I Pursue You Cuek, You Pursue... ME ???

BAB.7 Good Bye, BOSS !

One hand Nabila was busy poking breakfast on her plate and put it in her mouth, one hand was busy typing in WA asking to meet Dimas at the cafe the other day, today he will give an answer by accepting an offer from Dimas.

Nabila : [Mas Dimas, can we meet today? ]

Waiting for a while but no reply chat, he finished his breakfast.

Before leaving, once again the straight-shoulder black-haired woman checked her resignation letter. Feeling satisfied with the contents of the application for resign, Nabila nodded his spirit.

"Yeah ! Yeah ! Passion, Nab. You can!" He cheers himself.

When I checked his phone, Dimas probably replied. But it was not Dimas who answered, instead the chat from the Boss who came.

Nabila changed the name of Reyhan's contact on his phone to a world insensitive man.

World Unsensitive Man: [Nab, come to my office later. There's something I want to talk about. ]

Nabila [Continue, I also want to convey something. See you at the office, boss. ]

When Nabila locked his phone into a briefcase, he then took his Brio car keys from the keychain. He exited the door and heard the apartment door automatically locked, then he entered the elevator to the apartment parking lot.

His residence is not far from the Company, he only traveled about 25 minutes driving a 4-wheeled vehicle especially if Nabila uses a 2-wheeled vehicle.

After arriving at the Company where he soon stopped working, Nabila parked his car. He went into his office, before he began to do his activities once again he checked his phone and a reply from Dimas came.

Dimas: [Okay, what if we meet at lunchtime again? ]

Margot : [ Deal... ]

Dimas [I did not forget to pray... ]

Nabila : [ Prayer? For what, Mom? ]

Dimas : [To get you.]

Nabila :[ Huh? ]

Nabila almost kege'eran read a chat from Dimas, he thought Dimas again expressed his feelings.

"I'm so ashamed, think what the hell am I!" his murmurs cursed themselves.

Nabila : [Umm, if I want to continue working. See you later, Mas Dim.]

Dimas : [ Yes]

Nabila took a deep breath and then let out slowly, he began to do his work. After busy struggling with the materials - clothing materials that will be used to be sewn and worn by the artists, he glanced at the watch that shows at 11.15 WIB.

"It seems like it's time..."

He took a letter of resignation from his briefcase, exited his office and entered the elevator to the floor of the boss' office. In the elevator he felt tense, when the elevator door opened on the floor of Reyhan's office was quickly Nabila out but immediately he pegged.

For a year he was in and out of his boss' office, he was used to the situation and the people there. But his decision was unanimous, he did not want to always walk in place and could not go forward either in terms of love or work.

"Come on Nab, I can. Forward up!" strengthened itself.

Nabila smiled politely at Mirna Secretary Reyhan, who was replied with a polite nod from Mirna. Mirna's desk was outside Reyhan's office, the woman was busy with the phone in her hand.

" I'm in then..." Said Nabila did not want to disturb the busyness of Mirna.

'OK' Mirna simply fused her index finger and thumb together when answering.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

"Bos, it's me Nabila."

"Come in!"

When he heard the voice of the woman he had been thinking about since yesterday, Reyhan's heart suddenly beat and his body suddenly tensed. Though he had previously experienced, he had several times dating even though the relationship did not last long but never nervous like now, inexplicably today he felt very anxious.

Nabila pushed the office door made of thick glass, then he closed it. He stood at the door, grabbed his resignation letter and ventured to walk up to the man who would soon be his past.