Forever Love

Accelerating the Plan

The days passed without feeling more than a week Qania apprenticed in Pak Handoko's office. The days that he passed were quite heavy but not from his job during the week internship there. But he must continue to be vigilant because he was always faced with the gaze of Mr. Handoko who always looked at him as if a tiger who was looking at fresh meat in front of him. The opening of the uterus left Qania unsettled. He wanted to scream because he was annoyed, sometimes he also wanted to hit his face or even wanted Qania to pull out both eyeballs Mr. Handoko. But he could only put on his smile every time he was in the room, unable to do everything in his mind.

Sometimes Qania glanced at Revan's assistant, but the stiff man was as if he was careless and did not care about what his boss did. Already often Qania looked fondly at him but he turned his face not to see Qania. As a result, Qania can only protect herself. It was a risk he had to accept. As of this moment, Qania was working on a report and suddenly Mr. Handoko walked into his room. Qania was not aware of his arrival yet, he was still busy with the computer in front of him.

Mr. Handoko walked closer to Qania to make Qania jerk as Mr. Handoko cleared his throat.

“Good day Sir, can I help you?” qania asked trying to be calm.

“Ah yes good afternoon Qania. I need a friend to see a client tonight. Can you accompany me?” asked Mr. Handoko with a passionate look at Qania.

“Later tonight huh Sir? I'm sorry I can't because my husband's coming tonight, sir. There's a business he needs to take care of in this town. Again I apologize sir,” subtly reject Qania.

He really wanted to have dinner with her. Do not dream, Qania said in his heart.

“Oh so yes. Yes, I will cancel the meeting for lunch tomorrow. I've been troubled since there was no Clara. Usually he who accompanies me to meet clients and help me prepare all the needs of the meeting,” said Mr. Handoko did not run out of ways.

Then what's the point of Revan, huh?

I want it to feel like Qania yelled at this boss but it can only be in the heart. By forcing a smile, Qania agreed to the boss's request so that this man quickly out of his room. “Good Sir. Tomorrow I will help you meet his client,” said Qania.

A smile rose on Mr. Handoko's lips and he left Qania's room.

“Can't be tonight still tomorrow. You are too dear to waste Qania, hahahaha,” Pak Handoko laughed until entering his room.

Unlike Qania who is currently upset in her room. He feels unable to linger in this office if he has no other purpose in this office. In his annoyance, an idea sprang up in Qania's mind. He immediately called someone.

“Good day Sir,” greet Qania via phone call to Mr. Erlangga.

“Good afternoon Qania. Can I help you?”

“Sir, I sent you to this tiger cage, huhh,” he lamented.

There was a loud noise from across the channel.

“Yes, Julius already told me. You be careful of him. Don't get trapped. You know, Clara's secretary that's no ordinary maternity leave. But because you just gave birth to your boss's son.”

Qania rounded his eyes perfectly. “Appaa?!!”

“Hmm, you be careful, son. Do not be the next victim. Always be careful, okay. Julius was there but you weren't close to each other. Take good care of yourself. Oh yeah what's calling?”

Qania feels increasingly threatened to be in this office. He still had a long internship at this place and it was only a week that he even wanted to give up.

“Iya Sir, I will always be introspective. So the goal I called was to say I want to negotiate with Mr.”

“Negotiate?”

“Hm, so if later I can find something that became my mission in the near future then after that I can be moved to my Papa office. How's Pak?” qania asked but she spoke in a cold voice.

“Of course. Even if you want to quit the internship that day I will also state you and Julius have finished the internship.”

“Why not say it from the beginning anyway Sir, huhh.”

“For you not to rush, hahaha. You are suspected.”

“True too. Yes sir, I have to work first and at the same time find out the information. Good afternoon Sir,” said Qania.

“Good day and remember carefully.”

“Iya Sir, thank you.”

The call ended and now Qania's intelligent brain is working to think about where the search began this time.

“It looks like I have to go to the warehouse to search for old files,” said Qania.

Seeing that the work was done, Qania reluctantly stepped into Handoko's room. He knocks on the door and Revan's assistant opens it. Qania breathed a bit of relief because she was not alone with her perverted boss.

“Good day Sir, good afternoon Mr. Revan,” greet Qania on the doorstep.

Mr. Handoko who was seriously staring at his laptop also distracted. “Ah Qania, please enter.”

Qania went in and stood by Mr. Handoko's desk.

“Why stand? Sit down,” pinta Pak Handoko.

“No need Sir. Actually I came here to ask if I can,” said Qania hesitated so that Mr. Handoko did not suspect him.

“Yes, ask,” said Mr. Handoko.

“Begin Sir, because my work here is not so much then I decided while working also while doing the final task. If possible, can I get some old files here for my reference to compile the final task?” ask Qania.

“Title? Ah yes, I have not even specified the title, hehe,” replied Qania.

“Yes pardon Qania, Qania. I want to find references but the title is not there yet,” ledek Pak Handoko while Revan is just silent but a little suspicious of Qania.

“Yes that's why sir I need a reference. Or just consult with the father and Mr. Revan yes about the title, who knows you guys have an idea for me. Eh but you are not my guidance lecturer,” said Qania was innocent and innocent but in his heart he continued to curse annoyed because too much sweetness like this.

“Sorry I was busy could not help,” replied Mr. Revan flatly.

Qania snorted, now he looked back at the plea to Mr. Handoko until the man of the same age as Papa Zafran was chuckled.

“Tomorrow you go to the old file storage warehouse section. Just look there for some cases that interest you. If there is no one to withdraw later I will petrify,” said Mr. Handoko.

“Yes! thank you Sir. Actually I can just search on the internet some references, but here there are legal experts who are great lawyers. Can't be wasted, hehe,” Qania joke. This he did of course because he did not want to be suspected. From now on with the tail of his eyes he was able to catch the suspicious look of assistant Revan towards him.

“Haha, very good at taking chances,” said Mr. Handoko while laughing.

You are right I am very good at taking the opportunity to immediately get my goal, inner Qania.

“Alright tomorrow yes, you please go to the warehouse. There are many examples of cases that you can learn from,” said Mr. Handoko.

“Good sir, thank you,” said Qania then he said goodbye. “I'm sorry to go back to the room Mr.”

“Ya.”

Once outside the room Qania immediately exhaled a long breath because he had refrained from getting upset at his boss. He immediately entered his room and began to think about the idea tomorrow.

Because there is no more busy, he is busy thinking about getting the file he wants by only carrying one name. He must also inform Julius of this plan, so that if something does not happen later, Julius will help him.

Qania had his idea. An idea that he thinks is very dangerous but this will also help him.

“Let's sacrifice a little to get a lot of results. At once my mental test whether the pain has healed or not,” muttered Qania. He grabbed his phone and called Julius.

Qania asked Julius to wait for him to come home because there was something important he wanted to discuss. While this afternoon Julius also had an appointment to pick up Gueena at the campus. Julius offers them to go home with a group of friends Julius wants Qania to meet with Gueena and Qania agrees.

“In the meantime yes Qan, there is still work to be done and this is also still half an hour away from work.”

“Iya Jul's. You get busy first. I have no work so I will wait for you in the parking lot,” said Qania.

The call ended, Julius was again busy with his work while Qania read his agenda tomorrow which was true there was a lunch appointment with the client.

“Pak Muluk Atmadja? But it's tomorrow. There is no dinner schedule for today. Fuck up! He thinks he can fool me,” growled Qania.

Qania fell silent again, there was nothing else he could do. Even he forgot Tristan who also did not contact him today. If it had happened to Arkana then Qania would have been possessed by bad thoughts, but this time it was really not what it was. It didn't even cross her mind to contact Tristan.

In a different place, Tristan is currently arguing with Marsya because he just found out that Marsya's work was completed two days ago. Tristan is so upset because of Marsya's lies that he can't go home soon to meet Qania. Marsya did not know that the longing that Tristan felt was no longer contained.

“Sorry Tris, I just want to spend time with you. If we go back to our country then you will be busy and ignore me again. I don't mean to lie to you, I just want to get more time with you,” Marsya said accompanied by sobs.

“This cannot be an excuse. You clearly know that I'm very busy. If you want me to have a lot of time then ask your father to take care of all his own business. And I will take care of my own business then I will definitely have a lot of free time,” Tristan said annoyed.

Marsya. He forgets that Tristan's busyness comes from his own parents who burden Tristan to take care of his various businesses while he relaxes and just gives orders.

If you do not remember that it was the Marsya family who once sustained his life until he could open his own business then he has long stopped taking care of Mr. Alvindo's business. All he does now is return the favor.

Long ago, he knew he and Marsya were lovers who loved each other. But as time went on to meet Qania, he began to believe that it never existed and only as a thank you for helping him.

“Sorry Tris, sorry. Well tomorrow we will go home,” said Marsya who was afraid to see the dark aura of Tristan.

“Not tomorrow, tonight also we will go home,” Tristan said.

“Can't Tris, tonight I have an appointment with Madam Elle and Monica,” Marsya refused.

“Yes we've left after your meeting. There's a flight schedule tonight at nine. And after your show is finished then we will leave,” said Tristan while looking at the flight schedule on his phone.

“Tris, that was my appointment with Monica. Please tomorrow yes,” said Marsya pleading.

“Well, I'll go home alone,” said Tristan did not want to be denied.

“Tell me what makes you want to go home soon? Is anyone waiting for you there? Try saying!” shouted Marsya.

Of course there is.

“Have you forgotten how much work I have to do on my own? Should I tell you again who asked me to do all that? I can't take much longer Sya, they need me,” Tristan said half frustrated.

And I desperately need to see Qania's face.