Labuhan Cinta The Playboy

S2 - You're Not Him

Bian invites Visha and Zayn back into the meeting room. Now Visha is ready to hear Bian's response about the presentation that Visha has done.

"I love the concept you have. I'll take the file first and study it" Bian said.

"Thank you very much, sir." replied Visha.

"Then, let's have lunch first. We've prepared your favorite dish, Bi. This is an apology for what happened yesterday" Zayn said.

"No, Zayn. I'm the one who should apologize for making you panic. Even this employee of yours came to the hotel where I was staying. Isn't that right, Visha?"

"Eh?" Visha and Zayn are shocked together.

Visha can only bow.

"Are you coming to Bian's hotel, Visha?" ask Zayn.

"Yes, Sir. I just want to apologize, sir." Visha replied.

"I'm sorry." answered Bian briefly then he passed from the meeting room.

Zayn glanced at Visha.

"I'm sorry, sir." said Visha again.

"Why keep apologizing? You're not wrong. Yes, let's have lunch first. Don't you have to go home soon?"

"Yes, sir."

Even during lunch, Bian's gaze still could not be separated from Visha. Visha was eating her lunch alone at the corner table. Reza then approached Visha.

"Can join?" ask Reza.

"Please leave it."

"You're going back to Pekalongan?"

"Yes, I promised I'd go home."

"What if I take you? Today Mr. Bian will spend time with Mr. Zayn. I can go freely."

"no need. I'm used to riding the train."

"Sha... You still hate me, don't you?"

"No, Reza. I've completely forgotten everything."

"Then you must be willing to deliver me."

"Say no yes no! Don't push, Reza!" Visha was getting upset.

"Okay, I'm sorry..."

Then Visha chooses to pass from the presence of Reza. He will be ready to go home.

"What's wrong with you, Bi? Why aren't you the usual?" Zayn asked while in Bian's hotel room.

"Eitherway. I don't want to talk about it."

"Visha is beautiful and she is an independent woman. And honestly, I've been approaching him for a year. But he still won't open his heart for me. We've only been friends until now." I don't know why Zayn wanted to tell Bian his story.

"Did he love someone else?" ask Bian.

"Yes. He saw there was still someone from his past."

"So you're competing with him?"

"No. That guy is no more. But his memories are always in Visha's heart. It's hard to remove."

"..............."

"When are you coming back?"

"Maybe tomorrow, I'd better give you an answer about this project. I don't want you to wait too long."

"Thank you, Bian. Do you want to go somewhere? I'll keep you company."

"no need. I just want to rest. Thanks for the offer."

"All right, then I'll just go home."

Zayn says goodbye to Bian. Meanwhile, that night, Bian opened the concept file that was presented by Visha this morning. He likes the sketches Visha makes. Then an idea came to his mind.

On Monday morning, Reza arrived at the Zayn Building office and met Lala. Reza knows that Lala is Visha's best friend in the office.

"Are you looking for Visha? He hasn't come yet. He always comes late on Mondays. Because he departed from Pekalongan." explained Lala.

"Oh so. Oh yeah, I see you're very close to Visha."

"Why is that?"

"Why didn't Visha's husband pick her up? He even gets on the train every week."

Lala's a waist-tracked. "It's none of your business! Have you ever known Visha before?"

"So Visha never told you about me?"

"Hahaha, who are you? It's gone, I need to get ready soon because Mr. Zayn is coming soon."

Reza had no choice. He better ask someone else.

And finally Reza knows from the security guard Zayn Building, if Visha's husband is dead. Actually can not be called a husband, but more appropriate in a father than a son Visha. But not many know the truth.

Reza was concerned to hear the truth about Visha. He saw Visha coming down from the motorcycle, and immediately approached her.

"Good morning, Visha..."

"You? Why are you still here? Shouldn't you be back in Jakarta?"

"So Mr Zayn hasn't told you?"

Visha shakes.

"Sir Bian approved your sketch. And he will be working on this project. So he's adding a few more days here."

Visha was silent.

"Sir Bian asked me to bring you to meet him."

Visha nodded then followed Reza's steps.

"I like your sketches. We're going to sign a contract with Zayn Building" Bian said.

Zayn glanced at Visha and smiled happily.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you for accepting my sketch" replied Visha.

"Today we'll review the location."

"Eh? Now Sir?"

"Yes, because I have to get back to Jakarta soon."

"Pity Sania if she's left any longer. Isn't that right, bro?" Zayn patted Bian on the shoulder.

Visha rounded her eyes. "Sania? Who is Sania Mr Zayn? Is Sania Pak Bian's wife?" visha began to wonder.

"Pak Bian's wife was named Sania Hartawan. Here's the picture." Lala showed me some photos of Sania taken from the Gugel app.

So this is the Sania I know. Why is the world so narrow?

"Sha's? What's up?"

"No. I have to go, La. I'll be reviewing the project location."

"Be careful, Sha. I heard the area is very arid and hot. You better get an umbrella, hehe."

"You are!!!" Visha prepared to raise her hand towards Lala.

Arriving at the project site, it is true as Lala said if the area is very arid especially now the weather is hot.

Visha was quite surprised because there were already some workers there.

"I don't know if there are workers here, sir." said Visha.

"I called them yesterday afternoon. Zayn is reliable. Especially if there's money, it's more reliable."

Visha grating. "What did he mean just now?" lirih Visha's.

"You've been working on Zayn for a long time?"

"It's been about three years."

"You're not interested in him?"

"Eh?"

"I see you guys are very close."

What conversation is this? It makes no sense!!! Visha's mind kept mumbling.

"We're just good friends. Maybe that's because Mr. Zayn never treated his employees as subordinates, but rather as work partners and friends."

"Oh so. Where'd you get a concept like the one you described at the meeting?"

"Eitherway. I'm just pouring out an idea from what my heart says."

"You're pretty good too" said Bian, who then walked toward the construction workers who were stirring cement and sand.

Visha is like turning her memories to the past. He noticed every movement made by Biantara.

"Sir, you don't have to do this yourself." Visha approaches Bian.

"Why? Isn't an architect also a building clerk? They only got that title because they had the money to buy it."

Visha speechless. Bian's thoughts seemed to remind Visha of someone. He quickly shook his head.

"Why you? Are you hot? Then we take shelter there." take Bian.

They take shelter in a small building like a former shop.

"I hear the area is less developed, why did you even build a branch here?" ask Visha.

"Eitherway. Maybe because I want to be here to grow."

"Sure you can make it happen?"

"of course. Shouldn't we try first, we'll see the results."

Visha looked at the man standing beside her. "I'm sorry, sir."

Bian is confused to hear Visha's apology. He positioned himself standing opposite Visha.

"Sorry for what?"

"When we first met, I was cold to you."

"Oh, that. You remember it."

"But ... By the way, why do you ask that?"

"What mean?"

"Why do you ask if we've met before?"

"Eitherway. I just feel ... have met you..."

"Eh?"