Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Pick up Matthew

"Didn't I say I don't want to see you again? Why are you still here? Are you following me?" Fazila asked while ducking. I don't think he has the energy to argue.

Standing in front of a beautiful man he did not know even more irritated him. It was as if there was a negative aura within the man in front of him, which was why he didn't want to be around him for too long.

"I told you this was for you!"

"Hay foreign master, we don't know each other until it's obligatory for you to give me a gift. Keep all that to yourself. I won't accept gifts from people I don't know. I'm an honest employee, I don't take bribes from anyone. You gotit?"

Hearing the words of the graceful woman standing in front of him made Refal even more annoyed. He thought he should just throw away the bag containing the wallet of the arrogant woman standing in front of him.

"Miss, I'm sorry. Because of my mistake you got hurt. The Governor did nothing wrong by scolding me. Because I deserve it.

I was not careful that day when I was driving. And that's your stuff left at the scene." Bima said explaining at length times width. He had thought he would not enter into the debate of two beautiful figures standing in front of him. Too bad, inevitably he had to be involved so that the debate did not widen everywhere.

The governor!

That one word now filled Fazila's chest cavity. He felt sorry for speaking rudely. If only he knew the person he had been angry with a week ago was the figure all his co-workers were looking forward to.

Without a second thought Fazila took the parcel out of the hand of Rephal. It opened it slowly regardless of the two men standing in front of it.

"God's Masya... I'm really careless." Fazila was surprised. His perfectly rounded net stared at the contents of the box he had in his hand. There were identity cards, STNKs, and several ATMs tucked in his wallet. The most important thing of all was, there was a gold ring inside the wallet, a gold ring engraved with his name, the gift was specially given by his late Grandmother and Grandpa, Oma and Opa of Abinya, namely Ade Wijaya and Ochi Wijaya.

"Excuse Fazila Grandpa Buyut, forgive Fazila Grandma Buyut. Fazila almost lost your precious gift ring. From today Fazila promises Fazila will always wear this ring." Fazila said with a smile. Actually Fazila did not really like to use jewelry because that's why he put his ring in the wallet.

Ceess!

Refal's chest is pounding. The beautiful smile of the girl standing in front of him managed to hypnotize his subconscious. For a moment he forgot Hilya.

What's wrong with me? The murmur of Refal in his heart. He even scratched his head that was not itchy. Seeing the expression shown by her superior made Bima feel relieved.

"I'm really sorry. I was wrong and I was suspicious. Again I'm really sorry." Said Fazila while cupping both hands in front of the chest.

Finally, the misunderstanding created between the two human children can be resolved peacefully. Fazila and Refal now walk towards the campus Hall and are followed by Bima behind him. What their future story will look like only God knows.

...***...

Meanwhile, in a different place, precisely at Soekarno-Hatta International Airport stood Bagas while carrying a signboard. Since the morning Mr. Alan ordered him to pick up his business partner who came from the Island of the Gods, three hours passed but the person he was waiting for did not come.

To be honest Bagas felt tired, he also felt annoyed. How can anyone be unprofessional in making an appointment? Bagas knew that the guest waiting for Mr. Alan had arrived two hours ago. I don't know where he got stuck until his nose was still invisible.

"Good day, are you Bagas?"

"Yes, right. You who?" Bagas asked without lowering the signboard he still held high.

Tak.Tak.Tak.

The handsome man standing in front of Bagas tapped on the signboard made of paper with his cell phone.

"I'm the one you're looking forward to, my name is Matthew Adyamarta."

"Are you not wrong?" Bagas asked while lowering both his hands.

"No. I'm sure I'm not wrong people."

"If you're Mr Matthew, what's the reason you didn't show up? Haven't you been sitting in that chair?" This time Bagas asked seriously, his gaze as if explaining how deeply he was vexed at the young man before him. How could the beautiful man make him wait for hours while he who later was even fun playing mobile phones not far from where he stood.

"Business sometimes trains someone to be a tough figure. In the process of developing the business it could be that we are not in the lyrics, when all that happens the thing we have to do is strengthen patience.

Today I am testing your patience. How patient you are facing a client who is as tough as me, so much so I believe that your boss is a person who can be trusting and wise.

Honestly, I judge someone always from the first impression of our meeting. And my instincts are always right, this time the same." Matthew said, explaining.

"I will take you to Mr. Alan's house, he said after you rest there, the night I will take you to the Hotel." Say Bagas without releasing the gaze of his interlocutor.

"As far as you are. That's not bad either."

"Come, Sir. Follow me."

Bagas and Matthew walk out of the airport, because this weekend activity at the airport was quite crowded. A middle-aged man even hit Matthew after hearing his plane was about to depart.

"Sorry, son. You are unintentionally. You are in a hurry."

"It's okay. You need not regret. Things like this sometimes happen in a crowd. You can go." Reply Matthew with a beautiful smile as a full moon.

I judge you by the impact of our first meeting. You're a good man. Hopefully your business and Mr. Alan run smoothly without any obstacles. Mumbled Bagas in his heart after seeing the wisdom of the handsome man standing in front of him.

"I can go in by myself, I can do this simple thing. After all, I grew up conquering the waves in Bali, when a burly man like me entered the car just had to open the door." Guyon Matthew when he saw Bagas let him into the expensive car of his boss, Alan Wijaya.

"I thought I was going to meet a cruel old man, but I didn't think I was going to meet a handsome and wise man like Mr. Matthew. Mr. Alan also didn't say anything about who would come." Bagas continued slowly, for the first time he found it easy to get along with strangers.

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