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If Love Is What It Wants?

Renjana Kanya's

My son drove me back to the office five minutes before lunch was over. The man without making small talk with his lips still smelled a smile directly leaving the office building where I work. He's got my confession if he's right about me liking Araz.

My mouth just answered yes, when the Son asked me if I liked Araz again on the way back from lunch. But after the figure of the man I initially with a heavy heart recognized as the big brother, made me rethink whether it was possible that I fell in love with Araz? Of course not, right? Then why do I feel a tightness that I can't avoid when I remember the man's treatment? More precisely when Araz cancels the date unilaterally.

Heh, lie if I am okay and deny my own feelings. In fact, I'm not okay. I don't think Araz would treat me that way. I'm not a feelingless item that can be as easy to throw away when it's not needed. Especially when he decided to leave without saying goodbye. Even with the reason of pain. That's not necessarily the truth either. Who would dare to guarantee? His neighbor in Bandung? They could have been in cahoots before. Asking the neighbor to make an alibi as if Araz's parents were visiting his sick son in Jakarta. Undeniable fact, Araz did intend to disappear from the beginning. Even to sell his apartment.

"Lo's very wrinkled face, Nya. Don't you eat together, brother?" Vina greeted as I sat down with an annoyed feeling behind the cubicle.

From my desk, I could hear the first single Nada Sumbang played repeatedly. The woman was indeed struggling with Nada Sumbang and considered me lucky to be the younger vocalist of the newcomer band. Despite knowing my status as a stepbrother and having been an ex-lover in the past. I was forced to tell Vina everything when she accidentally caught me being delivered by the Son one morning a few days ago. Rather than his business getting run over with various gossip that develops.

After considering me unlucky, Vina still looked at me as a lucky woman because she could get to know a group of handsome men, who were currently in the spotlight of many people. Not a few women in this country want to be close to one of them. I know everything. Even as the half-sister of the vocalist. It is underlined and called over and over again. Until I got tired of hearing it.

"But really, you've been really tangled lately? Not because you still love your brother, right? He belongs to many people. You can't seem to, the sights in the past you were ever close. Sister status does not guarantee you are trapped in an old love springing back aka CLBK."

"Ish, guys aren't just sons. Eat a face that you say handsome," said sebal while throwing pea skin used my snack this morning. Vina just chuckled. But for a moment his face turned serious to look at me.

"Gue really asked, you why is it tangled?"

"What I answered. It's not an important matter."

"Yeyy.. said it was so, know-know have a romance story with vocalist Nada Sumbang," said Vina un-control. Fortunately, the room was empty of people. There's only Deni and a few marketing teams that are busy with - I don't know what they're working on.

"Jeez, Vina. I also lakban your mouth long. Just generalize on the notice board or fit on the artist lo corner page. Wonder me, a very light mouth already talking."

"Hahaha. ya sori Nya, abis soul kepeloan I thrashed see lo's tangled face."

I haven't had time to reply to Vina's statement, Mas Hanung appeared behind her door and called out to me. "Him, to my room!"

This again, especially? Wonderful, I love calling people. Watch out if you talk about Araz or do puzzle games again.

After knowing that I also like to put together puzzles, Mas Hanung often calls me just to finish the puzzle arrangement which amounts to hundreds of pieces. Even so often he called me to his room, circulating news among the advertising and marketing division if I was Mas Hanung's affair. Especially when occasionally Abi invited to the office and immediately stuck to me without wanting to escape. The rumors are getting louder. If only my relationship with the Son was sniffed too, I would somehow be able to get through my days in this company.

"What's it gonna take, Mom?"

"Sit down. I don't have the same debt, do I?"

"No, but Mas Hanung still make my life can not be separated from the slanted gossip because it often calls me to the room during work hours."

"People are still le tanggepin. I think their lives are real. Here, I play a puzzle. I'm buying three-dimensional."

"Not to be a pussy. Knock me out."

Even so, I still sat in the front seat of Mas Hanung who was dismantling his new toy. However, I am interested in putting together a three-dimensional puzzle in the shape of King Arthur's kingdom that has 865 pieces. I was also surprised, from where Mas Hanung got a puzzle with a shape so complicated like this.

"Him, the world is noisier about the discovery of a new type of virus. I want you to be prepared for the worst possible eventuality that will happen in the coming month or two. Our government may boast now, but we never know what God's plan is."

"Yes, I read the news that started to spread. We also need to take anticipatory steps. Educate the public about this virus. If I become a minister, I immediately close the flight path to and from abroad."

"Love who fussed directly how the people outside had started to panic once the virus attacked quickly. I really do not expect we will also take the same condition, but do not rule out the possibility will also spread quickly. We will be the front guard of information dissemination if conditions are not expected to occur. Bener also the word lo, there must be strict action if it has started to go viral like gini."

"Trus when are we meeting the editor to discuss this issue?"

"Tomorrow we'll make an agenda. Oh yes, I met Mr. Beni, you were asked to help fill out the manuscript on the online page starting tomorrow. There were two reporters who resigned, and they were short on manpower. So he asked you to write online as well. This is not a war, but a request. You know what that means, right?"

Mas Hanung's words succeeded in getting me stuck. It could be that the person could easily announce something as important as this without serious discussion. Even he said it while putting together a puzzle without asking for my opinion first. Exactly like the king's decree that must be obeyed his will. Hufftt. No one is busiest as a reporter except for online media. And it's gonna happen in my life soon. Starting tomorrow.

"Aren't you asking for my opinion first?"

"Because. We are not getting news. It is also paid per incoming manuscript. So it still doesn't hurt you."

"Yes, but the more time you sacrifice, Mom."

"Oh yeah, btw I got word from Araz."

Out of all our jumping-and-jump talk, this is the thing I want to avoid the most. The talk about Araz that I'm tired of wetting with no one else. From Almira, Damar, Putra to Mas Hanung. There was absolutely nothing I expected. Talking about that man only made me feel more bitter. I was tired of crying just for the sake of a man whose goal was clear.

"Him, you should know this," said Mas Hanung again while weighing the puzzle part he held. Replace it with another part. "Araz really loves you."

I just laughed in response to the man's statement.

"Seriously, he's never fussed like this with a girl."

"Well, if it's love, what do you want, Mom? Don't know where it is now?"

"When is this guy here what?"

I reflexively turned my head towards the source of the voice that was not from Mas Hanung. Body freezes. The man we were just talking about was standing at the door. Her body looks skinny from the last time I saw her.