Heart Fragment

Map Chocolate

The awkward atmosphere was felt in Devan's workspace. The girl named Aisyah finally accepted the offer to go inside. Long awaited the arrival of Bagas. But the man did not come or call her. However, he himself could not linger to leave his job.

"So, what's the need?" devan asked awkwardly. Aisyah took out some documents neatly stored inside her big bag. Brown maps containing job applications, belonging to some of his students at the orphanage.

"I want to leave this, for Mr. Bagas, he himself asked yesterday," said Aisyah explained.

Devan took it, gaining acceptance from Aisyah. He did not understand what this girl meant. But, for Bagas' sake, he could only say yes.

Devan opened up some of the contents of the map. His eyes stared fixedly below. Not under his feet, but looking at Bagas who was hiding under Devan's desk.

"This is a man, big body. Sama Aisyah even became a whip like this!!'

Devan glares at Bagas. While Bagas seemed to conclude the finger on the index finger, hoping that Devan would not be like that. Afraid that Aisha would find out about her hiding.

"Why, Sir?" Aish looked at the wonder. Why did Devan look at the contents of the map to round his eyes? is something wrong? thought the girl.

"No papa, I will tell Mr. Bagas." Devan smiled, then put the contents of the map back into the cover.

'Look at you Bagas! Just watch!' peekik Devan in heart. Honestly, the father of one child was very awkward. Moreover, Devan still clearly remembered about his taaruf first. However, it was different with Aisha. He didn't talk about it at all. In fact, the teasing is mediocre.

"It's not Nepotism, sir. Father, don't misunderstand me. You can consider everything, the quality and skills of my siblings, no doubt." Aisha explained. The girl was worried, if Devan had misunderstood.

"Okay, okay. But, for the next, it's Mr. Bagas' authority. I'll tell you later." Devan folds both hands on the table. He tried not to be awkward anymore.

"I'll excuse you, sir. Thank you." Thank you." Aisyah cupped both hands to her chest, saying goodbye. Devan responded with the same gesture.

"Assalamualaykum warahmatullah wabarakatuh," said Aisyah, then leave Devan's office.

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'God! since when did Bagas become like this?!'

"Hey, answer!" Devan. He wondered why Bagas knew Aish. The young man in front of him still did not answer.

"long story. Yeah, I went back to the office. Thank you anyway!" Inching bag takes map-map on Devan's desk.

"Jawab first, ihh!" Devan. Something's wrong with his cousin this time.

"No!" Bagas tugging map blocked Devan. Then the two pull each other. Can you imagine how he expressed it? Two grown men fighting over a chocolate map? okay once again, scramble the brown map!

"Oh my God, now play with secrets?" Devan stared in surprise at Bagas. Why is he getting carried away with that feeling. Originally he was curious, what relationship Bagas and Aisyah had. The son of Ustadz he knew, why could be here, even know Bagas.

Bagas smiled But, a flash later both his shoulders sagged down. Listlessly.

"I accidentally hit one of his students, Van," said Bagas finally. He was sad to remember the incident.

"Crashed?!"

"Yes." Yeah." Bagas no taste anymore with maps stacked on Devan's desk. He just wanted to tell his cousin. At least, maybe Devan can help.

"Later on relaxing, you can tell a long story here." Devan breathed a heavy sigh. Looks like Bagas is having a problem, he doesn't want to force it anymore. Maybe later, when there is a good time to chat alone with him. Outside of work hours, not like this.

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