CAMELLIAS

episode 29

"Can't you cancel the cooperation?" 

"No!" 

"But," Febian sighed, putting the cup of coffee he was enjoying as breakfast, as usual.

"Mel, we have to be professionals. It is hard to find opportunities to join them. And we need that now." Camelia lowered her face, hiding her growing nervousness. 

"Gue know, you must be awkward working with them. But, this is the only way we can escape from Sony's shadow."  Hearing the name of Sony, immediately made Camelia's hair bristles.

"We have to move fast before he comes back from America, and destroy us like three years ago. So I ask for help this time, you put aside your feelings. For our sake together, me,lo and also your two mothers." As if being reminded of her original purpose, Camelia finally nodded.

"Today I have other business. So you go to Global Ink yourself."

"What?!" 

"Lo just took some files, Mel. Not all day there. Don't overdo it, your eyes will come out noh, from the cage." Febian pointed at Camelia's eyes with his index finger. 

"Lo really can't anterin me?" Camelia's still following Febian.

"I can't, but I'll get you back, okay!" 

"But, Feb," Camelia complained. Still putting on a bright look to his best friend.

"There's no buts. From now on you have to be able to face it yourself, can not continue to hide in my pocket mulu. Okay!" Febian immediately grabbed the doorknob and left Camelia. 

Camelia sighed, resignedly. True said Febian, from today he must be able to take care of his own problems, it is impossible forever Febian can continue to be near him. 

As per the agreement of that time, today Camelia was asked to come to the Global Ink office, to take and re-examine the cooperation contract they agreed to. Camelia never expected that she would now have to deal with a person who wanted to be forgotten and unfortunately, now the man became the person she would often meet until the contract was completed. 

It takes mental readiness and also the heart to start cooperation, because Camelia must be ready to be close to Jupiter at any time. For example today. 

The jazz car he was driving began to enter the Global Ink office building area. The towering luxury building with extra security, has proven that this company is not an ordinary company. Camelia got out of her favorite car. This time he was dressed more modestly than at that time, he was wearing long pants, a black blazer and not forgetting he was also wearing sunglasses. Sekils he like to go to the cemetery, because everything he wears is all black, only his shoes and lipstick color are bright red, which has been a characteristic of himself all this time. 

"Good day, I want to meet the father of Jupiter." Camelia approached one of the receptionists.

"Wait a minute. If you could know where Mom is?" Ask the receptionist. 

"I have an appointment with him, just tell him Camelia wants to meet."

"Good." The receptionist immediately connected the connections to the room where Jupiter was. 

"I'm sorry, Jupiter's been tight for a while. I was asked to wait a minute." Camelia sighed, wanting her to go straight home and cancel the cooperation by reasoning Jupiter was unprofessional, for abandoning the client. But as soon as she recalled the words of Febian this morning, Camelia could only resign and chose to wait for Jupiter in one of the seats available in the lobby. 

Camelia's eyes scoured every corner of the room, this sturdy building consisting of over forty floors with thousands of employees inside. Exactly with his building before the terrible tragedy happened. Camelia's breath felt tight as soon as she recalled the events of the three years ago, to reduce the tightness in her chest Camelia grabbed a glass of hot tea given one of the receptionists. 

Camelia was about to sip the hot tea from the silver-colored glass, but her eyes caught the female figure coming out of a black luxurious car. Camelia tried to remember the face of a woman wearing blue jeans and a pink knit sweater. He walked in the company of a strapping man behind him, he held a dark blue meal. Camelia was still fixedly staring at the woman, it seemed like everyone had gotten to know the figure of the woman because every time she crossed paths with other employees, they immediately bowed to greet her with respect. 

Camelia could not have mistaken the figure, said Nadira, her schoolmate. But what business did he come to this place, with an appearance that looked very relaxed. But Camelia immediately turned her face away as Nadira walked close to her. He did not want his old friend to know him. 

Almost an hour long Camelia waited, she thought briefly version of Jupiter is only fifteen minutes or twenty minutes. In fact, he had to wait up to an hour, even to spend three drinks, two cups of coffee and one cup of hot tea. Camelia once cursed and even said rudely, considering that she had to wait that long in a foreign place the first time she came. 

"Mother Camelia, let me take you to the room of Mr. Jupiter." A receptionist approached him. 

Camelia was ushered in by a receptionist, as soon as the elevator door closed, the elevator door in front of her opened. Camelia's gaze met Nadira's eyes, but as soon as Nadira was about to approach, the elevator door Camelia used closed. Finally Camelia reached her destination, now she was at the door of a large room made of thick black glass. 

"Please come in, you've been waiting for me inside." Said a woman not far from the room. 

Sighing weakly, Camelia pulled the doorknob and opened it. The first thing he saw was a man sitting at the desk, his eyes still fixed on the laptop screen in front of him. At first glance the man looked so charming, the look of sharp eyes that were always able to make the heart of Camelia pounding and a thin smile on her red lips that was able to make Camelia's body lose control, now plastered real in front of him, not just his fantasy. 

"Good day,," Camelia immediately approached, making Jupiter turn her gaze away from the laptop screen, now turning to her.

"Good day, Jupiter sir, but maybe it's not really noon anymore, but it's afternoon." Camelia Sindir.

" I'm sorry, there's an impromptu meeting." Camelia just nodded, without being told she immediately sat in a chair not far from Jupiter's desk.

"Well then, to save time let's get our business done. I think Mr. Pun, there's still a lot of work to be done." Camelia took out the map she had brought from her black bag. 

Jupiter approached and sat right in front of Camelia. Jupiter leaned her body, crossed her legs and stared at Camelia intensely. A habit of Jupiter that can make Camelia wrong. 

Trying to be calm and trying to explain in detail the contents of the contract agreement as best as possible, but still Camelia felt intimidated by Jupiter's gaze like that.

"Please don't look at me like that" Camelia said. He could not bear to see Jupiter just staring at his face, without paying attention to the explanation he had worked so hard to do since. 

"What do you mean, what kind of look?"

"That,, that look, like, like I'm introgating." A faint smile rose on Jupiter's lips.

"I don't feel that way" elak Jupiter. "That's just your feeling" he continued.

"You look like you're detecting someone's lies" Camelia added.

"Indeed, since your face is clearly written in one sentence, LIE!" jupiter, flaunting her hand, writes in the air. 

"I don't understand, you mean the lie!"

Jupiter shrugged her shoulders, as if she did not know. Suddenly Jupiter rose from her chair, but to Camelia's surprise, Jupiter grabbed her hand and pulled Camelia to her feet.

"I'm hungry, don't focus on your explanation. Let's eat first." Camelia opened her eyes, not believing what she was hearing.

"Come on, I'm a really laper. Haven't eaten anything from morning." Jupiter pulls Camelia's hand,

"Wait!" Camelia held her wrist, holding her,

"That's food at the table, eat that's it! I'm not hungry." Elak Camellia.

"I don't like that, I want to eat with you! Rejection gada. You haven't forgotten, I don't like to be rebutted." 

"But,,," 

Camelia had not been able to dodge, Jupiter first dragged her out. Not even feeling uncomfortable in the slightest, the man who bears the title of CEO still holds his hand, not caring about the strange gaze of the employees he meets. 

Camelia could only sigh in resignation. He knew exactly how the character of Jupiter, the hard-to-refute forced man. But that was not what disturbed his mind, but the blue dining box perched sweetly in front of Jupiter's table, very similar to the lunchbox that Nadira brought.