Give me back my happiness

I'm Not handsome?

Three days passed.

At six o'clock in the morning Hania had already taken to the streets, she had a new job as a highway sweeper. The work is not done at full time, only in the morning and evening. Wages from the work were split in half with a mother who had her regular job.

At 6.50 Hania must have completed everything, swept some roadside and will be continued by other mothers. After that he did not have time to rest, had to go to the SAG Group office.

Tired, but not complaining. Precisely solid activity that makes him forget the sadness that is harbored. About a man who until now did not know the news of his existence. The man who gave him false hope.

Abian, that man is really like being swallowed by the earth. Disappeared without a trace. Although it has been a month more without news, but his little heart still expects a beautiful destiny from God to reunite him with Abian.

"Mbak Hania ...."

"Mas Al." Hania replied to the usual greeting of the security guard.

"Now the day goes on, huh, Ma'am?"

"Yes, I do a lot of work at home."

"You know what, Ma'am, where's the house?"

Din din din din din diiiiiiiiiiiiiiinn!!!

"Astagfirullah hal'adzim ...." Hania and Al closed their ears. The sound of a metallic black sports car horn was deafening. The car just passed them.

"Good CEO candidate, if I'm just a driver, I threw a wooden block!" al held back angrily.

"So that's Gaka's car?" subconsciously Hania asked softly. "Pantes. He is the most selfish human being" he continued.

"What did you ask?"

"No! I'm going in first, yeah, Mom."

"Eh, yes."

In the car, Gaka muttered to himself. "In the blind queens-ganjen the same security guard, the same turn I'm a sadistic pretender. I'm curious if his blind eyes can't be different from a billionaire's men from lower-class men. Maybe his taste is a man of the poor."

As soon as he got out of the car, Hania passed by not far from him but the woman was indifferent and did not look at him at all. I don't know why it was such a mockery for Gaka. Where other women always blatantly looked at her face, welcoming her arrival, but that was not the case for Hania. Hania's attitude makes Gaka's self-esteem as a handsome man torn apart, because only this time there are women who do not adore him.

Gaka was increasingly upset when all the staff lined up to welcome his arrival but again Hania did not care and went straight into the cleaning room.

The furious Gaka no longer thought about the employee's response, he followed the woman towards the cleaning room.

"Sir, why are you heading to the cleaning room?" ask Lili her secretary. The woman followed behind Gaka.

"Can't I go around the office?" Gaka is cynical.

"Ten-of course you can, sir." Lili did not dare to say anymore. Other employees whispered to each other but also did not dare to ask or prevent.

Finally Gaka managed to catch up to Hania and block the woman's steps. Again Gaka grazed the sleeve of Hania's shirt and sliding to the back side of the door.

"Astagfirullah, you ngagetin!" hania held her chest.

"No cute cave?"

"HUH?"

"No cute cave?" reset Gaka.

Hania. Not only Hania who sculpted, Lili was also fixated on hearing Gaka's question. What kind of question is that.

"All men must be handsome," replied Hania gawking. He did not know what Gaka meant to ask like that.

The man turned around and left. "He admits that if I am handsome, it means that he has the same taste that is destitute" he murmured.

"Master!" Lili pursues Gaka's steps. "If you ask me about it, why not just ask me" he said.

"Gue find an honest man" replied Gaka.

"I'm very honest, sir. The master is handsome, very handsome."

Hania was silent at the door, until Gaka's body was unattainable from her sight she was still silent. He remembered Gaka's words, finding out what the man's question meant. But nil. He still doesn't know what he means. Fucking weird.

"Han, do you know the CEO? How'd he get that nyemperin?" ask someone who is also in a cleaning service uniform.

"Emang Lo is ready anyway?" The others asked.

"I'm a nobody, Ma'am. He was just a short talk, just kept going" Hania said.

"What a weirdo? How many months Mr. Gaka wara-wiri in the office, but rarely talk to employees. Especially the same we-we are the bottom. 'Can't be weird."

"I once made Mr. Gaka fall, so he wanted me to pay a fine. That's the time, but I'm not very clear about it, keep him going." Hania gave a lie. There's no way he's telling the truth.

As the office hours were about to start, Hania asked permission to start her work.

In Gaka's room, the man had not touched any important letters. Even his work has not yet begun. But the ringing of the cell phone breaks the daydream.

"Geea?" muttered. Gea called.

"Hello?"

'Honey, tomorrow I return to Surabaya on a morning flight. Lo anterin me, yeah.'

"So home?" ask Gaka.

'So. Mama called mulu.'

"One week, Ge. Long time." Gaka sighed fretfully.

'If kangen, follow dong to Surabaya.'

"Can't do it, so much work."

'Beh, kek is not Satrya Higaka really your answer.' Across Gea chuckled a little.

"Gue need to be anther tomorrow. Tomorrow morning I'm going to your apartment straight away."

'There's a schedule for dj?' Gea was stuck with Gaka's routine, as several times the man banged on the door of his room at 4 am. And that's when Gaka just got home from the club.

"Yes" answered Gaka briefly.

'Yes, I hung up.'

"Wait, Ge!" prevent Gaka.

'Why, baby?'

"No cute cave?"

'Lo is not handsome anymore, but a complete guy. The full package. Why emang?'

"No! Ask me."

'Your strength is a source of fear for me, Ka. I'm afraid you're far from me, you're teasing each other's women. I love you so much, Ka. I have wonderful hopes for the future of our relationship."

"Kok melow gini, I'm just asking for an opinion."

'Abis lo tanya very strange.'

"Weird times? I just ask, really. Do not be afraid and do not think strangely. Come on, I'll work first, yeah."

'Yeah, that's the spirit, baby. Love you.'

"Too."

Gaka turned off the phone. He rested his back on the back of the chair. "Okay I'm a gini freak. Why ask them I am handsome. Wherever my face is perfect. Ngapain menggauhan Maesaroh's taste. Maesaroh's standards are among the underlings."