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Zayn takes Visha home after dinner together. It was as if there was an unusual feeling that he felt when he was with Zayn.
Zayn is a nice guy with one daughter. His wife had long since died, and his daughter lived with his late wife's family.
Visha clutching her chest. It feels crowded because he always keeps one name there. And it's hard to erase his name. Visha doesn't want to keep thinking about Zayn's sweet treatment. He decided to clean himself up and headed to his bed to close his eyes.
Tomorrow morning, Visha leaves for the office by riding an online motorcycle as usual. Today it is not too late to come. He immediately entered the magnificent Zayn Building and entered the elevator.
When the elevator door would close, a hand prevented it and made the elevator door open again. Visha was quite surprised who would enter the elevator. He immediately greeted the man who was his superior friend.
"Good morning, Mr. Bian," said Visha.
"Morning. Tumben you're not late."
"Eh?" Visha frowned.
He rarely spoke, why is it so hurtful to speak directly?
"I'm sorry for what happened yesterday, sir." Visha felt the need to apologize for what happened yesterday.
"They're both my best friends. I don't want you to hurt both of them."
"Heh? Mean dad?"
"Reza likes you. And Zayn likes you too. Don't hurt them."
"Then do I have to accept them both or reject them both?"
"Have any of them entered your heart?" Bian stared intently at Visha.
"Eh?"
"If you can't accept one of them you better not give them hope."
What did he mean just now?
TING'S. Elevator door opens. Bian out of the elevator. Visha was still silent in the elevator.
"Sha, what are you doing in the elevator? Get out!" Lala caught Visha sitting in the elevator.
Visha immediately went out and headed to the pantry room to make coffee.
"So, Mr Bian spoke to you like that?" ask Lala.
"Yes. Who gives them hope. They are the ones who always come near me. I always avoid them. But why does it look like I'm giving you hope. The huft! It sucks!"
"Enhancey buddy! You can definitely face them. I heard that tomorrow Mr. Bian has returned to Jakarta. That means Reza will also go dong!"
"Oh yeah? Where did you hear it from?"
"I heard Mr. Zayn talk to someone on the phone, hehe."
"You eavesdropping, La?"
"Hehehe, just a little."
"Well, I'll go back to my room." Visha parted from the pantry room.
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Unbeknownst to anyone, Visha heads to the project site. Bian's words made him want to avoid everything.
Visha chose to stay busy instead of taking care of Reza or Zayn. Visha seems excited to lead the project. He explained in detail to the project foreman about the concept of the building he made.
"It turns out you're here!" A voice made Visha widen her eyes.
"Sir Bian?" Visha immediately avoids Bian.
"Zayn's confused looking for you and it turns out you're here. All right, I'll call Zayn right away." Bian took his phone from his pocket. He's looking for Zayn's name in his contacts.
Visha immediately turns to face Bian and spontaneously seizes Bian's phone.
"Hey, what are you doing? Give me my phone!"
"Why do you want to contact Mr. Zayn?"
"Because he's worried about you so much."
"Mr said I should avoid him and not give him hope. Why would you want to tell me if I'm here?"
"Hahaha, you're so funny! So, you came here to avoid Zayn?"
Visha did not answer. It's very clear that's true.
"Well, I'll go back to the office. So, you don't have to tell Mr. Zayn. It's dad's phone. Excuse me!" Visha left the project site in a fit of annoyance.
In the middle of the road he meets Reza who will approach Bian.
"Visha's? Where are you going?" ask Reza.
Visha did not answer and continued to move on. He was very upset today.
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Visha returns to the office and does whatever she can do in her room. But his brain could not work quietly.
"Aarrrggghhhh!!! It's all because of that shitty Bian!!!" Visha shouts indistinctly in her room.
Not yet in the toilet, Visha meets Zayn who looks very happy to see the figure of Visha.
"Visha!! You're already here!" exciting Zayn.
Visha did not respond to Zayn.
"Where were you going?"
"To the location of the project, sir." replied Visha lazily.
"Thank God you're okay." No matter if he's in the office. Zayn hugged Visha.
"Sir... What did you do? We're in the office." Visha tries to let go of Zayn's embrace, but she tightens her embrace.
Several employees saw the incident, including Reza and Bian who had returned to the office.
Reza clenched her hands looking at Zayn who was blatantly showing her feelings for Visha.
Bian, there's something claustrophobic in his chest. He immediately went from seeing the sight. He held his chest tight.
"What's wrong with me? Why is my heart so tight to see Zayn hugging that woman?" say Inner Bian.
"Who exactly is he? From the first moment I met him, there was something stuck in my heart..." Bian rubbed his face and went to the men's toilet.
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Visha washed her face with water. He really did not understand Zayn's attitude. Now everyone would think if he and Zayn had a special relationship.
Visha looked at herself in front of the mirror.
"Do I have to accept Mr Zayn's feelings?" ask in the heart.
"No! Nah! I can't be. I don't want to accept Mr. Zayn's feelings just out of pity." Visha shook her head quickly.
"Then how should I do?" Visha shuffles her hair in frustration.
After tidying up, Visha came out of the toilet by continuing to adjust her breathing.
He accidentally runs into Bian who also just came out of the men's toilet next to the women's toilet.
"You!" bian said to see Visha.
Visha looked at Bian with dislike. He felt that all this was happening because of Bian's words this morning to him.
Visha does not respond to Bian and leaves immediately.
GREB!!
Bian grabbed Visha's hand.
"What did you do? Let go of my hand!" rebel Visha.
But Bian did not press Visha and took her to the emergency stairs.
"Where are you taking me?" Visha tries to release Bian's hand.
After closing the emergency stairway door, Bian shoved Visha's body against the wall.
"What are you going to do?" ask Visha a little scared.
"Who are you really?" bian asked with a deep look at the two Visha beads.
"What do you mean, father?"
Bian glanced at the necklace Visha was wearing. He grabbed the necklace and looked at the locket. Visha did not wince as Bian looked at her pendant.
Suddenly, Bian again had a severe headache.
"Aarr!!!!" Bian held onto his aching head.
"Sir... Father why?!" Visha panic. He immediately swept Bian's large body out of the emergency staircase.
"Please take me to the hotel!" bian Pinta.
"Huh? Yeah, fine. I'll call Reza first."
"No! Please just take me!"
Visha rounded her eyes. "What?!"
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