
Moments after disconnecting the phone from Lesti, Billar let out a long breath. His mind wandered to achieve much hope for his life. He wants to solve his problems immediately, and see Amanda happy with the person who has disfigured him. Then Billar will fulfill his good will to perfect half of his religion.
Billar put his phone in his pocket, along with Amanda on the side. According to her confession, Amanda will accept what has happened to her. He was ready to face what would happen to him in the future. Although it is hard to forget the dream, but, this he must do because regret will not mean.
“Why did you cancel home today?” said Amanda. “Don't because of me, you canceled that, Bi. I'm fine here, we're nobody anymore, we're just friends,”.
“Iya, I know. But, I can't leave after what people witnessed. I'm afraid this is compounding our problems. So, I will stay here, protect you,” Billar explained.
“You're overreacting. I've come to believe that this isn't you, we're just victims, so, if you want to go please. Don't make my situation an obstacle to someone important in your life, Bi.” Amanda pat Billar on the shoulder. “I'll be fine. Meet him, and do what you've been intent on,” Amanda added.
Billar looked at Amanda's face. The woman looks better than ever, though Billar is convinced that her feelings are not okay. Billar doesn't think about the savage, why did he do this, because he was drunk? No. gabe. Too smart if he does this drunk. Billar believes that what the man did must have a reason.
“I'll stay here,” Billar said.
“I'll get hurt even more if you do that. She must have been expecting you, Bi. Do not waste what has made you comfortable. Indeed there are still many opportunities for it, but the first opportunity is the most special,” said Amanda.
Billar momentarily fell silent, absorbing what Amanda had just said. Should he go home? Lesti is the most comfortable point now outside of the family. The woman has an incredible attraction to him. It is unfortunate if he wastes him, let alone the feeling more towards him grow well to bear fruit of deep seriousness.
“Are you sure you'll be okay?” ask Billar.
“I promise!” Amanda raised her little finger.
Billar greeted little Amanda with a faint smile on her lips. After that he told his friends to go home now. Given there is still time to cross to East Java, after that he will dart to Bandung via fast train.
However, before that he bought a lot of gifts for Lesti around the beach. Starting from various kinds of Pia, typical Balinese Kebaya, Udeng to rattan bags. Last but not least, an object that will bind his good intentions.
During the trip, Billar looked at the results of his shots at that time. In the photo, he captured a figure who was pointing a cell phone at him. In the past he was just suspicious, afraid of being abused, and it turns out the guess is right.
Billar continued to scroll through the screen of his phone, until glued to the photo where he was alone with Lesti. He looked at all the photos with the woman. The smile she had smeared was very opiate, and contagious.
The train that Billar was riding seemed to turn into a train of memories that featured many past events that made him happy. However, the memory room was forced to stop when the reality that was happening to him was now also present there.
Billar has unfounded responsibilities to Amanda, he still can't find a bright spot to this day. Several times he asked about the party at that time, the response was all the same. The situation becomes uncontrollable, especially almost all party lovers are drunk.
Slowly the day got late, and the train Billar was riding stopped right at the Bandung station. Billar immediately ordered an online taxi to take him to the apartment, after which rested soundly eliminating the fatigue that swarmed his body soul.
Bandung, welcome, and good night....
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Lesti was really surprised, when he found many messages from Mr. Ghifar. At that moment, he immediately turned off his phone. That successor really played his part very well. How'this? And why Billar told him to be silent, how could he do that. In fact, now Lesti is not sure that tonight he will sleep well.
His life is haunted by many fears. Will he be comforting tomorrow? Or keep stepping by putting up as if not knowing anything? However, his hunch said that tomorrow was the day he would be at the lowest position of his life.
Lesti shook her head hard. Lesti is not a weak woman, running away? No. gabe. Why should I run away, anyway, this is just slander. This is only a form of one's self-reliance over what he has achieved. After all, Billar did not bother about this.
Lesti, you need to calm down. It is impossible for God to give this test beyond your means. You can definitely get through it!
There is no stopping his heart to give spirit, and try to absorb positive things. If tomorrow is his last day at Kejora, no problem, no need to be sad. Take the lesson, then focus on living life as usual.
Maybe, if this is true. It takes time to remove this problem from the face of the earth. Lesti would isolate himself from work for several weeks, until the matter sank deeply. Lesti will be ready to do that, because it is not impossible if Mr. Ghifar has attacked him with a lot of messages and phones to do this action.
However, from the many memories of beauty during his life, always lost the same memory of the problems he was facing. Where did the memory of his friendship go? Or where's the memory of his association with Billar lately? Didn't that memory make him happy and feel the world belongs to both? Ah, it is possible that tonight Lesti is destined to stay up in the shadows of the matter.
At twelve in the night, Lesti ventured out by reactivating her phone. Moments after the flat object lit up, many notifications came in. But, what attracted his attention was only on Instagram notifications. After exhaling a long breath, Lesti ventured to open the application.
Ayu's account is the center of attention now. How not, a few hours ago he again uploaded a photo when Putra expressed his feelings. Crazy one! Why did Lesti not realize that from across there someone photographed him at that time. What about the Son? Will he get angry and stay away from her?
Lesti had reminded Putra not to lend a hand to him, just before returning the Son back into action interrogating one by one Kejora employees, but there was nothing suspicious of them.
Lesti bit her lower lip, after seeing Ayu's account upload with a very excessive caption. Soon, Lesti closed it again. No need to know the content of the comments from the post, because he is very sure one hundred percent all comments there are bad. Lesti did not want to take the risk to read the contents, he was still very affectionate with her.
Now that Lesti's phone switched on the Whats app page, he ignored all incoming messages except for one male figure. Lesti opened the message from the glasses man, and the message contained so that he did not have to open Instagram.
Lesti smiled smirkily.
Lesti:
Put, sorry.....
There were no tears present wetting Lesti's cheeks. Instead, he threw his cell phone at any place on his bed, then covered his entire body with a blanket. Lesti didn't know what to do now, maybe what Jesika said the other day was right. He must come out of the Kejora.
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During these four hours, Lesti chose to work in the roasting. During these four hours, Lesti's mouth was left dry. Today Lesti was more silent, and gestures in response from the people who spoke to him.
When a stocky figure was present from behind the door, Lesti already could not hope for anything other than resigned to the great possibility that would befall him now: fired!
“Lesti, last night you upset me. You've been avoiding me lately. But, I understand your position now. Your problems with the account called Ayu are getting out of control, and people's responses are getting more and more out of hand. You want to apologize, if you're going to do this.”
Lesti nodded slowly. His chest was already pounding very hard, even tears and sweat were vying to get out of his stopover.
“Bapak will terminate the employment contract with you.” Mr. Ghifar sighed.
“But Pak—“
“Negot Put. It is fitting that Mr Ghifar does this. Maybe in this way, the Kejora will be peaceful.” Lesti exhaled a rough breath. “I want to apologize, for all my mistakes during my time working here. And thanks for the learning and experience so far, I will miss you—“
The sudden arrival of someone, made many pairs of eyes highlight the sturdy man, covered in a levis jacket, with a smile as if accompanying his lips.
Billar?
“Sorry, interrupt the time. I'm here to bring evidence of what happened to Lesti. He is innocent, and what Ayu account does is just a form of sheer self-reliance.” Billar reached into his cell phone, while some of the employees here displayed a suddenly tense face.
“This is it, Sir!” Billar showed the results of his shots, and several short videos that recorded suspicious actions from the figure covered behind Ayu's account.
Mr. Ghifar turned his head firmly, staring intently at the person recorded on Billar's phone. He collapsed his gaze, and his mouth seemed locked as Mr. Ghifar walked up to him.
“Why are you doing this?”
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