APOLOGISE

Replacing the Prestigious Sense

" Mr. Affandi.so this flower is from her?" In Nausha's heart.

Unknowingly Nausha continued to smell the fragrant flower petals, her cheeks slowly blushing red like wearing a blush and both corners of her lips curved into a smile.

Without a second thought Nausha wanted to thank Affandi for sending flowers. Nausha unblocks Affandi's number and sends a message.

" Thank you."

But the message has not been read Affandi, Nausha saw the clock has reached 8 Affandi at the office. Long enough that message has not been read Affandi. Nausha briefly checks her phone for a reply to Affandi's message, but it doesn't. Until an hour has passed there has been no reply read by Affandi.

Nausha fretted and negative thoughts arise what Affandi just wants to prank her. Then for what purpose Affandi send flowers. In order to eliminate his curiosity and dismiss his prestige, Nausha wanted to call Affandi. Before calling Affandi he gathered all the strength of courage to just his stale bases say thank you. Although this concerns his self-esteem that has blocked Affandi's number but now he even wants to call Affandi.

Feeling ready Nausha tried to call Affandi, with her chest tight.

Tuuu..

Tuuu..

Tuuuu..

The phone connection tone is connected but Affandi has not answered it, Nausha became confused he immediately turned off the phone connection.

" Ahh..he didn't answer my phone?"

Various kinds of thoughts also arise in Nausha, feeling ignored, feeling unconcerned or indeed Affandi is busy, or do not Affandi is laughing at himself.

Nausha gave up her cell phone on the desk alone.she would no longer contact Affandi. But one minute later his phone rang, Affandi apparently called.

" Ha-hello..Mr. Affandi."

" What's calling me?"

" Eugh..? eum..I just want to say thank you for the flowers from the Father."

" It's been accepted..? sorry, I was in a meeting.."

" It's okay.."

Their conversation was silent for a moment, Affandi and Nausha were silent.

" Nausha you still hear me?"

" Yes Mr. Affandi.."

" You don't like that flower, let me send you another one.."

" No. I like the flowers.."

" Well, there's something you want to ask, right? before I get back to the meeting.."

" No, Mr. Affandi, thank you again!"

" I'll call you back later"

" ii-yes.."

Nausha took a deep breath after finishing calling Affandi. Honestly after calling Affandi he was very happy apparently Affandi wanted to call back when the meeting was his meaning he was important. And Affandi said he'd call back. Nausha smiled, expecting a call from Affandi.

Since then Affandi and Nausha love to reply to messages and also like to make calls. Since then, their conversations are no longer formal.

It's Saturday and it happens to be Nausha's day off, and last night Enrico called Nausha to take the road together. Nausha accepted Enrico's invitation many times before he always rejected Enrico's invitation because he was busy. But this time he did not want to disappoint Enrico who had helped Nausha. And Nausha must keep that promise.

Nausha in front of the mirror was tidying up her clothes, a dark blue pajama dress model. The hair that was rolled with the Roll thing was on the loose he just tidied his hair with his fingers and let it unravel, Nausha getting prettier with thin makeup.

Nausha got down from her room, she was ready and just waited for Enrico to pick her up. While waiting for Enrico, Nausha checked his cellphone which from last night had not been activated because it was in the contents of the battery but there was no message or call from Affandi. Even the last reply for Affandi was only yesterday morning, even when Affandi was in the office.

This is what makes Nausha a consideration, sometimes Nausha thinks Affandi like hanging it because his divorce with Affandi is unclear.

Nausha was still waiting for Enrico, while waiting but did not expect Affandi to come and he was again surprised by the arrival of Affandi.