
That afternoon was very hot, Anita squeezed the AC remote irritated.Touh there are 2 AC why it is still hot, this is air conditioning or just a display anyway, gritted.
"Why? Hen re she bu she (hot huh)?" a distinctive voice sounded behind Anita."Ehh," Anita turned to look behind her."She de (iya)," answered Anita.The handsome-faced man approached her desk and grabbed the phone, he seemed to be talking to someone in mandarin.Master Arron, who was, the new accounting director this year became Boss Anita.Some time later came two technicians checking the AC.
"Anita, please check the draft agreement, I have emailed to you, if there is anything strange tell me," said Arron with a language that is still kagok.Persia high, who is still,the white and calm-faced man smiled faintly at the handsome Anita.Hmm, deg degan as well, the room was just bordering the glass wall with the other staff accounting room.Since one month ago Anita's table was moved into the room of the Accounting director because Arron more often need it.Anita's job was changed than before, he had to check everything before being signed by his Boss."Sir, I've rippled, the agreement is as it should be" said Anita."Okay, thanks," replied Arron.The man looked serious with sheets of paper in front of him.
"Mr.Arron, I want to go home, at five yet," Anita stood in front of her Boss' desk waiting for an answer."Hmm," Arron replied without looking and Anita was still confused by that answer.
Anita bumped into someone because she was too engrossed with her phone and didn't see the way."PRAKK," the sound of falling objects.Anita stared at the large tall figure a bit stupidly was bending over to pick up her phone that fell on the floor "Shit," her growled."Sorry," Anita's reflexes fixated on staring at the big tall man in front of her and vice versa.
"Hi Jim, You arrive yet," suddenly Arron's voice behind Anita."I do," replied the man in front of Anita.They both engaged in a conversation that was quite familiar and left him just like that.At last Anita continued her steps outside the office. His mind was still fixed on the man. Jim, is that him? Anita tries to remember, if she still recognizes me, Anita thinks hard. Do you remember me, it's been a long time, less than ten years did not meet. Anita smiled, he was still as handsome as before, but more muscular and mature.The man with the stucco face was dancing in his memory.My God, I became deg with his murmur.Anita rode her motorcycle from the parking lot. "Hi Mbak Nita, do not daydream tar nabrak youho," suddenly the voice of the security guard resuscitated him. Anita just smiled at me."Thank you, sir" Anita laughed, almost hitting the gate slightly open. Anita drove her motorcycle to her home, the house purchased from her work, was not large but comfortable enough to be occupied.He immediately collapsed on the living room sofa, he spread his legs, he put his feet, his mind was still floating on the handsome man he had just hit, it was incredulous.He closed his eyes and sighed softly.