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Chapter 28: Layla Haydi

After performing the dhuhur prayer, along with some employees at the musholla office, Zaidan returned to his room again.

"Ris, Layla's here yet?"

"No, sir." replied Mr. Aris, secretary of Zaidan.

"When it comes. Lansung just tell me to come into my room."

"Yes, Sir. These are the files you asked for yesterday."

"Thank you." replied Zaidan as he passed into his room.

Sitting in his great chair alone. A moment to make him pensive.

Whether since when he began to get used to it even always, if not, it seems that there is less. After the prayer look at two faces in the gallery photo that there is hp. Two faces longed to be together. Anya and Dinda.

His mind wanders, not stopping. Able to move fingers, to write words born from both names. In a special file on the side of his heart. Give her passion and passion to work again.

Zaidan looked seriously at the contents of the files. He did not realize that someone was standing in the middle of the door.

"Assynnnya ... Sister.?"

"Waalaikum greetings ... Layla, sit."

A tall woman, attractive face, thin makeup, and hair that was allowed to unravel, walked on, sitting in front of her. The look on his face showed dislike. Waiting for Zaidan who is checking the files.

Layla and Zaidan have been friends since childhood. Given the Hendiyana family and the Heidy family, Layla's father still had family connections, a distant family. He did not dare to be so hard on her. Remembering Layla's parents' services when Hendiyana's family company fell. They helped him.

It's just that the wheel is always spinning, sometimes on top sometimes down. After Layla's father died, in a plane crash, the company was practically unable to thrive. His sons were not yet ready to continue the leadership of his father. The Hendiyana family did not stay silent, extending assistance as well. Both financial and corporate management so that the company can grow and develop. After Layla has finished her s1. So managing the company was returned to Haidy's family. In this case Layla was appointed as its director. But lately its development has been declining. Zaidan was called by his mother Layla, to restore him.

"What do you mean Zaidan, you called me here. That's my company, it's my own. How did you interfere." he replied tightly after a while sitting in front of Zaidan.

"Alright Layla, then you tell Mami Haidy. I did all this at your mother's request as well." Zaidan replied a little harshly.

"Sir Zaidan. Why my sister doesn't understand either. All this time I told my sister because ...." Layla stopped her words.

"Because of what, Layla?" zaidan said more gently.

"Didn't you feel it all this time?"

"You mean?"

"I kept it before you got Brother Zahara."

"Layla, I don't understand what you're saying."

"That's brother. Never noticed me."

"Layla, please focus. Don't because of your feelings you ignore your responsibilities." Zaidan replied firmly.

"Already Layla. I can only consider you a sister. Don't expect more. If you keep going, it'll hurt you."

"Is there anyone else after Zahara's sister?"

"Layla, stop. We're focused, right?"

"I'll try." she replied, holding back tears.

"Layla, two months ago you didn't make a report. Now your report is like this. What exactly is going on?"zaidan said slowly but firmly.

"Actually there is a serious problem brother. 2 months ago the delivery to the Ternggalek area did not arrive. One container truck and its contents vanished. I can't trace her anymore. The employee who picked up the driver also finally fired me.

The company's losses are huge. We are short of materials for production. I can only hold on. Poor the officers...."

"Why didn't you tell me from the beginning. So we can finish it soon."

"I'm trying to be independent, brother."

"That's what I like about big sister." replied Zaidan while hiding his long-held feelings.

"Sister. Sister again ... sister again. When is your heart for me." - Layla answered softly.

Zaidan simply looked at her with a faint smile and focused on her work. If Layla had known what Zaidan had been hiding all along. About her feelings, about her heart for Layla. Suppose that event did not happen.

Since childhood they have grown and developed together. School together, play together. I have the same hobby with music. Zaidan likes the piano while Layla likes the violin. So for their music lessons in the same place. Often they appear together to represent their institutions to perform in regional, provincial and national level competitions. They have even tried to participate in international competitions. Although it hasn't worked.

Until one day, when he was busy playing the piano with Layla. Madam Haydi came and let out words that deeply pierced her feelings. That Layla is no match for him. And just throw him out. Layla was in 8th grade and she was already in 12th grade.

From then on, her feelings for Layla were tried to bury her deeply. Until when he doesn't know. Maybe because first love is hard to forget. Even though it only starts from the love of monkeys.

"Sister, counting it is not right" Layla said, breaking Zaidan's daydreams.

"Where ?"

"This. It's a lot brother, don't you mind?"

"That's the responsibility of your brother who's trusted with your family."

"Sister now lives where. Almost 5 months older brother never came home. And I saw that brother's house was sold."

"I want to focus on Anya first and it looks like the killer is after my son's life. I'm sorry if I didn't tell you my present pleasure."

"But the hope for me?" ask Layla to bow.

"Lilary. I've said many times, forget brother. You're a beautiful, attractive, reliable young professional. Surely many are interested in you. Than you have to choose a brother who has been widowed and already has Anya anyway."

"Oh yeah. How Anya is. I miss him."

"Haaaaaah kangen ... You come even often make him cry not stop. And your own don't care. Have you held her once since she was born?"

"Enggaak .. he .. he." he answered with a smile.

"You are .." said Zaidan slightly scolding.

"I think it's enough."

"Yes already. This week, if anything goes straight to the report. Not that my brother doesn't believe. It's for the sake of your employees what to eat if it doesn't work."

"Yes my sister." with a big smile.

"You got a car?"

"Yes. What's up."

"Let's be ushered sister. But use your car."

"Don't tell me that my brother's a match for me with him."

"Who said that too. He's married too."

"Sister." Layla called out to Zaidan who was sitting around turning her back. Let Layla clean up the files herself.

"Hem .." replied Zaidan while picking up the phone that suddenly rang. Then there was joy on his face. Then turned back to look at Layla who was busy tidying up her files. And ready to respond to the question Layla just said.

"What's wrong?" said Zaidan who was now focusing on looking at him.

"Is there hope for me ?" the question is repeated always.

"No." replied Zaidan firmly. Layla made a heavy breath.

"Nach, that's your driver coming" Zaidan said as Aldo was seen standing at the door of his room.

"How does Zai, like it?" aldo who walked over to them. And Zaidan answered with a nod of his head. A sign of pleasure in his choice.

"Now can you deliver this beautiful lady?"

"Wear car?"

"The car." replied Zaidan lightly.

"Then the reverse?"

"Snob."

"Your staff is Zei" Aldo said, grumbling. Makes Zaidan laugh.

But Aldo also agreed because he knew his duty that Layla did not need to know.