Andra and Azimah (Contract 2 Marriage)

04

This morning, Azimah went back to work with Andreas. As usual, their arrival invites the attention of the office employees but after Azimah and Andreas pass by them, they all whisper to each other about the presence of the Azimah in their company.

All office employees, especially female employees, always say Azimah relies on the strength and influence of her father. They forgot that the Azimah had indeed become a legitimate child for Andrew in the eyes of the law.

"Happy work, Dad." Azimah said to his father before they finally separated in front of the door of the Azimah room.

Azimah threw herself on her chair. He was ready to start his work..

Azimah refocused on her laptop screen with a few sheets of paper in her hand. He gathered what Andra asked for even though he did not know much because he only continued the work of previous employees.

Not feel the time is very fast turning, the day is getting noon and the arrival of lunch time. Azimah is getting ready to go to the office canteen.

Arriving on the ground floor, Azimah was startled by the voice of a man calling her name. The Azimah looked at the source of the voice.

"Uncle, sorry I mean Chairman Lee." Azimah said in his statement.

"No need to be formal with me, it's lunch time and we're free" argued Andra, who did not want to be called formally by the Azimah.

"Well Uncle, what did Uncle call me?" ask Azimah.

"Where are you going?" ask Andra who actually already knows where the direction of Azimah's destination.

Azimah did not answer, he only pointed at the signboard that spread wide beside the elevator door..

"Ah .., eat, you do need enough nutrition to match me later" Andra sneered..

"Just as for Uncle. I'm hungry and I want to eat. See you soon." The Azimah who left Andra.

Andra smiled slightly as she looked at Azimah's back which was disappearing for a long time. The little boy he saved had now become a charming girl, the boy had made his days beautiful because of his presence. Now they've been away ever since Andra knew that Azimah had feelings for her. Feelings that Andra never expected to make it all wrong but inevitably he must emphasize because of the one heart he guards.

After this time, Azimah kept her distance from Andra. Their familiarity is not like before, when what Azimah feels has not been revealed. That happened until now, the Azimah still kept away from him. Stay away whenever Andra wants to get close and talk like she used to. But Andra did not want to behave more, he did not want to disturb the calm that Azimah felt at this time. Perhaps getting away from him is a calm for Azimah. That was Andra's thought about the attitude the Azimah took.

Azimah took his rice plate, he always used Selma to eat rice so that he had enough energy. And because of that habit also Azimah is not used to snack carelessly, if not because of force and no other choice, then Azimah buy staple food substitute rice.

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Azimah finished her lunch quickly. He could no longer hold back his increasingly heated teliga due to the small swears thrown by employees in his father's office. If only this office was not his father's office, it would be like Azimah berated one by one the people who had judged him unilaterally. But he had no power to do that, there was the name of the company he brought, the honor of his father at stake. Therefore the Azimah chose silence and did not heed all the ravings of people about him. Even though he himself was fed up with it.

With wide steps Azimah walked towards her room. There's 30 minutes left for lunch. He wanted to spend time in his own room while checking the files he had finished earlier. For now, his study is the only place he feels comfortable in the office when everyone doubts his existence.

Azimah has just entered his room. His phone rang and his father's name was seen on the top screen of the phone. Azizah answered Andreas' call.

"Yes Dad, I've had lunch" Azimah said quickly as she had not heard anything from across her call..

"Haha, I guess Dad was worried about me and wanted to remind me about lunch. All right, I'll be in Dad's room soon" Azimah said again, taking the file her father requested...

"President, this is the file you requested." Azimah is back to being formal..

Of course this invited the laughter of Andreas and Andra who were also in his room.

"You didn't eat wrong, did you? Come on Azimah, don't be too stiff. I'm your father, you can be as comfortable as possible. If you're like this I feel like I want to make things a little more difficult for you." Guru Andreas while looking deeply at the face of Azimah who looks tired.

"You two are the same. All right, I want to do it, but circumstances don't allow me to do it. I want to make a difference about our closeness all this time. When I'm out of the office, I'm your son and nephew. But when I'm in the office, I'm just a regular employee and you guys especially Dad, Dad has the right to do what his boss should do to his subordinates." Azimah said without the slightest pause with a serious face.

Andreas and Andra looked at each other like something had happened to Azimah today..

"Did anyone bother you again, Azimah?" ask Andreas seriously.

"Who wouldn't bother me, Dad. They think of me as guilty of Gio's father's death and consider me the mastermind of it all. Others think I'm just making Dad a walking account for me and Mom. Everyone doubted my existence just because I was the stepson of the owner of this company. People looked at me with dislike because I was able to get a high position and again they thought it was all because of Dad. Do they not know that I am also a human being who also has feelings. All about me, like a discordant tone circulating from one mouth to another. Am I this bad, Dad?" Azimah spoke with an outpouring of emotions that Andreas had never seen so far, as well as Andra.

Clear thread fell on the corner of his eyelids that he tried to hold so as not to spill but eventually spilled with so much.

Andrew stood up from his seat of glory. He drew near to the Azimah and embraced it as a pacification amid the rage that was engulfing him. Rubbing the top of Azimah's head, Andreas said ...,

"You're never bad, you're even the best girl I've ever met. You don't mind their words, they just envy you because you're better than all of them." Andreas said in a gentle tone letting Azimah pour out all her tears.

"I think everything will pass with time. But to this day, they all continue to judge me." shouts Azimah in the arms of Andreas.

Andreas stretched out his arms and stared pushyly in his son's eyes.

"Listen to me, I chose you not because you were my son and Selma but because of your abilities. You don't have to listen to them, you just have to prove to them that you deserve to be in this position." Andreas' spirit while wiping the remaining tears on Azimah's face.

Azimah was silent, at first he did not want to say this to Andreas, but somehow saw his father who was so fond of him made Azimah finally poured out all the anxiety that had been bothering him.

"Now it's better for you to go home, calm yourself down and act normal in front of Mom, otherwise she'll be nagging Dad tonight!" guru Andreas slightly poking live mancung Azimah.

"I have to take a day off, I can't work in this mood. Dad I'm going home, tomorrow I'm going back to work." Clearly Azimah while rubbing her puffy eyes.

"I'll drive you." Sergey Andra who immediately stood up and approached Azimah and Andreas.

"No need, Uncle. I can take a taxi" Azimah refused.

"No rejection, grab your bag and I'll be waiting for you. Iyas, I'll tell you about the progress. I'm saying goodbye." Ice Andra fast while pulling Azimah's arm to go with her.

Andreas could only take a deep breath. Not without purpose he sent Azimah to be a representative to the Andra company. He still wanted to prove whether his guess was wrong about the Azimah's feelings all along. He just wanted to make sure of all that. Because he didn't want the Azimah to drag on with the same feelings for years.

Seriate...