HIDDEN STEP

CHAPTER 11

wedding

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Andrian, Andrian. Sometimes your mouth is rotten.

Andrian, sometimes something needs a confession. You can step on the earth, you can burn it. But you can't split it.

You said your handler was the future. But you're even looking at the past rather than the future.

Now, look at your path. If possible, never equate a peak with a trail. There is only one equation, too many differences

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Now Andrian has difficulty riding his car, his legs feel floated with a black-headed empty brain.

"I'm not evil, I'm not evil!" He was breathing every moment.

What he hates now he does. Is that frustration you Andrian?

From the door of the car, not once did he take a step or two. I told you Andrian's feet were like they were floating, in Andrian's delusion.

The foot wrapped in millions of shoes was already controled by his brain to move. But weird! Why even if there are no steps.

The barkeeper who had been watching him could not bear to get to the parking lot only this waiter who delivered him.

Now the servant's eyes saw the idiot moving his hand with his mouth saying "I'm not evil!".

Come on, go to the police station with your lawyer if you're not evil.

Good thing he was handsome - he thought.

"Do I need to call you a taxi?" Ask the waiter to be friendly. The young man looked the same age as Zian, but was probably more mature given the young man's work.

"No need, did you see my car? My car. Why call a taxi." Andrian answered still with a hand trying to open the door. And pointed to his car.

How would he drive if so?.

"I'd better call a cab" the young man replied to himself without Andrian's consent.

He stopped a passing taxi, then took the car keys out of Andrian's hand, locked them, after which put them into Andrian's suit pocket.

He took Andrian to a taxi. Then take the money in Andrian's wallet and say "sorry" and hand it over to the taxi driver.

Andrian who was drunk did not feel anything.

"Where's your house?" Asked the young man, with closed eyes Andrian replied.

The driver saw Andrian, he knew this man, as the subsidiary owner of the company he knew. So it's okay with delivering a drunk person.

You know drunk people are hard? Difficult in everything.

As of now, the driver was waiting for Andrian who was still sound asleep in the passenger seat.

He has called from earlier. But it seems that his voice did not reach the dream realm. So it was in vain.

Wake up with a loud voice, the driver did not dare. It would shock him, anger him, then what happens next?.

A few minutes later, Andrian's eyes began to open slowly. Her eyelashes shook with a distinctive groan of waking up.

Dizziness still whack his head, not heeding all that, Andrian said thanks to the driver. Without listening to his answer, Andrian was four steps away.

In the apartment, Andrian breezed towards the room, pounding his body with a kingsize mattress of his own.

The phone he had put on the nightstand sounded. A call, he doesn't know who's calling. His eyes blurred the effects of the drink.

"Hello"

"Gue Sama Gita direstuin Dri. You have to give me a dive for us. Lo know? I'm getting married next month!"

"Tian?" Andrian took off his socks, his shoes. The collar that was neat he lowered two buttons. The tie went nowhere.

"Yup. I´m. Wh why? don't I see you again?" There Andrian could hear a little Gita's voice.

Tian is getting married. Andrian feels stolen. Why when he was heartbroken his best friend even chose to go to the marriage level? Is that the fate of everyone?.

"Can't you?" Andrian asked a little.

"When I meet the story. Now I want to invite you first. Don't forget dateng yes, same gebetan lo - uh forget you don't have gebetan. Your parents also take you. Zian jangab forgot, the gemez boy must have been horrified to marry me."

"That's so sweet you got married" Andrian answered.

Andrian tapped the phone with an indeterminate look. Loosened his facial nerve, without gently pressing his nose bangir.

Let it happen today. Tomorrow he believes there will be something better. Tomorrow will be better than today.

Hmh! It was like he was washing his mind with an aura of postive aura in every negativity. Fuck up!

*****

Tok

Andrian's office door opened as soon as he entered.

In front of him stood Alex who was holding the documents. The awkwardness was still felt for Andrian.

But it doesn't seem to apply to Alex, either because of his professionalism, hoarding hatred onto Andrian might be better.

Now Andrian who is like a dilemma, what should he now behave. Like biased? Or treat Alex like a sister-in-law?

Stupid Andrian. What's on your mind? Sister-in-law? Who are you marrying?

"There will be a meeting with the solar lord." He said he looked straight at Andrian. The Flat title is very worthy of him.

Not Cold, a cold person will not be able to create a warm atmosphere and his aura will always be intimidating.

But a flat man, even though he says polite friendly, a man still cannot catch the expression on his face, no hostility or anything that makes someone feel threatened. All same.

"Solar again? What's he gonna do instead that all the cooperation is done?" Andrian asked considering the meeting a few days ago was so boring.

Not boring in a monotonous context, but because the person always talks about his family his daughter is no exception.

He is more happy when he talks about work. Makes sense.

"Nothing, but they invite you to eat together as a celebration of cooperation between two companies." Alex raises the glasses that had disturbed him because of the improper position.

"When that?"

Placed documents that he had previously held. The document must be delivered to Andrian. Open the schedule today

"Seven nights, rather dinner at the place where we first met."

Andrian touched his chin, his eyes narrowed and shook his face.

"Remove! Tell me I'm going home to my parents so I can't."

Alex nodded and the stairs turned the knob if Andrian hadn't stopped him.

"For yesterday, sorry. Sorry for looking for a scene in your house." Andrian said with a sorry face.

Alex knew it was a sincere remark, as long as he worked with Andrian, not once had he heard an apology spewed from Andrian's lips. So it felt like the word sacred was touching his heart.

"I'm sorry, but it's not me you should be apologizing." Answer Alex.

Andrian just kept quiet and didn't answer. Alex, who was waiting for an answer, disappeared with the door shut.

Alex was right he should be sorry. But it's not Andrian who's wrong here. Why should they let Andrian misunderstand?

Can't they explain it to him in detail.

Andrian stared at his computer. His mind was going around with the same topic making his brain process the one name that appeared in his heart.

 

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When you were born in the world.

You are the one who signed the contract.

You can live quietly in this world.

You can stomp the earth, you can even bite it.

But you can't point at him with your rotten mouth and your bad eyes.

Ye know? You may need it someday.