
Jim stroked Anita's long hair.
"Had Anita, there was no need to think about our past.I told you right, very painful.Then we were just struggling with each other's thoughts, without confirmation, he said,without daring to ask directly.And all that is absolutely my fault.If only I was braver then.
But it's useless regretted at this time.So forget it?Okay?" Anita nodded her head.
"Let's live our lives Jim.I won't leave you, unless you want it yourself."Anita lets go of his embrace and lets Jim continue his work. Jim just smiled to see Anita calm down and smiled a smile at some of her files.
"Miss Jimmy, what did you see until you smiled like that?" ask Jim curiously.
"See the photo at your Junior High School Degree," Anita chuckled.
"From my childhood, I'm handsome, right? Isn't that the one in the photo that used to drive you crazy?" jim.anita asked, laughing.
"Done, left print the photo." Jim walked to a shelf where he stored various sizes of paper.He took some sheets of photo paper.And took another printer from a short cabinet.
Jim removed and replaced the printer cable that stuck in his laptop.
"Why replace Jim? Isn't this the ink one too?" ask Anita.
"This one is special I use to print photos.The ink is much better than that one.Different is darling, if you want to last not easily faded like my love you know."
Anita said, Jim just laughed.
Jim immediately printed out his photo, cut it into pieces and put it in a plastic clip bag.
He deftly inserted his file into an envelope of brown waterproof Folio paper.
"Done," he smiled then tidied up the file scattered on the table and put it back inside
Jim approached Anita and kissed her head.
"Let me show you something, but promise you don't get mad?"Jim hugged Anita's arm and placed his chin on top of her head.
"Mmmm it depends" Anita replied.
"Yes not so, tar is not my marriage."
"Yes, Iya.Promise even if angry still want to marry," Anita pinched Jim's cheek was anxious.Jim smiled happily.He took Anita to another iron closet.After pressing some access codes, the door was opened.
"Look," Jim pulled Anita's hand closer.The girl was still clenched to see the contents inside.
"My novel book.My handwritten novel books are all here?" Anita looked questioningly at Jim.
"Yes, I brought it.First after graduation I went to your house to ask your permission.But you've gone out of nowhere.Initially I wanted to publish your work, but I paused.Because I wanted to have it for myself." Jim went to the safe not far from the closet.He turned the combination number and took a checkbook of a large bank in Indonesia.
"I've signed this check.That's whatever you want." Jim thrust the check.Anita smiled and accepted it.
"What about ten billion per book? So a hundred M for everything?" said Anita.
"Okey, just write it down. My money is so much more than that," replied Jim. Anita writes the numbers and gives them to Jim.
The man was stunned and then smiled.
"I'm serious, Miss Jimmy," she said. Anita wrote a nominal 100 billion with the statement "Returned to pay for your love and still less.I will pay later, I ask my husband." Anita smiled and hugged Jim.
"Can you have my book as well as the author?" Jim laughed and hugged Anita.