Looking for Your Lost Traces

Looking for Your Lost Traces
Proposal.



This morning Mark was preparing to propose to his beloved. He made a plan to apply for Hernita in their company because Hernita worked as a financial manager at the company that Markus led. Then Markus asked for help from other employees, and not long after that, one of his employees immediately told him that Hernita had arrived.


"Sir, Miss Hernita has arrived at the office".


"Alright, all of you please prepare. And Linda, where's the guy?".


"here's sir".


"What about the flowers? Have you prepared it?" but Linda even restlessly lowered her head to make Markus repeat his question. "What's wrong? Why didn't you answer my question?".


"I'm sorry sir. The flowers that I have ordered until now have not come also master" Linda replied increasingly bowing her head and increasingly feeling very guilty to her superior.


Hearing Linda's reply, Markus was furious and yelled at Linda. "Are you playing Linda? How can the work that I ordered you to do from yesterday not be able to do well?".


"I'm sorry sir forgive me. I'm really very sorry" Linda saw her other colleagues were so very disappointed in her. And he could only look down with tears at the instantaneous anger on Mark's face.


"Call now also the person you ordered the bouquet. I don't want to know, before Hernita gets here, I want the flowers to come. No exception!" Markus used a deadly phrase, but Linda kept saying yes.


"Okay sir, I'll call that guy again".


Then Linda a little away from them and she immediately contacted the person who was none other than her own best friend.


"Ura Hallo. Where are you now? You can't get here soon? Mr. Markus was already furious that the flower had arrived too late. Her boyfriend has arrived".


"I'm on Linda's way. Please be patient, the streets are so jammed. Do you know if every morning the road is always jammed? Please tell that boss of yours to wait a little longer. And it looks like I'll be in your office soon".


"Ok, I'll wait for you".


"Mmmm, Thank you Linda".


Then Linda saw Markus running towards the elevator, the person she approached was Hernita the idol. After that he saw Markus bringing Hernita back into the elevator and he knew that Markus was trying to buy time.


"Good morning, dear. Have you had breakfast? I'm guessing you haven't had breakfast" Markus smiled sweetly and it made Hernita frown and feel like there was something odd about him.


"Tumben you want breakfast in the cafeteria? Not as usual".


Markus then embraced Hernita's waist, "So I once loved me" he replied shortly after that the elevator door opened. Both of them immediately came out of the elevator to the cafeteria on the second floor. Then told Hernita to sit down and ask what she wanted to eat. But Hernita refused and replied that he had breakfast from home.


"You're Markus, I'll accompany you to the end".


"Well, you don't want breakfast, honey?".


"No, you're just. Let's hunt in the message. It's 8 o'clock past loh, it's not good that an employee like me is late to enter".


"Then you order it for me, baby. I'm going to the toilet for a second yeah".


"Yes, go" said Hernita ordering for her.


And in the toilet, Markus pulled out his cell phone, and he called the secretary again. "Hows it? Has the flower arrived?".


"Sorry sir, the flowers haven't come yet. But he's on his way here, sir, and soon he'll be there....


Markus turns off his phone before Linda finishes her answer. He looked very upset, and thought how if he had finished breakfast later the flowers had not come.


15 Minutes into the toilet, Markus came back out. But as he was about to walk towards the cafeteria, he suddenly saw a woman running towards him carrying a bouquet of flowers that looked so big that she did not see her own way. Until the fate happened to him, without knowing he even stepped on a shoelace that made him fall into Mark's arms.


"LUSTY!" said the woman saw a bouquet of flowers that she carried scattered above the sky made her immediately want to scream hysterically pushing the body of Mark who had helped her. "Aarrrkkh... My flowers!".


Then Mark asked him, "Who is this flower for?".


The woman did not answer, she cried even more to see the flower she was carrying was crushed on the floor.


"Well... Didn't you hear me?".


"How can I answer you while the flowers I carry are destroyed like this... Now what am I supposed to do? I'm sure Linda won't be willing to accept this ruined flower again.hiks..".


"Linda?".


"Mmmmm, do you know him?".


"Oh so you're the florist he ordered?".


The woman immediately looked at Markus and looked at him with a sad look. "Are you the one who ordered my flowers?".


Markus smiled with a grin.


"This sir, I give this flower to you and please forgive my mistake".


"What's? You gave this ruined flower to me? Have you gone crazy?".


He bowed his head, "I beg you, please accept this flower and forgive me what I just did. hyks..".


"Well" Markus immediately saw the surroundings seeing the employees looking at him. "Well, don't think I'm going to take that flower again. You'd better take the flower away right now" Markus left, but the woman immediately held Mark's ankle with tears in her eyes. "Disconnect no?".


"don't want. I won't let go of my hand before master buys this flower.. Please sir, please love me".


Mark took a breath, though, he was embarrassed also seen like that by the employees in the company until finally Markus received the flowers as well and did not forget to pay for it so the woman smiled happily wipe away her tears.


"Thank you, sir, thank you very much".


Then Linda who saw him immediately ran to him, and asked him where the flower was and why he had not seen anything carried by it.


"I'm sorry Linda".


"What's?".


"I've given the flower to this man" he hung a picture of Markus on his phone screen. "Hhhmc... But everything...


"What do you mean Ura?".


"Here you go, I don't want to tell you this anymore. I'd better go home, and then my boss can get mad if I stay here".


"But you haven't answered my question".


"I'm sorry".