LOVE THE EXPATRIATE

6. Ratih Sekar Anjani's

Edward left Mikaila's apartment at 10am after finishing breakfast. He ate a sandwich filled with tuna and a cup of coffee with Mikaila. The man decided to go straight to the office because he had already cleaned his body in Mikaila's apartment. He did not need to change his clothes in his apartment. This is not a work day. I won't meet anyone there, he thought.

Arriving at the office, the man headed straight for his room. Looks like the lobby area and employee room is quiet. Adrian's room next to his room was also sealed shut. He instantly turned on the all-in-one computer on the table. Suddenly his smartphone creaked as Edward was preparing some documents for him to bring tomorrow. A call from Adrian.

“Good morning, Mr. Edward. Sorry if I interrupted your day off. Do you have an agenda today, Mr?” adrian's voice came from across.

“Good morning too, Adrian. Coincidentally I was in the office preparing some documents that I will bring tomorrow to Bandung.”

“Oh what a coincidence. I was also at the outlet. There are clients who would like to meet you here.”

“Client?” Edward frowned. “I have no appointments meeting with anyone today.”

“Oh is okay, Sir. This is not an official meeting. Can I go there now, sir?"

“Ok, please. See you at the office.”

Edward ended the conversation while swearing in his heart. Why not show it first? How can meet a client with a flannel shirt and denim pants like this cowherd?

Turns out Adrian came with a appearance that is no less casual. But it still does not remove the image of a metrosexual man from himself. Grey polo shirt t-shirt combined with blue jeans and sneakers.

It's good he didn't wear a suit today, Edward thought.

But to his surprise, someone who came with the man and who he called the client earlier. A woman wears a long-sleeved shirt with a low neck. The short pants he was wearing were enough to expose his level legs. His long hair he pinched originally dangled a few strands of children's hair on his neck. While on his shoulder was a branded bag. He smiled at Edward.

Edward was no stranger to the woman's face. The man had seen it but he had forgotten where.

“Include, he is Mr. Edward Anderson, the new grandmanager of Zafora Indonesia.” Adrian said to the woman and then turned to Edward.

“It's nice to meet you, Mr. Edward.” the woman is experiencing.

“Thank you.” said Edward returned the greeting and let them sit on the sofa.

“Mr Edward, this is Miss Anjani Adinegoro, she is a brand ambassador for Zafora Indonesia.” Adrian's turn to introduce the woman to Edward.

Edward remembered now. It turns out this woman whose picture is in the baner of their product at the outlet.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Edward, yesterday I couldn't attend a meeting with you, I had a photo shoot in Bali" she explained why she didn't attend yesterday.

"Because last night Mr. Adrian said that you will make a visit to the area for up to several days, so I took the time to meet you today.”

“Ouh. It, okay. I met with your manager yesterday. I've also seen your portfolio, and I think you're a professional model, Miss Anjani.”

Edward's estimate is not wrong. As a model, Anjani is indeed a professional. The proof, the sales graph increased in almost every branch when he was officially joined by Zafora.

It turns out that the woman who has a hobby of traveling was born with the name Ratih Sekar Anjani. His father was a batik businessman in Solo city and there are still relatives with the Surakarta Palace. In order to realize his goals as a famous model, he must be willing to be away from his family and live independently in Jakarta since the age of 18 years. Last year she was named “Look of the Year” by a fashion magazine in Jakarta. Because of that achievement, Adrian recommended the model to Mrs. Elena to become Zafora product ambassador. When Edward asked what his unfulfilled wish was, he simply replied diplomatically.

But even though it was beautiful, somehow it felt Edward was less care with the woman. Unlike when he met Mikaila first. Like there is no sincerity possessed by Anjani. But the man hoped that if only the feeling he felt was only subjective.

“Where else are you going, Mister?” adrian asked Edward who was putting some files and a hard disk in a brown envelope.

“It looks like nothing. Maybe I'll go back to the apartment.” The answer.

“Because it's already noon, how about you we invite you to find lunch? We introduce you to Indonesian specialties.” said Anjani offer.

Edward turned to Adrian as if asking for an opinion and was replied with a nod.

“Bby. I am also curious about the hang out places in this city.” said the man received an offer.

After finishing the paperwork, Edward took the two of them away.

“Oh yes, but can you guys later in the afternoon accompany me to the gym? It's been two weeks I'm not fitness.” pinta Edward to Adrian who walks beside him.

“By once, Sir. Later we will recommend a suitable fitness place for you?” adrian said while nodding.

He turned to Anjani who was walking behind them as his eyes beckoned. The woman nodded with a smile.

After discussing briefly in the car, they finally agreed to choose a place to eat at a restaurant that serves traditional menus in the Menteng area. For Edward, Anjani recommended him soto betawi and roasted taliwang chicken. For himself who was on a diet, he simply ordered a salad without a mayonnaise dressing and a bottle of mineral water.

While Adrian, because his stomach was very Indonesian, he ordered white rice and a bowl of rawon. Complete with sambal, salted eggs, and pulmonary rempeyek.

While eating, they discussed many things. Starting fashion trends that will be booming next year, human rights violations in Myanmar, to the problem of Indonesian politics. In his heart, Edward admired Anjani who had great insight. The model was always able to keep up with the chatter of each Edward jumping from one topic to another.

At least they both kept the promise to Edward to accompany him fitness. Adrian enlists his boss to a fairly elite gym in the Grand Jakarta Land superblock. But because his assistant already has an important agenda, then Edward is only fitnes alone with Anjani.

While Edward was training his arm muscles, he saw Anjani smiling at him while running on the treadmill. Again, he praised the woman. Anjani is a professional model. He can be invited in everything.

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