It's like saying "I Miss You"

A burning admiration

I was wrapped by a big, solid wall

Dark and dark became friends to me

A wall made of fear and hate

The consequences of betrayal and hatred

I just keep looking ahead

And missed the good things in my life

(Felysia Vizka Grenada)

Tone was just stirring up the coffee that was in front of him while staring blankly at the watch placed on the table. Not because he thought about the financial statements he was working on, but thinking about how to get rid of this watch without having to throw it away. Now he even feels that the watch depicts him being thrown away for granted.

“You really didn't recognize the man earlier?” Ask Cecyl who is starting to worry about seeing the condition of his best friend. Didn't Nada a few minutes ago eagerly want dinner? Why did you arrive at the restaurant just ordering a cup of coffee?

Tone just shakes origin. For him no matter who the man was, the man had obviously returned something he threw away. It made him frustrated. The phone suddenly rang. One name that appeared on the phone screen made him rush to receive the call.

“Ya, Mr Director?” answer the Tone immediately after the phone is connected. Worried something happened in the office that made the director have to call like this.

“Can I go to my room for a moment? There are guests who want to meet.” said the Director on the phone. It seems very urgent because it calls after work hours are over.

“Good, Sir. I'll be there soon.”

The tone turned off the phone connection and let out a long sigh. He should even be called a director when it is past the hours of returning home from work. This is the burden a leader must bear. Tone packed up about to leave the restaurant. “Sorry, next time let me buy it. I have to get back to the office now.”

“What is a very emergency? You can finish your coffee first.” persuade Cecyl who looks anxious to see her best friend panic after getting a call from the Director where she works. This is not the first time Nada has received an emergency call. Even on Sundays sometimes get emergency calls that can still be done during the workday.

“I'll call you later. See you.” Nada immediately left Cecyl alone with the food in front of her.

*******

Tone was stunned when he first opened the door of the director's room. The man who returned his watch was having a conversation with the director. What the hell's going on? Who is this guy? Why was he called when the clock came home was even past? Nada's eyes now look at each other with the two male eyes. It was a little seen if the man was surprised when he saw Nada enter the room.

“Oh, introduce this Ms. Grenada, financial manager here.” said Mr. Director walking towards Nada who is still standing in the doorway. “This is Mr. Dewanto, an investor who will provide funds to us as additional operations in the expansion of export import.”

“Salam knows too, Bu Nada.”’ reply Dewanto very politely. His eyes did not stop paying attention to the charm of Nada. In his heart was filled with questions about Nada.

“Pak Dewanto said, he was impressed by the financial reporting presented in the proposal. That's why he wants to see you. You haven't come home, have you?”

Tone hurriedly threw his sweet smile towards the Director. “Of course, Sir. Doesn't matter. Thankfully I haven't been home.”

Dewanto tilted his head as if he had discovered a strange discovery. Obviously he realized that Nada had just left the office when Dewanto was about to see the Director. Is this one form of obedience to the boss? Nada seemed not to want to think too much about what Dewanto thinks of him. All he had in mind right now was to go home and rest.

“Alright, Miss Tone. It seems that's all I can talk to you about. Sorry to interrupt your time. Thank you.” said Mr. Director just like that and continued chatting with Dewanto.

Dewanto only glanced at the passing of Nada. There is so much he wants to know about this woman. Many questions came to his mind. When can I see that woman again?

Tone let out a long sigh as he exited the Director's room. It was as if there was not a single bit of air in there. He walked into his room and cleaned up the table he had left for a while. The mood to work again has disappeared. He just wanted to go home and sleep. His co-workers went home first. Tone immediately locked his office space.

“You really want to go home?” greeting Dewanto who seems to have finished with the Director. If you pay close attention to Dewanto still does not deserve to be called the designation “Pak” because the skin of his face still looks quite smooth.

“Yes. I only returned briefly to clean up the rest of the documents left behind.” said Nada without turning his head. He was still embarrassed by the events of the watch that he never expected.

“Is dinner with your friend over? Sorry about this. I don't know if you were going home. If you'd like, can I buy you dinner instead of your distracted dinner last night?”

Sardonic smiling tone. “I thought you were too busy to take dinner to an employee like me. But thanks for the offer. I will continue dinner at home.” said Nada as it passed. He doesn't care about investors or anything. He felt bad when the watch came back to him.

“What are you married?” Tanya Dewanto who then stopped Nada's steps. “You don't look worthy enough to serve as a manager. I think you're too young for the manager position.”

Tone turned around and sighed. “So you mean, the position of manager is only appropriate for a married woman? As for single women like me to only deserve as a regular staff?”

“Not really. I didn't say it.” Dewanto started to twitch a little. “I just want to say if at your current age, already served as manager, isn't that amazing?”

“The term you want to convey is not that.” Nada begins to get frustrated with Dewanto. The man made his blood start flowing.

Dewanto started to tousle. “It doesn't matter what core I want to convey. What is clear is that the information has answered some questions about you, Nada.”

Then Dewanto left just like that leaving Nada still standing with a million new questions in her head. Dream what Nada last night until meeting such a shitty guy. Does he have to deal with this man often? Tone takes a deep breath. Of course he had to deal with the man often. He is a major investor in the large projects that the company he is working on is running. For the first time in his life, Nada regretted being a financial manager.