Angel In Poetry

ANOTHER EMBARRASSING INCIDENT

Tie was thrown onto the sofa, photo figured that had been in his arms was down friendly and side by side with the tie in the same place. This time Afkar's hair has been destroyed in a mess whether wearing what model. Half a decade in the morning. Where are you Alya?

The white shirt was already tangled like it was not ironed. There have been hundreds of calls to Alya's phone without an answer, while Arga continues to terrorize him.

" Arga, can you just shut up? I'm trying"

" You were just pacing around your room, what effort is that, you have legs right? get out, get your employees to look for him"

" Where are you looking?"

" Where do I know, I've never been to Banjarmasin"

" I don't even know where he's staying?"

" You can call the branch office, right? ask where he is"

" What reason am I calling there and asking?".

" Think for yourself, I'll call you in five minutes, if you're still in your room it's over you Afkar".

Clik.

" Juan, come to my room now"

Clik.

In a matter of seconds Juan was in front of him, seeing Afkar with a tangled face, tangled hair, tangled clothes can be sure even satinyan was tangled

" What's up? boss why?"

" Look for Alya".

" Where?"

" I don't know either"

" How's the face?"

Afkar kicking foot sofa.

" The woman you saw yesterday in front of my room"

" I didn't notice it"

Tiiiit, video call.

" Arga, if only this wasn't in the state of Alya I'd block your number"

" You're still in your room?"

" I'm coming downstairs, don't call me anymore".

Clik.

Juan was confused to see Afkar who was pacing back and forth

" So how?"

" We're going down"

" Where are we looking?"

" I don't know either".

Afkar walked to the door but was soon arrested by Juan

" Boss, you want to get out with you like this? look in the mirror for a minute?"

Afkar who was confused and emotionally willing to a little according to Juan said and approached the mirror on the wall near the bathroom in his room. Why am I such a mess.

Juan handed me a small comb

" Done your hair, trim your clothes"

Afkar took the comb from Juan's hand and tidied up a bit of his hair.

" Hurry Juan we're down, I'm worried about Alya's safety"

Juan opened the door of his young boss' room and the two half ran down the stairs. Some employees stared in wonder, there was what incident downstairs until these two young, handsome, cool people ran over, even one or two male employees came running downstairs worried that there was an unwanted incident below. Juan gave them a code not to approach Afkar who was like a possessed man.

" We're using the car to find him?"

Afkar just stood in front of his office, then walked to the front of the parking lot and stopped at the guard post.

" Some saw my guest a twenty-four-year-old woman, white with a height of 153 cm, a weight of 45 kilograms and her hair shoulder-length.

Satpam shook his head

" No sir"

Juan pulled Afkar's hand over

" Don't embarrass yourself like that boss, they'll suspect what guests you're waiting for until you memorize the identity of the identifier so"

He looked at Juan.

" Get the car, we'll find him"

Juan nodded, returning half-run to Afkar's car park. Slowly the car would exit the main gate, but it stopped.

" Why did this car stop right in front of our car"

" Juan's horn, let him stay away, we need to find Alya immediately"

" No way, he's dropping off passengers"

Afkar waited, for a long time, who the hell took the public transportation to my office?

" I got off Juan, how dare this driver get in my way, he didn't know this was an emergency?"

" Of course he doesn't know, the boss needs to be calmer"

" Calm down how? Alya's missing in my town, I have to take responsibility, I'm down"

" Sir wait, liaatt"

A girl wearing a light brown blazer with trousers came down from the angkot, her hair was draped with waves at the bottom blown by the wind.

" It looks like she's a twenty-four-year-old woman, white, 153cm tall and weighing 45kg"

Afkar looked at him from the car glass

" He's my Alyaku, he's my Alyaku"

Slowly Alya walked into the main gate, passing Afkar's car in the middle because it could not pass due to the green angkot blocking his way.

" What should I do Juan?"

" The boss is looking for him, right? he's looking for you, meet him"

Afkar opened his phone.

" Sasha, there's a guest for me Miss Alyana, tell me to wait, I'll be right in my room"

Clik.

" Juan, I'm going in, whoever doesn't dare come into my room, this is my future"

" Well, Sasha and I will stand guard in front of your room"

" Thank you"

" Good luck boss, hehehe"

Juan laughed to himself remembering Arga's story yesterday about the events of the past, my weird boss was naughty too.

Afkar got out of the car after making sure Alya had climbed the second floor and was waiting for him there. Why is he riding the angkot? green angkot? where'd she come from?.

Still with a bit of Afkar panting up the stairs, he saw Alya was already sitting sweet on his own, without Vera's mother. Goody.

Slowly walking towards her room and passing by Alya as if not seeing her for pretending to be making a phone call. Sasha slowly approached

" Sir, Miss Alya is waiting"

Afkar turned his head towards Alya who was also staring at him. Afkar nodded

" Let's go in"

Alya stood up and followed Afkar who had opened the door for him.

" Please sit down"

Afkar pointed to the sofa, yes the white sofa that had been sterilized on each side this morning. The sofa will be occupied by his ex and his future girlfriend. Alya slowly approached the sofa and when it was about to sit her eyes were fixed on two objects, a tie and a picture frame, the closer it became clear what the photo was. Afkar who just realized the object was getting closer to Alya immediately ran over and took it to hide.

" Sorry"

Alya fell silent.

Afkar walked up and approached the door to close it again. Why is my breath still breathing like this? I haven't exercised in a long time, run for a while I'm out of breath, or because he's in front of me now, just the two of you in my room.

" Miss, why is it too late?"

Yes, I managed to restore my authority. Good start of conversation.

Uuuppss, your answer why make me lose my authority again ? you're still arrogant Alya. But right, you didn't promise to come to me, but to Arga

Tiit, video call, Afkar glances, directly presses the red button. But send a message

" I've found Alya, my phone is off, don't bother me".

Sure enough, Afkar pressed the off button and finished. Arga will not threaten me, in front of Juan and Sasha will forbid anyone from entering to interfere with my mission.

Afkar unconsciously sat down next to Alya and leaned back with eyes not daring to look at Alya, just looking straight ahead precisely to his desk.

" How are you, Alya? why did you disappear this morning? I was busy looking for you until I got tired of it"

Alya glanced at the man beside her, the grumpy one with her chuckle.

" His hair hasn't been combed since which year? he said the father of the prospective successor to this large company, do not have a maid to iron clothes? you haven't eaten yet? his face looks like a starving man?"

Deg, come out also the humiliation that he had not heard for two more years.

" It's because of you"

Afkar raised his tone, who this brave is insulting me in my office.

Alya changed his position to face Afkar, as well as Afkar who was just leaning his back because his stress level was at the top, this time changing his sitting position to be upright and can return Alya's gaze which now looks more like an eagle's gaze ready to eat prey.

" What does this man mean by Alya?"

Afkar returned Alya's sharp gaze even though not all of Alya's gaze.

" You know Miss Alyana Putri Pratama. Since eight o'clock I have been waiting for you here, preparing this sofa by calling a special cleaning service officer so that you can sit comfortably, clean, fragrant and more relaxed. I also replaced this flower vase with a new one. Today I've worn my favorite clothes so your eyes are comfortable looking at me.

I wear my old perfume, when you say my scent will always close your sense of smell to be able to smell another man. This is Alya, here, in my chest so that when we can both talk and share the story well then you cry happily with this meeting you will lay your head on my chest while being able to enjoy your favorite scent on my body. Today I don't accept any guests, I just want to be able to be alone with you and talk about us.I also buy flowers to give you like a romantic atmosphere in the movies you watch in the cinema with your friends. But you haven't come yet, I'm very worried about your whereabouts.

I even called you on a phone call a hundred times, you didn't pick it up. I panicked, asking my staff to look for you anywhere. But he doesn't know how you look. I ran downstairs to find you myself asking at the guard post if I had seen a beautiful white woman 153 cm tall and 45 kg in weight. He said it wasn't there yet, so I decided to find you somewhere by car.

After I was about to leave my office, in front of the gate there was a green questionnaire stopping and blocking my way, it turns out you who came down with a rest without knowing how busy I was this morning. Never mind apologizing, you even insulted me, I've been used to your insults since a long time ago, I won't be offended, I'm just angry because you don't appreciate me at all. And one more thing that even your best friend didn't just hate me, he beat me in the face because of his promise to you, and this morning he even threatened to finish me off if I didn't find you".

Alya listened to Afkar's words carefully, who was he talking about? me? why is the story different from the treatment that seems not to want to think I exist?.

Alya took a long breath.

" Both Mr. Afkar Rahadian whom I respect. You think the high-level delusion I can believe?. You know I came all the way from Yogyakarta to Banjarmasin, risking my career and work, alone with the burden so that my project can cooperate smoothly with the father's company. I came here waiting for the father downstairs for half an hour, then told to go up to the 2nd floor he said the meeting would be over soon and the father would accept us.

For the next 15 minutes we waited, the father came out and still ignored us with a busy phone call. A moment to look at us and then you enter the room. The secretary said we were asked to wait for 10 minutes. Then the secretary took us out to eat meatballs, we refused, but he said he was still busy and asked for another hour.

We followed his strange offer in my opinion, but well, I have long been used to it. We then returned to this office, it turns out that the father is no longer there, even the father's own secretary did not get news. He then contacted the father, we saw him while sitting in front of the father's room. Then he came back to us, he said he had a sudden affair, we were asked to come again tomorrow.

Tomorrow I come again here sir, waiting for you since the morning at eight as we promised. Until ten o'clock I sat waiting, but there was no news, no clarity whatsoever you could meet me. Luckily one friend called me and asked me to go home, at first I refused because I thought maybe the father would come soon, but he made sure that the father would not go to the office today, I don't know what vision he had, as if the father was nearby to tell him. I went home without seeing my father.

And this morning, even though I was disappointed for two days that I didn't care, oh sorry, more worthy of my word being ignored and not expected, I still came with the same spirit, I hope you will accept me.

At half-eight in the morning I was ready from the inn to the father's office. 20 minutes on the way suddenly the office car broke down, I drove myself sir. I don't know what I can do to recognize what the problem is with the office car. I then contacted a branch office staff for help. He said wait and share the location.

Half an hour I waited for two employees to help me. My car was towed to the nearest workshop, I could ride the grab car, once they towed the car, I was alone in the place, I would order the grab car, but what? it turned out that my bag was still in the car, while inside my bag was my wallet, and my phone. I was confused what to do, I couldn't contact anyone, I didn't have any money.

I looked around and saw a big tree that could protect me from the sun that was starting to overheat me, I was sheltering under it while trying to think what I could do, in a state of confusion, suddenly a green-colored angkot stopped in front of me, saying do I want to go up? I asked where is this angkot going? where did he go back to? I said to Martapura, he said just ride, before boarding I said, my bag and mobile phone are left in the car and the car has been towed to the workshop, I can not pay. The kind driver said, it's okay, this time it's free, I also dare to go into his angkot and pray for it to be doubled today. I don't know exactly how much it cost, but I was hoping to see the driver again and pay for it.

As soon as I entered this father's office, I was treated to the sight of the crumpled face of an angry boss, his tone was high, haughty, liked to make rules at will, he said, and my ears heard a senseless story from his mouth that spoke of all lions. How could my arrival be awaited by preparing this room comfortably while the tie and figura father just put carelessly.

Then you look for me, call me? I really want not to hear that now. Should you have done it two years ago if you had my mobile number? and my best friend who has beaten my father because of his promise? I will scold him, why not leave a mark? why not make a father bonyok. And threats? I love the style of my best friend that always protects me. If it is true that my best friend has access to do everything you say, I feel very happy"

Alya was already very out of breath with the story and his insults were so long, even he needed a lot of seconds to adjust his breathing again. Afkar looked at Alya with sadness.

" Do you really want to make your best friend's threat a reality?"

" Why not?"

Afkar leaned back against the sofa, his eyes closed. Likewise Alya returned to his initial position sitting facing a large work desk and still managed to catch his hunting breath.

" Alya, stop it. I don't want this meeting to be the pinnacle of our emotions, I'm already so tired"

" Do you think I am not tired? I'm more tired"

" Don't call me father, I'm still your Afkar"

Alya glanced

" Ka Afkar is dead sir, he's gone, he left a message with his letter without giving me a row of numbers that I could contact him. He wrote down many things in his last letter and built up my hope of being with him. Turns out I misinterpreted it, she didn't even want to see me anymore"

Afkar looked over with his head still leaning against the sofa.

" My soul will never die. Nothing has changed Alya"

" No, nothing has changed sir, nothing is the same, you have changed too much, I want to believe you are my old Afkar, but you are not"

Afkar brought his face closer to Alya's. Alya looked at him, I must not be weak before you, hey your breath, still the same as six years ago you.

" I'm still Afkarmu my son".

Alya moved her face weakly.

" But I'm no longer your angel".

Afkar just sat closer and closer, his hand grabbed Alya's hand but immediately slumped

" Don't touch me sir"

" Dear stop the theatrical. Don't call me pa, I miss your dear call"

" Alya hates ka Afkar"

Alya lowered her head and played her fingers, again, that's what I'm waiting for Alya. I want to see you play your fingers sign you're shaking and nervous, and then call hating me a substitute for the word you love me.

This time Afkar was impatient, slowly brushing Alya's hair and straight at the edge of Alya.

" What do you want?"

" I want to see your next lie, where's that necklace"

Alya closed her blazer which was actually closed.

" Alya, I just want to make sure you're still wearing it"

" Alya is not wearing it, Alya has sold for the cost here"

Afkar grew more emotional and increasingly tried to release Alya's hand trying to defend his neck.

" Alya, don't make me I'm mad, where is the necklace, I just want to see it and make sure you still love me too"

" Alya doesn't love ka Afkar, why keep such useless stuff"

Afkar stood up and pulled Alya to stand up, of course, Alya's energy that did not make much to stand up

" Open Alya"

" Alya said there wasn't"

Afkar is getting stronger trying to release the blazer on top of Alya

" Alya open...."

" Sound"

Bruuugkk.

The door to Afkar's room was wide open. Aprill came in, followed by Juan and Sasha. Aprill widened his eyes and his mouth opened wide

" Afkar,, you know,,,"

Juan and Sasha were amazed at the sight before their eyes.

A young boss with disheveled hair and a tie on the sofa, a crumpled white shirt with hands preparing to open the blazer of a young woman. And the young lady was defending herself by closing the top of her chest.

Afkar and Alya are shocked when the door opens and are watched by three people in person. Afkar let go of his hand trembling. What are you guys thinking?.

Aprill immediately turned around and walked out of Afkar's room. Sasha bowed

" I'm sorry sir, we've been arrested, but Ms. Aprill insisted on going into the father's room, we can't help it. Excuse me sir"

And the last battering ram, slightly gave Afkar a mischievous smile

" I'm sorry too, sorry I can't hold off Miss Aprill. Please proceed there may still be sections in the hotel and in the park unresolved"

Tuupps. The door closed Juan from the outside.

Afkar sat on the sofa with his elbows attached to his knees and palms covering his face.

So did Alya, sitting next to Afkar without a sound.

Silent.

No noise at all, busy with different thoughts, one minute, two minutes, three minutes.

" A, ka,,"

Afkar opened the hand that covered his face and turned to Alya with a sad look.

" What's my bidadar?"

" Alya's hungry".