Chasing the Love of Nadira

Bismillah.

Bismillah. This chapter is long.

In Bali.

Still in the same day and place as the previous chapter. Nadira was tidying up the display items on the gondola shelf. Suddenly the staff from the information section called out his name with a microphone.

"Told to SPG Dry food named Nadira, to immediately come to the HRD room. Again I tell SPG Dry food named--"

Hearing that Nadira pecked. His net was staring at the ranks of the shampoo bottles that were newly trimmed. Her lips flicked a small smile. "Have it started?" Nadira let out a long sigh, what will happen will happen. I thought Nadira.

Without a second thought Nadira immediately walked towards the HRD room.

"Dira!"

Nadira's steps stopped when he heard his name on the call. Nadira looked back and turned around. Seeing Feni and Putri seemed bored and was trying to regulate the breath. Looks like they just ran from the back shed because they heard Nadira's name mentioned through a loudspeaker.

"What's wrong?" Nadira asked casually with a smile.

"Repair first..." Nadira. "Breathe. Blow out. Pull again. Blow out. Huh huh? " his hand goes up and down.

Feni and Princess were already breathing normally. The two walked closer to Nadira. "Don't go, pretend you didn't hear." Feni said he prevented Nadira from going to the HRD room.

"Didn't hear?" Nadira replied in wonder. "If we hear and pretend not to hear it. Over time, our hearing is lost by the Almighty. You want me to be deaf, because of this?" Nadira lost his mind. He could become an ustadzah at times like this.

Feni and the Princess fell silent. The two could only encourage Nadira and could not help at all.

Nadira smiled at the two friends who cared so much about her. He felt more excited than before.

"You calm down, I can handle everything. You two don't interfere, okay?" Nadira looked at his two friends. "Fear they're after me again so target you too... If you two get into trouble, I can't help you. Because I don't have a connection." Feni and the Princess just quietly listened.

"You understand, don't you? " Tanya Nadira.

"Yes" replied Feni and the Princess together. "But Dir, sorry! We can't help." Feni's complaint is guilty.

"No papa." Nadira smiled cheerfully. "You're still by my side, and still support me even if you hear the bad news, it's been very, very helpful."

Feni and Putri smile to see the joy of Nadira even though in difficult moments, there is a problem, the sweet smile never disappeared from his face. 'She has always been a strong and cheerful Nadira' just like the first they met.

"I'm gone first" said Nadira.

"OK," replied Feni and the Princess together. "We will always support you" said the Princess.

"Fighting!" Febi and the Princess gave Nadira some spirit.

"Fighting!" Nadira answered smilingly looking at Princess and Feni enthusiastically. "Yes I've left first, not so it goes if the gini continues." Feni and the Princess smiled hearing this. Nadira walked away.

Feni and Putri smiled bitterly at Nadira walking towards the HRD room. I don't know what Nadira will face in that place. His two friends could only hope that all good things would be in Nadira's favor.

Nadira stared at the door of the HRD room before entering. "Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim." Nadira said and entered the room. Something good should start with something good too.

"Have you come apparently?" The word HRD, which is called Siska.

Nadira pecked at where her feet last stopped stepping. Not only Siska was in the room, the three Dry food managers including Zain gathered here.

Zain sat on a wooden chair. He saw Nadira coming and looked astonished. The two stared at each other, Zain looked and as if asked Nadira 'What is this?'.

"Please sit down, Nadira." Siska disperse the scene of Zain and Nadira.

"Yes." Yeah." Nadira answered and immediately sat down on a chair close to Zain. In front of him were two other menagers who were also seated on wooden chairs attached by a long table. Siska sat in a chair near the end of the table to Zain's left.

"People have come, we'd better start now." Siska moderates.

"started? What started?" Zain asked confusedly.

"This is Mr. Zain. Nadira's already smear and defame our store." Obviously Siska.

"true." Made and Deni answered, nodding their heads. Both are dry food managers as well.

"What did it do to the point of smearing the store's name?" Zain asked suddenly felt annoyed.

Siska gave her smartphone to Zain. "Please see Mr. Zain for yourself."

Zain took Siska's smartphone. On the lighted screen, Zain saw an article with photos of Nadira and Arkana. Zain smiled at the end of his lips. He laughed at the news because he felt disbelief.

Nadira who sat to the right of Zain only sighed looking at Zain and his reaction.

Zain looked up to see Nadira. "Is this all true, Dir?" Ask Nadira gently.

"He was a guy at the time, right?" Zain asked for an answer.

"Dir?" Said Zain again.

Nadira refused to answer Zain this time. Why does Zain have to be in this room? It made it difficult for Nadira to deny everything. What else Zain had met with Arkana, a long time ago at a roadside restaurant. Nadira is afraid that Zain will destroy all the plans he has put together. "I have to how?" Nadira's mind is confused.

"Sir Zain knows the man in this picture?" Ask Siska curiously.

"Bu Siska doesn't need to know, I'm asking Nadira. Can Miss Siska shut up for a second?" Zain was still staring and waiting for Nadira's answer.

"Please if you want to talk, but please talk later if the problem here is over." Siska did not care. He just wanted this matter to be quickly resolved for Nadira to quickly leave this place. Siska was tired of seeing Nadira.

"Right said Miss Siska," said Nadira as she looked straight at Siska. "We'd better talk about the problem here first." This is not the time to explain Arkana to Zain.

"okay! After this we'll talk both." Said Zain and Nadira nodding in reply to this sentence.

Since the atmosphere had returned to normal, Siska said. "The decision, Nadira will be taken out of our store."

"What?" Nadira and Zain were shocked.

While the two managers in front of Nadira, Made and Deni, were silent. It was as if both of them already knew about this decision.

"We haven't even spoken at all, Miss Siska. Why has a decision like this come out?" Zain said he did not accept.

"True Ma'am, I am not the one who wrote the article and posted it on the company's official website. I am also a victim of this article. So, why should I get hit too?" Nadira said in self-defense.

"true." Siska.

Nadira and Zain smiled. Nadira began to think positively about Siska. "Maybe Miss Siska isn't as bad as I thought, for the sake of defending Lia and Leni to the point of having to fire me". Nadira's mind is happy.

"But what do you think? Mr Made? Mr Deni?" Siska asked the two managers wisely.

"I think" said Made. "It's true that writing isn't you, Nadira. But because of you! Our image store is bad... Many of our customers have moved because of this. Do you think our store name would be better if we still hire you?" Made's words further strengthened that urge for Nadira to step down.

Siska looked at Nadira. "How's it?" Ask Nadira.

Nadira took a deep breath and said. "Can't the article be deleted? What is your responsibility to protect workers?"

"Oh!" Siska was eager to laugh at Nadira's words.

"Worker, you say?" Siska looked at Nadira furiously. "Do you think you're our worker?"

"He's our worker here." Answer Zain interrupted.

"He is SPG... Does Mr. Zain still not understand the structure of our Store order?" Siska asked turned to look at Zain with a faint smile.

Zain was speechless by Siska's question. Nadira is not a full-time worker or apprentice in this Store, so it is difficult for Zain to help her.

"The only way is to remove Nadira and replace it with other sales from your office. That's my opinion." Deni said the vote.

"Yes. I think it's good. How's Nadira?" Siska asked again with a faint smile.

Nadira gulped his saliva and anger at once. "I will contact the office first, to inform you of the matter." Nadira said he issued his smartphone to contact his office.

"No need." Siska interrupts Nadira's activities.

"Actually I've contacted your office manager, and she has agreed to this."

"Teen skirt!" Batin Nadira growled. Nadira's guess is right. Siska deliberately did this for the show to Zain. So that Zain hates him and doesn't like him anymore. Nadira regretted that he had trusted Siska's wise performance. Nadira was fooled.

"Yes, it's done. Please come back." Siska replied kindly to Made and Deni who immediately left the HRD room.

Zain also got up from his seat. Saw Nadira who was still sitting in her chair then said. "I'll wait outside." Nadira nodded in response.

Before leaving, Zain looked at Siska with a displeased look. It was very desirable for Zain to slap Siska's face with his hands. But he was worried about his position if he did that to Siska. Siska simply smiled back at Zain's gaze that was sucking him on the spot.

Now only Nadira and Siska live in the HRD room.

Nadira keeps his smartphone back. "If the decision is taken early. Why should I do this?... Miss Siska on purpose?" Nadira was still sitting quietly in his place.

"If yes! Wh why? You mad?" Siska said, and when she saw Nadira glaring at her, she said. "Don't glare at that dong! I'm gonna be scared." Siska's complaint is very obvious if only pretending.

"Oh!" Nadira threw his face to laugh at this situation. "Aren't Miss Siska afraid of karma?"

"Karma?" Siska asked back.

"I'm a tough guy, Mom. And no connection to defend themselves. But, what is planted then it will also be harvested. Mother defends the wrong person, one day she will surely understand how I feel today. May you repent quickly... Excuse me." Nadira got up from his seat. Nadira leaves without seeing Siska for a second.

Siska was still sitting in her place. "Huh! The karma?" Grunts Siska while looking at Nadira's back before disappearing behind the wall. "Do you think karma still applies to people like me?" He said confidently.

***

Nadira's in the locker. He stood in front of the storage cabinet. He opened his drawer padlock with a key. He took his bag from inside, and also the mukena that he usually stayed for prayer. Anyway, all the items in the drawer were taken out all to take home.

Finished cleaning his things. Nadira walked towards the exit and stopped first in front of the security guard. Nadira took his absence and asked for the security signature.

"Just at this hour, where is Nadira going?" Tanya security was done signing Nadira's absence.

"You go home Mbok" Nadira replied to the woman's security.

Mbok is the Balinese language. Same thing with Mba, which is a call for older women.

"Why? Are you sick, Nadira?"

"No, Mbok. Nadira fired." Nadira smiled.

"Huh? How can?"

"Yes, Mbok knows for himself because of what." Nadira took his absence and put it in a bag. "This is my locker key Mbok, titip for sales who replace me later ya." The locker lock is placed on the table. "Pamit yes... Bye!" With a bitter smile Nadira waved her hand and left without looking back.

Nadira walks and has reached the basemant parking lot. Nadira went to his bike and immediately boarded it.

Zain came from behind in a hurry.

"Nad! Wait!" Zain's call stopped Nadira's activities for a moment.

Nadira turned his head and Zain was already standing near his bike.

"Why?" Nadira asked flatly and was already wearing her helmet.

"I want to talk to you."

"I want to go home, there's no time." Answer Nadira.

"After a while, Dir. Please." Pinta Zayn.

"The time is not right, I still have to go to the office to take care of my problems. Next time we talk, okay?" Nadira answered while turning the key.

"Just a moment Dir." Zain's hand held Nadira's hand that was turning the key of the motorbike. "If you don't know what please means. Please, just a minute." Pinta Zain again.

Nadira laughed a little. Who doesn't know what please means? Zain is there-anything by the way. "OK, but here. Brother Zain wants to say what?"

"Is the news true?" Tanya Zain flat.

"No."

Zain began to be shone by a hint of light. "Is it because of that man that you rejected me?"

"Not really."

Zain smiled and felt a bright light shining down on him. "Thank God it was that." Zain was very happy now.

"Udah?" Ask Nadira.

"Hehe yes, no. If so, go home careful. Don't speed it up." Zain said.

"Yes. I'll go home first. See you, Brother Zain."

"Yes, see you." Zain smiled happily at all the answers he wanted to hear. "May we always meet, until you become my girlfriend Dir." Zain said confidently.

"Hopefully we won't see Zain again." Nadira's inner self by riding his motorbike on the highway to his office. It wasn't until 5pm and the office wasn't closed. So Nadira quickly headed to his office to solve this problem.

***

At 18:30 p.m., at Villa Arkana.

Nadira went inside the Villa with a lethargic face. Arriving in the middle room there is Bik Tun who just came out of his room just finished praying magrib.

"Non," Call Bik Tun half shocked to see Nadira has returned home. "Tumben's home." Further.

Nadira just realized there is a Bik Tun after being called just now. "Yes, Bik Tun. Just home..."

"Non, what do you want to eat?" Ask Bik Tun make sure.

"Later Bik, Nadira wants to take a shower first... Nadira ride ya Bik."

"Yes, Non. Please." Said Bik Tun friendly. Nadira went to the second floor. "Why Miss Nadira? Kok tumben really not cheerful as usual." Mumbled Bik Tun wonder mixed in worry.

Nadira was in her room. Nadira just put her bag on the table. Nadira sat in the front seat of her makeup mirror. Then take off his jacket. Take off her shoes and socks. After finishing Nadira looked at the mirror looking fixed reflection of his own face. Nadira wiped off the makeup on her face using a wet tissue.

"You must be strong, Nadira!" Nadira said to herself while continuing to remove her make up.

"Sometimes life is hard for people like me. Oh Allah, I've been fired, how to help parents to pay for Aryan school." There was no feeling of clear water dripping down his cheeks.

Nadira looked up to stop her eyes from dripping. But Nadira was too sad until her tears could no longer be weathered and continued to flow profusely. Nadira was crying. When Nadira felt the sound of crying too loud then he would close his two lips. Nadira was afraid that someone would hear her cries.

After a long time, Nadira was quite relieved. Nadira wiped the trail of tears on her cheeks until it dried.

Nadira got up from her seat and stepped towards the bathroom to clean up.

An hour later.

Downstairs, the dining room.

Bik Tun sat in the chair alone. He waited for Nadira to come down from the second floor, but did not appear until now.

"Udah is over an hour... Non Nadira this again shower what bath?". Bik Tun stared at the roof above him. "I saw first go to his room, how I feel so bad gini. Where no one is home."

Bik Tun has arrived at Nadira's doorstep. Turn the doorknob around and it's not in the lock. Bik Tun went into Nadira's room. "Excuse me. I'm in. Yes Non." Said Bik Tun asking permission.

Bik Tun is already in the room. Look at all the corners of the room and there is no Miss Nadira. "What else is a shower?"

Bik Tun walked to the toilet. At the door he stopped and started knocking on the wood. "Non, Non-Nadira... Non, Non Nadira is inside?" Bik Tun was silent for a moment and stuck his ear to the door so he could hear the sound inside the toilet.

Clamps. The toilet door is open. "Loh! Not in the lock." Bik Tun went into the toilet. "Astaghfirullah's.... Allah is Non Nadira.... Why sleep on the floor?"

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