BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL

30. Message From Ken

[Assalamualaikum.] A message from a number I don't know entered my number.

Who'sisthis? There are no pictures in his profile. I decided to just ignore it. If it's important it will usually send you another message, explaining who he is.

[Ra, why aren't you saying hello?] still from the same message.

[Who?] my many.

[You didn't keep my number?]

[Why should you keep your number?]

[Astagfirullah, Rara.]

[Who the hell?]

[Ken!]

For a moment I read the name he wrote. Without permission, the heart is racing again. Oh my God, is this what is called love that grows because it gets used to being together?

In the past, the first beginning he went into the office, this heart is really ordinary. He was not special in my eyes at all, but now somehow hearing his name just made me nervous, especially if I met the person.

[Ra, how come it's not being answered again? Though online.] message from Ken back in.

[Why?] my answer.

[What are you thinking about?]

[Astagfirullah, Ken. Is that important to you?]

[If so, what about Ra?]

[You why the hell?]

[Do you have any specific questions for me, Ra?]

Oh God, Ken .. What do you mean? Please don't make me upset. I feel so stupid in front of you. Something that has never happened to anyone before.

[Why the hell?] I'm still retaliating, even though I'm actually very anxious about her. I don't know what the purpose is, Ken. I can't expect much.

[I want to know, Ra?]

[But for what?]

[Important. For the future, me!]

What future does Ken mean? I was really confused about being made by him. Why the hell is Ken you such a mysterious figure?

[Ra, how come it's not being answered again?] a message from Ken.

[Ken, I want to rest first.] I send a reply.

[Ra, tomorrow there will be something you need to know. I hope I don't change your attitude towards me.]

[What?]

Aghhh, why do I have to return the message. Now I'm getting curious myself. What exactly Ken wants to say.

[Promise, won't change?]

[What first?]

[Please Ra, promise me first. Everything I do has a meaning.]

[What?]

[Promise first.]

[God willing.]

That was Ken's last message until I finally saw his status offline. Now I live with a lot of questions on my mind.

Why would Ken suddenly send such a message? Is there something about him and Monika that I don't know yet? Because of Ken, I closed my eyes. But I don't know what to do

***

It's eight in the morning. There's no sign of Ken coming. Stupidly, I was waiting for him in the parking lot. I don't know what's on my mind, it's all happening as if I'm in my own control.

"Ra," Arif came towards me. "What are you doing here? Concerned about my car?"

"You think I'm lacking a job?" I'm head-scalking. It feels so bad to have to see him again. I we after the incident some time ago when he finally refused to join my team, Arif will no longer interfere, it turns out the same.

"Why do you keep doing it there?"

"Waiting around, Ken!"

"Ken? Oh, that new kid. What are you doing with him, Ra?"

"It's none of your business!"

"Ra, why the hell are you so different now from Rara who used to ta'aruf with me?"

"The arif that I used to have ta'aruf with me is also different from Arif now. You weren't this thick, but now it's really annoying. Or maybe you wear a mask, okay?"

"Why are you so fierce, Ra?"

"Because you're upset, Rif. Be aware, your attitude really makes people goiter. What else to talk to me anyway? You're married, Rif. Keep your distance dong. Careful, prone to slander!" I went straight into the office, deepening, until when Arif would behave like that. Why didn't he just move? Isn't his career here not too good and he has enough in-laws, why not work in his in-laws' office.

***

The hour hand showed at nine in the morning. I glanced at Hp, seeing that Ken's number was still offline. Where he really is. Lost without news. If you don't go in, be patient. Especially after last night sending me a message that makes me really nervous.

"Ra, prep. In an hour we will have a new director" said Mr. Gita, tidying his desk.

"New director?" I asked back. Confused by news like this.

"Yes, Pras baru ngabarin sir. Please condition your subordinates."

"Well, how's this?" I panicked right away. Trying to get in touch with Ken. He did not enter today without news. Don't be a problem for me.

"Why Ra?" ask brother Gita.

"There's no news yet."

"Have called?"

"It is, but there is no reply. How's dong?"

"Yes, everyone else. Oh yes, don't forget to prepare the files too."

The news about the presence of a new director in this company makes everyone so busy preparing everything if needed, because it has long been this company without a director. Only replaced by Mr. Pras as general manager.

Now when Mr. Pras announced that the position of director will be filled directly by the subsidiary owner of this company, everyone was immediately in doubt. Among happy because finally have a real leader, but also deg-degan for fear of not matching with new leaders who are known to be broke from foreign universities.

***

Exactly at ten, the awaited director finally came as well. Everyone was surprised because the person present was someone who had been present for the past month in this company. Who else if not Ken. He is the son of the owner of this company, as well as a new director here.

Means what was present in my mind was true, that Ken was not an arbitrary person. He turned out to be my boss.

It turns out that stories of directors posing as employees are true and are now happening at the company I work for. Worse, I was the one appointed as his guide. If it turns out that all this time he was not pleased with the teaching that I convey, my career is finished right now.

There is also shame that arises. How dare I like my own director. I should have been self-conscious. Arif who is just an employee just left me, let alone Ken. Astagfirullah.

So this is what he meant by the message he sent last night. Apparently he wanted to say that he was my new director, the son of the owner of the company I worked for. Maybe this is a signal from Ken that I don't expect anything from him. Of course our closeness all this time just because he needs a lot of information from me about the current condition of the company.

"dance ... Rara's. How dare you crave someone so perfect, while you have so many flaws." I can only build up in my heart