Last For Forever

Jealous

LESTI and Putra side by side entered the place of work, making some employees turn to give a variety of expressions. This had indeed become a rare sight in their eyes during these days. They didn't know what was going on until the two of them looked familiar and very happy, but, already, they didn't want to interfere with the affairs of both.

“Cieee ... mentang-tang assigned to be a restaurant model, now so close, definitely for chemistery when in the photo later can, right?” ady, who is the first shift leader, said.

The son smiled clumsily, with a slowly stained gaze to Lesti who was instead smiling without burden. Is this a sign that she is getting comfortable with him? If so, thank God at least the efforts of the Son to cover his nervousness succeeded.

“Oh, yes, the news selected you just last night, but, your closeness has been smelled a few days ago, hmm ..

“Ady! Do not be excessive if opinionated, later even become slander. Wanting you to focus on your duties, let Mr. Ghifar not be angry again, understand?” cut Lesti as it passes through Ady and leaves the frozen Son.

Ady rolled her eyes irritated. “Lo made with Lesti?”

The son raised one of his eyebrows, staring at his friend. “According to lo?” Now the Son is passing by Ady with a little sliver on his shoulder. It made Ady snort, staring resentfully at the two human figures he thought were strange to this day.

Ady returned to focus on his work, while making no clear. However, all of that disappeared when Ardia was present before him with a light mockery for him.

“Why aren't you clear? Shift lo abis kok!” ardia.

“Tuh, a friend of lo si Lesti nybebelin. After all, last week I was late because it was an emergency. Just be careful if he gets angry with Mr. Ghifar there will be no end to me mocking him!” obviously Ady while preparing the order.

“Lagian, lo it's too late, make customers angry again, apes!” Ardia even adds to Ady's anger level that is ready to peak.

Ady turned his head firmly, with a heavy sigh. “Lo is the same as that! How to keep mocking!”

Ardia chuckles then apologizes to Ady, and immediately goes towards the employee's special room. Before entering, Ardia was stunned for a moment when her gaze photographed Putra and Lesti who were chatting rialy through the round glass attached to the door. Maybe this is the second time Ardia saw them ‘romantis’ like this after yesterday presented a boncery scene.

Deftly, Ardia shook her head as someone called out the maid's name. He just glanced at her while exposing smiles to his two friends. Before joining them, Ardia put down her jacket wet from the rain as the distance of her journey remained a few meters away.

“Tumben come cepet?” said Ardia while sitting next to Lesti.

“There was a call from the sky he said he wanted rain, so we, hmm .. meaning I'm the same son together, all of you make obrolin problems in the group,” reply Lesti.

Ardia nodded slowly, staring alternately at the faces of these two friends. “Oh, yes, you guys were told to studio photos,”

“Yes, even though I am not very beautiful to be a model, but, why did Mr Ghifar choose me, yes?”

The son took a short breath. “Gue to toilet first.”

Both nod. Ardia turned her face back to Lesti. “Yes, because lo it's sweet, keep your performance nice, polite, whereas lo it's spoiled really!”

Lesti chuckles. “Kalo spoiled how my mood condition is. After all, I don't want to be complicated, although basically I'm not wrong, yes I still apologize. I don't want to bother me!”

“Iya, even when Mr. Ghifar told you overtime, even though you were tired of protesting, you diem mulu then agreed, whereas others protested and they were repatriated,” said Ardia.

“Iya repatriated, after that Mr Ghifar got angry in the group then cut the salary!” Lesti chuckled at the end of his sentence. “And so far I have never done that,” he continued proudly.

Ardia paused for a moment, preparing something that had a tuft on her chest. It's a strange feeling, and it's been going on for as long as he's been working here. But all of it ended up hidden, never to be opened because of something scary even though he did not know what the fear was, and this friend also knew about this problem.

“Lo made with Putra?” cetus Ardia, doubtful.

Then Lesti turned his head with a wide gaze, voicing a sense of surprise and wonder why this friend thought so. Although he knew the answer to his curiosity, anyway, lately he was close to the Son but that does not mean they are made. This was all due to the idea of Ardia. Lesti did not know that the idea would develop like this.

“E-no, why?”

“Yes, you look familiar. In the past, you were ordinary even had many times a debate with Putra.”

“But, lo ngarep, right?”

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Just now Lesti and Putra worked for about fifteen minutes, a white car that was familiar to the eyes of employees Kejora cofee and bakery parked there. Behind a glass wall partially exposed to splashing water from the rain, all residents of Kejora cofee and bakery could see a man in a tight white shirt descending from the car.

“Lesti, Son, you guys get ready!” The man immediately told them to get ready as soon as his feet touched the floor of this place. “Ady, Nanda, you're three hours overtime!” he added when Ady and Nanda came out of the employee room there.

Lesti, Putra, Ady, and Nanda went straight into the employee's room. Ady and Nanda who had changed positions, snorted tired while taking out their work clothes.

“Hadeh! I followed you Dy! I was going to pick up my girlfriend at college, because you told me to temenin lo briefly even get rationed overtime!” spray Nanda, disappointed.

“Yes, I don't think it'll be gini!”

Lesti and Putra could only smile at the behavior of the two friends who were arguing over the overtime rationing problem. Again they should have realized that Mr. Ghifar was like that, an impromptu overtime event, and never seen anyone who had to overtime. If Mr. Ghifar's gaze is fixated on employees who come home late in the day shift, then employees in the night shift there is a need on his orders, overtime rations in return.

“What should we be ready for? We have been tidy, after all, we work for a while,” said Lesti to the Son who was also confused about what to do.

“Maybe wash your face, let it look immediately!”

Lesti immediately went into the toilet and washed his face clean of the dust mixed with his makeup. Similarly, the Son who washed his face with soap to look fresh and confident when coupled with Lesti.

Ten minutes passed, they had been preparing to do a photo shoot for the promotion where he worked. Mr. Ghifar guided the two to a visit to MRB Studio, in the middle of this drizzle.

Putra's chest was again made dusty, when Mr. Ghifar told him to stay alone with Lesti. The feeling is easily fragile and palpitating when side by side with Lesti, even when he found this news the Son's heart seemed to want to be dislodged. Ah, this one woman is very strong energy about romance.

Luckily, the studio started to slip away. Maybe because of the rain that triggers customers not to come for a photo shoot. They only waited for about fifteen minutes before being called to enter studio one that had a bright background.

Lesti was really surprised to see the photographer checking his digital camera in this room. I swear by anything, Lesti saw the appearance of the man who claimed his shuttle rights look different and so charming when he was holding the camera. A trace of guilt lay in his heart, why should he avoid the sure thing and come politely like this Billar figure?

“Sila—kan se—hereinafter.” Billar was surprised when he turned to welcome the next customer. The figure of the woman who was the only one before him took all of his focus, but, soon he was neutralized. He may not bring his personal problems to his work space, it could be off the mark then.

“Halo Sir!” greet mr Ghifar.

“Halo, good afternoon!” reply Billar friendly.

“So gini, yesterday will give us a shooting voucher. Well, we want promotional photos for the restaurant so, please yes sir?”

Billar nodded while raising his thumb. After that, please Lesti and Putra to on frame and start styling according to Billar, Ghifar sir or their initiative. What a shitty sight for Billar. Many times his chest felt bombed and exploded there as they posed quite romantic despite the theme of promotion of places and food. And behind the pose was Mr. Ghifar, inwardly wanting Billar to drive this father away violently. Really, he was very piercing his ears.

“You guys really fit! Sure you! After this promotion, our place will be crowded!” exclaim Mr. Ghifar enthusiastically make the figure of Billar grunt slowly. “Father has decided that your face will be plastered on all branches of Kejora!”

Billar could only put on a fake smile or laugh in this room. He really wants to move on and then cursed things that are not clear so that his emotions can be released. He himself did not expect to be this jealous of women who are not yet clear whether he is the foundation of his heart or not?

“Pak, later please editin too huh? I want everything to be fantastic!”

Billar nodded weakly. “OK!”

The fact that will edit all of this is not him, can-can emotions continue innate.

Oh my God, why is this?!

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