JODOHKU MR. DUDA

Reunite

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Nisa's legs seemed to shake, when she saw the writing on the name tag on the table.

'God of Mahaprana/Surabaya'

Is he the same person? Or is it just the same name?

The woman retreated step by step, until she hit a table that made her realize that she should not be weak.

With quick steps, Nisa passed from the room. His breathing panted while he was in the corridor towards the toilet. A moment of leaning against the wall, to normalize the roar in the heart.

Go inside the toilet, just stand facing the big mirror. [How come, fate joked at the time I had moved on,] he whispered inwardly.

Back he stared at the shadow of himself, in that huge glass. [No I have to be strong! Be a strong woman, spirit!!] he was in the spirit he was stirring in him.

"All right, let's face it! Don't dodge!" he said he encouraged himself, before moving away from the mirror.

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His steps slowed down, when the door of the meeting room was already visible. Slowly but surely, Nisa went in there, still quiet and the man's seat was still empty. Relieved for a moment.

Shortly after, the marketing manager arrived. Seen talking for a while then sitting next to Nisa. One by one the meeting participants began to come and occupy the seats that had been listed their names.

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Pov Nisa's

Until the figure I wanted to clarify since then came in. Not much has changed. The way he walked, his smile and the look in his eyes that always kept me drifting was still the same. Only the body looks more muscular. Maybe now he likes to exercise.

I lowered my head, staring at the blank notebook. It's hard to avoid, too, if he's right across my desk.

Unknowingly our eyes looked at each other. He was stunned for a moment then smiled meaningfully. I just nodded my head, smiling. Take a look at him, until the meeting is over.

After hearing the continued instructions from the boss, I resigned. I left the room cold but it was hot for me. I deliberately didn't use the elevator, hoping to avoid it.

The feet step down the stairs, one at a time. I'll make it as quiet as possible.

"Nisa!! Wait." Wait." A shout from such a familiar voice. Without looking at it, I sped up this leg.

But a pull on my hand made me stop.

"Why avoid me? See, I'm a God," he said as he stood in front, as if blocking me from escaping.

"Yes sir, sorry."

"Sir?? Hey, are you ok?" said mock.

I turned my face, looking at him.

"Sorry it's office hours. And I still counted the new employees here. So it's unethical to call you anything other than the word sir."

He looked riled up, his one hand rubbing his face violently.

"Sister! Don't do that. Okay, five minutes! Free to talk about anything. Then don't bother me anymore."

He looked at me, seemingly unable to accept what I just said. But there was no protest from him.

"Why avoid me?"

"It's okay, just take care of yourself. So that there's no weird gossip."

"I want to apologize, for everything that's happened before."

"I've been sorry, ever since."

"Can we be friends again? As usual?"

"It's hard, but I'm still cooperative, if it's for the office." The clock in hand.

"It's been five minutes, I have to get back to work, excuse me." And this self also sauntered safely without further interference.

"We'll meet again!" he said half screaming. I don't care and don't look back.

Fortunately the stairway was quiet from employees, they preferred to use the elevator. Only one or two people are willing to wear it.

I stepped into the workroom. I put the origin of the notebook on the table. Sit down rough in the chair.

Mona looked at me, pulling her chair closer to me.

"What's wrong? You got mad at boss? Coming around like a possessed person?"

I raised my eyebrows, gave Mona a forced smile. He opened the notebook, paying attention for a moment.

"Your writing is good, it's not because of the meeting. What the hell is it?" his pedicab.

For a moment I was silent, in a great sense of dread. Almost this net is juicy, if the office phone does not ring.

"I'm called boss, sorry. Curse session suspended."

I left Mona, who chuckled at my words.

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What does God mean, "we shall meet again?"

Can Nisa face the Gods a second time?

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