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LOVE IN SILENCE
The knock on the door distracts Kinanti from the computer screen. Rosalina came in with a file in hand.
“What is this, Mom?” search Kinanti curious.
“It's complete data and copy of working contract for Right Man.” Rosalina thrusts the pinggala envelope to Kinanti.
“Wow, finally I can see the personal data of the best seller author in Indonesia,” welcome Kinanti cheerfully. “I wonder what kind of face he has been hiding all this time.” Kinanti smiled as she took out the contents of the envelope.
Rosalina was still paying attention to the movements of Kinanti who was reading the contents of the file. Personally, the middle-aged woman was quite fond of Kinanti's capable performance and full of vitality. He smiled slightly as he saw the look on Kinanti's face turning sour.
“Why? Are you disappointed to see the photo? You think he'll attach it easily?” taste Rosalina. He sat down in front of the Kinanti. Then, his hand was constantly knocking on the table.
“Hmm, not really, ma'am. I'm just curious. Why doesn't the Right Man want to publish his face in every book he writes? Though, right, many are curious?” ask Kinanti kalem.
“Yes, it is possible that the Right Man is more comfortable if his identity is not known to the public, especially with his current popularity. The second sequel book, penetrated forty-five thousand copies in the first week,” said Rosalina steady.
Suddenly Kinanti's mind caught the intention of the woman in front of him. “Mother no longer tells me to rival Mba Mira for the competition, ‘kan?” tanya Kinanti corrected her sitting position. He put the file back in the envelope. The dimpled woman was being cautious of her boss.
Rosalina stood up with sparkling eyes. “Why not?! You have the potential to grow further. I just got confirmation from Right Man that he will consider the possibility of cooperation with our publisher!” he exuberantly.
He walked back and forth in front of Kinanti while explaining the many benefits that would be obtained if the exclusive contract was successful.
Unlike the Kinanti who seemed ordinary. As a new editor at GrewMedia Publisher, it is clear that he is not too fond of this big news special. To him, all writers are the same. The only difference is the story behind their struggle. Many factors support the reason Kinanti behaved so.
First, the editor of Grewmedia Publisher, not just himself. There are three other people who are more competent with creditibility and ability is quite qualified. There's Sarah, Liya and .. Mira for sure.
Moreover, Mira is the editor-in-chief who in fact is a big fan of all the works of Right Man. Just imagining the woman's face, Kinanti already shuddered. Not out of fear or anything, he just tried not to be too intensely related to the single parent woman. Years of experience working within the same roof, made Kinanti sort through and keep her distance from Mira.
Second, the experience of curating some best seller books from famous authors, it becomes a considerable moral burden for him. Especially if the author does not have adab in interacting.
It is still recorded clearly in Kinanti's memory when a year ago edited the script of a novice writer's novel whose work suddenly exploded in the first print. So, when the sequel to the novel entered the newsroom, the author began to ignore some of the notes he gave.
In fact, when Kinanti gave input on incorrect spelling and the rhythms of the story widened everywhere, the author felt it was no big deal. Although it was upsetting, he still showed professionalism in work. What makes Kinanti's forehead wrinkled is when the writer's script clearly mimics the dialogue and scenes from some of the outside film scenes.
“That's the editor's job, the writer's business, yes, write it!” the writer said in their conversation one day.
I was surprised by the attitude of the author. It is true the saying, “Adab used to be new sis” should be the foundation in anything, including in the world of authorship. Because not infrequently, many writers are anticritical when their writing is dissected at the editor's desk. The term star syndrome has a point. Most writers who are booming quickly and not forged struggles are likely to experience ethical degradation.
Kinanti read slowly the biodata that was in front of her. Aksar Nayakas. The name of the author is better known by his pen name, Right Man.
One more surprising fact is that the Right Man is still single! This is very contradictory to the novels written.
The drakor woman thought, how can the Right Man so clearly describe the character and behavior of the character if the author himself has never been married and has children? In fact, in his best seller novel it actually tells the romance and household drama of a man with his wife until they age together.
Kinanti put the file sheet lazily. “But, Mom. If I can choose, I am more comfortable handling novice writers, compared to manuscripts from best seller writers,” said Kinanti plan.
“There's a problem with you, Kinanti?” ask Rosalina to investigate. His eyes narrowed towards Kinanti.
“Hmmm .. bit, Mom. Actually I want to apply for leave in the next two months,” said Kinanti while opening her eyes. He seemed nervous to face a firm leader like Rosalina. Moreover, Rosalina's expression suddenly turned colder.
“You just got promoted to editor today. And with a heavy heart I say, that for a crucial moment like this we all have no choice. Our target is to make sure he signs that exclusive contract. I've decided that you and Mira are responsible for that. How to do it!” rosalina's orders were firm.
“But, Bu—”
“We'll talk later, I want to see your negotiation skills deeper.” Rosalina made a scene before leaving the Kinanti room.
Kinanti let out a long breath. Massaged head temples are slightly throbbing, dizzy thinking about it.
An hour later, Kinanti went to the pantry room and intended to take a moment off with a glass of jasmine tea. For him, a mouthful of jasmine-scented tea can be a healing in itself.
Kinanti was still stirring slowly as she sniffed the aroma of the drink that had just been made. The office was a little quiet because almost all the staff were taking lunch breaks. He accidentally doesn't come down when Bena and Sarah take him out.
The mind rages when it remembers its household. When viewed from the outside, the Kinanti household with Surya can be said to be harmonious. Though in fact, he felt at the lowest saturation point.
Kinanti rubbed his nape while twisting the neck joints. His eyes were empty out the window. Slowly, the white-tuned woman in turangga khaki pants sat on a round bar stool nearby.
Having a slender body that is awake despite having children, Kinanti can be said to be beautiful and charming. The hair that had broken the curl, he looped in a bun circle, leaving a strand of hair tucked behind the earlobe. The neck of the white skin is perfectly smooth.
Blouse with unrelated top buttons, without him realizing it became a beautiful sight for the figure of the man who had been watching him in silence and sharp gaze.
The man did not stop taking pictures of Kinanti through a mobile phone that was in his grasp.
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