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Eighties

I finished making a cup of coffee when I found Mas Alvin staring at me at the pantry door.

"Mas Alvin?" I was confused because the man looked sharp. Even so, there is still politeness behind it. "You want to make drinks too?"

He's nodding. "Come, we're sitting here." The point is in the pantry.

"I–" I'd like a drink on my desk, that's my original intention.

"Once we hang out together." Mas Alvin's slightly pushy voice was the first time I heard it. And I'm definitely not too good to refuse it.

"You're dating Kenneth, the big boss's son?" he asked as we sat in front of the table.

"Huh?" That question I never expected. It can be said that we have not been familiar all this time. Although often together in a desk during rest hours, but we are stiff with each other. Whether he is quiet, or I am too embarrassed because I am still a new employee, both rarely interact if not the most important thing. And I was just being polite to him.

But now I know where the talk is going. It's just that I still can't guess based on what until he or maybe even the people of one office find out.

"I saw you get into his car yesterday. And I know for a fact that it's Kenneth's car."

Oh so.

I responded with a thin smile. I'd better have to confirm right away that Kenneth and I are just close friends. Yeah, let it be. Until my heart clearly wants it how. Because my conversation with Ken seems like a waste. Both Ken and Reiki wanted me. Am I too smart? I hope yes. But in fact I saw seriousness in both of them.

Just as I was about to open my voice, the man said again, "I also saw you when he picked you up ..."

I waited for his sentence to hang it. But then he looked awkward as he held his nape and flashed a smile at me.

"Hm, I mean, is that true?"

"I'm .." I shouldn't have any obligation to explain anything to him. But, "I'm Deket same Ken," I said flat. okay, that's enough.

He nodded in understanding and did not say further what was inside his head at this moment.

Silence enveloped us so that the thing both me and him did was to just focus on our drinks.

"Then .." his voice soon seized my attention from my own coffee mug. I stared and waited for him to continue his sentence. "I want to be your best friend too."

How deh?

Yes, I digest and fixate on the sentence. I wondered what the meaning behind the question was. Or maybe I'm a pity again?

"Can?"

Of course I nodded. Why we should not be friends – by ignoring the word 'near'– because in fact we are colleagues office, right?!

"Byeah, Mas. I'm glad to be considered friends of the same–"

"I mean .. I want to get to know you more closely, Ra. I've been honestly interested in you since I first met."

Seriously, again I fixated on making it. What the hell does this mean? Did Alvin have a crush on me?

If I may tell you, this guy next to me looks pretty sweet. His calm figure was the opposite of Ken who was cheerful and could not stay still. His nose is sharp, and his eyes are round. His skin color was somewhat dark when compared to Ken, but it could not be called brown either.

Aissh, why do I always compare him to Ken? Clearly distant. Ken is an artist who needs and always has a lot of care. Mas Alvin is an ordinary office worker.

If I were to estimate, Mas Alvin might be as tall as Ken. Tuh, 'kan ... Ken again.

But ...

It was just my bias assessment of the people in the office. Not because I'm interested in seeing cogans or anything like that. If he has a crush on me, then what do I do now? Be present.

Nice dong, Ra, there are other options that commoners. Who knows success!

Well, that was just my little conscience voice that I considered flirtatious. Yes, flirtatious. How can I think of another man when my problems with the two Maheswara people have not been resolved.

Oh gosh.

I sighed and sipped some more of the coffee I could still enjoy.

However, the sound of someone entering the pantry area made me and Mas Alvin turn his head. My eyes instantly widened as I recognized that person. The one who always wears his black suit and stands alert in front of me. Still well preserved in my memory of his figure who often tested my patience some time ago.

"Who?" whispered Mas Alvin near me.

Why is that guy here? This isn't even his boss's office building. Oh, my God, my gut feeling is bad.

.

.

"Where can this be?" I couldn't take it when the man walked me to the elevator. Even my bag was fortified and I was embarrassed when Abel had asked but I ignored it. Even Mas Anjas and the others were also unable to explain who this gentleman who was forcing me politely was.

Yes, Johan was very polite with the name Om Damar who said he had given me permission to go home.

Johan did not answer. He must have just always answered that he was just running errands.

Geez, I don't know when my life is calm.

"If until I'm fired, it's Mas's fault, Om, Mr. Johan," I whispered sharply. I no longer have the face to be the center of everyone's attention. I'm also still not consistent in calling these Reiki confidants with what's right. Bodo time.

"No, Non."

"No indeed. But I'll resign out of shame. Got the same scandal as the boss's son and his cousin. Oh my gosh, this is making my head hurt."

Elevator door opens. Johan waited for me to enter first. Then he followed behind me.

"Where are we going?" just pissed. But I knew that man would not answer. Then I continued my grumbling. "Although there is need to be the same me, the boss of Mr. Johan should be able to understand when the hours of my work return." I leaned against the elevator wall with resignation. "It's still early morning blind. This was supposed to be in the starting hours of work, and he destroyed it instead. Goody. After this, Ken came along as well. World war on them! Letit."

What kind of life is this? It'll always be a mess if I keep near Maheswara. The best way for my life to be normal again is to stay away. Staying away from the source of the problem is the solution.

But, uh,

heart objected.

Perhaps, in order that my heart may not object, I must resolve it. Yeah, it seems like it. One by one, I had to solve these problems before the elders of Maheswara knew about it and made my life even more miserable.

...---...

What the fuck? The big boss was leisurely sitting at a restaurant for breakfast, if I had not mistaken. Because in his hand currently there is a cup of – drinks that I make sure kopi– is also some dishes typical healthy breakfast menu Reiki.

He looked at me calmly as my tangled face retorted back while occupying a chair violently.

"I want to ally myself with a grandma" I said tightly. "I want to be a spy so that Janeta's fiancee doesn't cheat."

Reiki smiled slightly in response. He looked at me intently while sipping his drink then slowly

Whahuh? I've had coffee.

A waiter placed a cup of tea and a plate of sandwiches in front of me.

"I've had breakfast."

"I haven't."

"It's none of my business."

"Honey, breakfast," said gently. He ignored my frustration. And it made my head feel smoky.

I started thinking about moving the country so as not to get involved with the Maheswara family. Unfortunately, I am poor. Where's the cost of living to be in a country of people, right?!

Uhh, I'm frustrated.

I bite the bread rough with one hand propping my cheek. Because I was reluctant to stare at the man who unlucky still got the top spot in my heart.

Maddened. Zura's crazy.

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