getting permission to go home first. I'm not feeling well anymore." Said Fitri, then without caring about Wira and Novi, Fitri ran to pick up his clothes and headed to the parking lot to pick up his motorbike.

Kemelut in his brain, making Fitri can not put the key, into the keyhole of his motor properly. He was nervous and embarrassed. Repeatedly he tried, but the key of his motorbike repeatedly missed, even to the point of falling.

When he was about to take the key of his motorbike, Fitri was aghast to fall, when there was a human hand that quickly took the key of his motorbike and handed it to Fitri. When he looked, he almost fell unconscious.

......................