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Renjana Kanya's

"Before the location, we stopped by my office first huh, His? There's stuff left behind. Sori yes, but I have everything ready, but there is still something left behind" Araz said as we entered the car. It was our first chat after skipping breakfast a piece of sandwich in silence.

"It's okay, relax. I've never been to the LF office, either."

"Nothing special, Him. It's Hanung's partnership."

"Eh?"

"Haha... Yes, right, that is as tenacious and as close as you have been working with Hanung. There's nothing special about LF."

"Mas Hanung what is the story, why Mas Araz can say I'm tenacious and deft? Don't-don't Mas Hanung lebay if the story," asked me to pretend annoyed.

Not that arrogant, but indeed many of my colleagues who admit that I am a typical person who is tenacious and deft. Add hard workers and reliable. Evidently, last year I handled almost all of the coverage when others fell due to illness. And Mas Hanung is the one who always prides me on whoever he meets.

"No, Hanung is just a little story about you, when I asked for help to write about Tuban's batik. The rest I often see you fit into Hanung's office. Don't feel noticed?"

"For the numbness of Mas, forget the taste of being noticed. It's not so sensitive if anyone's paying attention."

"Yes, from now on, I pay attention. No reject?"

Araz's question makes my cheeks feel hot. I didn't expect that man to choose the answers as well as the questions that made my heart beat rhythmically. While he was casually controlling the steering wheel while occasionally smiling amusedly when he saw me suddenly clumsy. Who cares if he notices me or not while playing at Hanung's office? But still knowing that fact makes me a little misbehaved.

"Mas Araz tuh turns out the guy likes a prank ya. From the beginning meet you, really like seductive people."

"Eh, but my words just now weren't just guyonan. I'm ready if I have to pay attention to you at all times. Be grateful if you really want to."

"Okay, thanks for Mr. Araz's offer, but I think we should postpone this discussion. LF's office is too late, Mom," I said to surprise Araz.

"Oh yeah?" Araz cried while stepping on the brakes. Fortunately, there was no vehicle behind us to avoid consecutive accidents.

Araz pulled his car over and looked back. The LF office had completely missed two blocks from where we had stopped at this time.

The man did not pay attention to the road while chatting with me. As a result we had to turn around to go to the LF office which was in the one-way street area.

"There's evidence that I'm watching you, to the point of missing our destination" Araz said as he pulled the gas and drove his car back. Looking for a turn-around direction to get to the destination. While I was just laughing realizing our magical silliness.

Though there are two people in this car, but both of them just do not realize if it has reached the destination and instead drown with their respective busyness. Seeing me laugh at our silliness, Araz laughed and stopped when the man's car was parked in the LF office yard.

***

I watched the three-story office building in front of me. At first I intended to wait for Araz in the car, but the man forced me to get off. Under the pretext I have to see the atmosphere of his office as I said earlier, if I have never played in the LF office.

After passing through the first floor which served as the waiting room and receptionist, we went up to the second floor which was used for the staffs of the various divisions. Somehow the division, I didn't pay much attention. Araz didn't even try to explain it to me. He even greeted the workers who were still at their desks. Though they - who were mostly women - were so excited when greeting Araz.

Yes also. Why am I just sober now? Since entering the office, Araz just smiled when greeted by the receptionist and the staff on the second floor. Even when their gazes were fixed on me, it was not as gentle as looking at Araz. Oh well, it looks like I will become a common enemy and trending gossip at LF.

"Mas Araz has a lot of fans as well as it turns out," I whispered as I continued to follow Araz from behind.

"It is certain that you will become an enemy of the AFC public if this news spreads."

"AFC, what the hell? Araz Fans Club?" Instead of answering my question, the man simply nodded in agreement. "Seriously?"

"Yes, this is the first time in history that I've brought a woman into the office. So hold it for a while if you want to go to the toilet. They're kind of bar-bar if there's a woman near me."

"Eh, that fanatic? Why isn't Mas Araz dating? Her fans are too ruthless as is her idol's personal life."

"It has nothing to do with it, Kanya. But seriously, you have to put up with it if you want to go to the toilet."

"Ever, Hanung's sister. He came here told his brother to send me my order. Eh even under attack from AFC members."

"Trus Mas Araz is silent?"

"That time no. I'm angry for sure. It disturbs comfort. Only after that incident, I don't bother about them anymore. Just don't bother me anymore."

I just nodded in response to the man's statement, though I wasn't sure he saw it. While after passing through the neatly lined cubicles and leaving some workers, we headed to the third floor. When compared with the stairs to the second floor, it is now lower. Only about ten steps. But the room on the second floor remains spacious and high should it be vacated. I don't know how this office design, but it's obviously quite modern and feels comfortable if you stay for a long time.

If on the second floor tends to be quiet and leave only a few workers - maybe others have left for the location, maybe, I also don't know how many people are participating in this activity - then on the third floor the atmosphere is rather crowded. Even a man with an eccentric make-up had already exclaimed the moment Araz appeared on the last rung of the stairs.

There were about seven people sitting in a circle on the mini living room sofa on the third floor. Side by side with the reception desk which also still has residents.

If I see the order with one receptionist there, I suspect the third floor is devoted to company officials. Maybe for pimred, in charge, as well as division heads like Araz.

"Well, tumbenan ngajak girl. This boyfriend? Boyfriend, right?"

"Ngaco, know this, Kanya. He's one of the volunteers who will help us today" Araz said, sounding calm despite his boisterous friends teasing him.

"Hallo Kak, you know, Kanya," I said trying cheerfully as I greeted one by one of them.

"I can fuck dong, "" teased a man dressed eccentricly that I mentioned earlier.

"Just try, if he wants to," Araz challenged so much to believe him. As if I was sure I would refuse the boy's invitation.

"Where He is, rather than being hanged by Alcatraz, mending the same me who must have died" chirped the man whom I later knew named Henry.

"Heh, I'm the one hanging, not him."

"Well, record. An Alcatraz ignored the same a girl. Usually also to any girl in line. How it is, it's the same Bang Henry. Guaranteed Kanya's future will not be bleak."

A girl who introduces herself as Sazkia is just a henry's head and they get involved in teasing each other. While I only smiled clumsily among the humans who threw each other jokes warmly.

"Eh, I'll be with you, Raz," said a beautiful-looking girl clad in a long-sleeved grey shirt and a knee-length black skirt.

Her hair that exceeded her waist was pigtailed by a ponytail which made her appearance look fresh. Thin makeup also makes her appearance more perfect. When speaking, his voice was like the singing of the Elves in The Lord of Rings. So sweet and soothing. Her name was Bianca. He was the only one who looked at me cynically when he came with Araz.

"Sori, I'm with Kanya, Bi. It should also carry a shooting camera and other gear. That's why I came here first."

"Well, how's dong?" lamented the woman. At first glance I could see a disappointed look on his face. He didn't even try to hide it in order to draw Araz's sympathy. "There's no place anymore, right?"

Seeing the persistence of Bianca, I can guess if the woman was one of the AFC members. Or rather he was the pioneer of the AFC formation in La Femmes. I don't know, it's just that he makes me feel uncomfortable being around him.

"No way, Bi. That big camera, it needs a lot of space."

"I'll be able to pick it up later."

"Sori Bi, really can't. With Henry aja. He's the one in charge of transportation, isn't he?"

"Males I'm with that flea jump one."

"This is the reason why Araz never likes you. Your words are often not filtered. Nyakitin heart mulu. Pantes if you get dumped by Araz."

"Don't involve me!" araz sounded dislike before leaving for his room.

"What the hell, Hen. It doesn't matter!" bianca looks upset. The woman immediately passed from the third floor and out of nowhere. Araz had already been to his room to pick up the necessary items.

If I had been forced to wait in the car, I never knew if someone was looking at Araz with a disappointed look, when the man refused his request. Even the disappointment was more and more pronounced, when the reason was my existence beside the man.