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I got off the online motorcycle a while ago. My eyes were watching the tall building looming before me right now. There is still fifteen minutes before eight o'clock requested by om Damar— his papa Kenneth.

Speaking of Kenneth, the handsome artist is currently likely on his way to Bogor to shoot. Or maybe he has arrived. I don't know. He hasn't even told me anymore. He also did not tell me the details of the location. Bogor only. At dawn he just told me he was ready to go. And he asked me if I changed my mind or not. Of course not. Although I don't know if my decision is correct or not, but yes. I should try it. What is my title if it does not begin to be used. I mean science. It's an opportunity I don't seem to be missing.

In short, entering into a company through a boss a.k.a who has a company, very very smooth road that I went through. Not many procedures or wait here and there, apparently I was immediately welcome to a room. There has been waiting for me one part of HRD and welcomes me quite well. After submitting the necessary documents, formalities interview, then I was immediately accepted to work today.

Waw.

The power of insiders is so great. Plus the insider who brought me was the top officer of this company, and I was close to his only child anyway. It's no surprise that this treatment I got. Eh but make no mistake, I would never intend to feel special in the slightest. It never will. It's not my style that likes to take advantage of the situation. I have been given an easy way to get a job, I am very grateful. So I will try to accept this with good intentions and good behavior as well.

I don't know how many times I've submitted a job application, but it's all for nothing. Not yet, rather it has not come to fruition even though it was just an interview call. Ck, this is my fate. It is difficult to find a job when you are a scholar. And I was once part of a hungry locker finder.

But now ..., finally my sustenance came too. Get a job even if it's just an ordinary employee. Do I wish I had a position? The boss's son-in-law is that? Eh?

What the hell, Zuraa ...

I'm happy too. The vow. But ... the happiness on my first day accepted to work, easily evaporated. How not, now suddenly a sense of restlessness that enveloped my heart.

The world is narrow. I'm sure my eyes haven't mistakenly recognized the person I currently see sitting at the table. His expensive suit, well-groomed hair and reading glasses are the perfect package for an adult man whose— is pretty much his description. Forget that! Forget that I was ever that close to him. Forget, Ra! That's the past.

My eyes widened in disbelief. Then I immediately got off the chair and crouched under the table with a little discomfort. That's because I'm wearing a knee-length skirt right now.

"What are you doing, Azzura?"

Abel, a fellow new employee here who now looks astonished looks at me. The difference is, Abel has started working since a week ago. And it just so happens that we are in the same division.

"Ah— oh.... that's okay anyway," I scratched my non-itchy nape. "I-it's just–" what is it? Think spit, Ra. "My leg's like it was bitten by an ant. Hehe .. yes so." I hope my stupid reason just got accepted by the girl.

Apparently Abel nodded small.

I'm breathing out. "I go to the toilet first, Bel,"

"okay."

In a hurry I immediately eliminated myself from this canteen area. And my goal is really to go to the toilet.

Why is he here?

That was my reflection after arriving in front of the mirror that was in the ladies' room. I washed my hands that were not dirty, and thought hard about my fate.

Why would I find Reiki here?

I remember exactly where Reiki's office was. And it's clear it's not here. Why do I see him here too? What kind of destiny is this?

Even if the man is having business in this company —most likely— but why should in this cafeteria? Abel said that this canteen is usually only visited by lower employees like those who still need a lot of sloping prices in buying food. The term they used was the canteen of commoners. Another case with the higher-ups who more often use the canteen on the 31st floor. The canteen of the sultans was the nickname for the upper class canteen. In accordance with the contents of the wallets of the visitors, of course.

It's macabre. I'm goosebumps. Could he be here? Meet him again? I really didn't expect at all. Then how am I supposed to move on if he's a wara wiri near me again?

Oh don't ever forget her status, Ra ...

Okay, enough. I just have to act like normal, right?! There's no need to look like I'm familiar, and just be polite if you accidentally look into the eye, and then respect as necessary. Whatever position he's in here, or whatever business he's in this company. Because I will not forget that Reiki is the nephew of om Damar.

Back to the canteen I looked as much as possible for a gap to be invisible to Reiki who was currently occupying a table with two other people. Coincidentally, the chair I had occupied was now filled by Mas Anjas, one of the old employees in the marketing division. He sat by Abel's side, while the other Alvin sat across from Abel. Then I filled the remaining one seat.

"Oh please, Mas," I replied as warmly as possible. Another with mas Anjas who is a type of female teaser, then the Alvin mas is the opposite. The man who looked handsome was more calm and mature than his friend. That's been my penilan since this morning. And Alvin just smiled at me.

"Mas Anjas, who's that cute over there?" abel asked slowly. But it managed to make me curious about the figure that Abel meant.

Anjas turned his head in the direction that my friend pointed. But I kept looking. Because the direction Abel pointed was in the direction I was heading. I was obviously worried when I turned my head and found Reiki who discovered my existence.

I'm kege-eran? Just think of it that way.

"Oh that. One of the shareholders here," said Mas Anjas with a slower voice, as if worried if his voice could be heard in the person he was talking about. The cafeteria is quite crowded at the moment. "That's Reiki's sir his name,"

Apparently Abel asked Reiki. Oh gosh.

"It is still the nephew of the great boss Mr. Damar Barata," continued Anjas. "He rarely comes here. Don't know why today he came and hung out in our macem canteen. Ck, that's weird. Unusually. It's weird, Vin?"

Alvin just sniffed his shoulders. "As much as he does."

"Yes yes. It's up to him. It's just not ordinary."

I swallowed the hard-earned soto that had been around ever since I got back from the toilet. I wouldn't guess the no-no. It's just .. the existence of the man in a distance not far from me is always able to make my heart stingy.

Penance, Zura ... don't think he continues. Fiancee of the tuh!

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Five o'clock past twenty-five minutes I've been waiting for the elevator to come down. Yes, now is the time to go home. Apart from the existence of Reiki this afternoon in the canteen— which fortunately there was no drama meeting between me and dia— then the rest I went through today was quite a relief and fun. In a sense, in the end I have gotten the job I want now. Although the name works it is nothing that is not exhausting, but I am grateful about today.

Open elevator. I who was in the front row immediately stepped in towards the back. As a new employee, I should be a bit of a pull over because I do not know other employees well.

But, after I was in the elevator,

Loh, why don't they come in too?

Strange, some of the people who were in line with me earlier did not step into the elevator. Wh why? Is something wrong?

I'm rattled. But I don't know who to ask? Or just talk about something. Because of the fact that none of them I know. My divisional people have gone home first of course. Because I stopped by the toilet long enough and was busy cleaning up the soto sauce stains on my shirt. Okay, that's an embarrassing story for my first day at work. I was careless even accidentally hit the soto sauce on my own shirt.

My reflexes lowered to make sure the stain on my clothes on the chest was enough to attract the attention of others or not. Though I tried to clean it earlier, but the yellow stain was still there.

Oh, I won't use it again for next. But that doesn't mean I'll throw it away either. This will be a dress in my memory category on my first day of work.

I lifted my head when I realized that the elevator door was closed. I'm just alone? Ah apparently not. It turned out that there was someone who was currently standing on my back, one step ahead of me.

It did not take long when then the owner of the sturdy body turned to face me.

Die me.

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