LOVE WITHOUT SPACE

DIAMONDS THAT ARE NOT CONSIDERED

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“Wah I can not give my phone number Sir,” Komang Ayu refused the request of two men from Kalimantan and West Java.

“I want to have a personal relationship with you Komang. Don't limit yourself and don't be rigid using my word like that.”

“Sorry can't Sir. I am here only his assistant Mr. Mukti, so I have no personal affairs with anyone.” Komang Ayu continued to dodge.

“OK I will ask for your number to Mukti directly. If necessary I will ask Mukti to allow you to be my secretary,” replied one of the two gallant men.

“Please Sir, if indeed Mr. Mukti gives. Sorry I do not want to get into trouble if Mr. Mukti knows I spread my phone number for personal matters,” said Komang.

‘*This great, Komang Ayu, he really does not want to be involved personal*,’ said Trisno. Trisno clearly heard all of that because she was standing behind Komang Ayu. It's lunch hour now. All are welcome self service.

“You didn't have lunch?” trisno asks Mukti when he returns to the meeting room and meets Wayan and Mukti.

“I just ate with Wayan,” replied Mukti.

“Oh pantes Komang Ayu alone, he was chased by two men who asked for his phone number also wanted him to be his personal secretary. But Komang does not love because he does not want any personal business here. But if later outside he is willing to move to work yes can be anyway.”

“Great your assistant, I salute him. Many fans here in addition to the two people earlier there are also some people who are acquainted with him.”

“I'm sure that he's the reckless type his phone number will instantly be spread here.” Trisno meant it.

“Honey his employer doesn't care about him. He was left alone in a location that is foreign to him, when he should not be a meeting participant,” said Wayan.

“Still good he can survive with foreign scope. If I were the boss, I'd be protected. Hopefully he received a job offer from a fan who said he would make Komang Ayu work according to office hours from 08.00 to 17.00 from Monday to Friday only. Not like now whose working hours are uncertain and do not know how many calculations melt outside of working hours,” said Trisno while returning to tem\[pat sitting before lunch.

Mukti felt shot with the words of Trisno just now, he did let Ayya in a land that was all foreign. Like letting Komang Ayu get lost in the wilderness with no way out.

After eating Komang Ayu go to the mushola, he cleans himself and prays there until the specified time limit to enter again.

\*‘*He went where* yes from earlier I searched for kok.’ \*in Mukti while celingak celinguk.

Mukti doesn't look in mushola because it doesn't think Ayya is there. Mukti salat first before eating. So he did not think back again, while Komang ate first new prayers so indeed they were at odds on the road.

‘*He hasn't returned*?’ write Mukti to Wayan.

‘*You see for yourself that the seat next to me is still empty. Why do you ask, yes definitely have not returned lah*,’ Wayan replied to the message that Mukti sent.

‘She where?’ ask Mukti next.

\*‘Where do I know? I don't have the number and I ate with you. He will you take off eating alone, yes I do not know where he is at this time,’ \* replied Wayan.

Mukti finally called Komang Ayu's mobile number. Unfortunately Komang Ayu number is busy can not be called by Mukti.

\*‘Surely she is dating again,’ \*Mukti thought furiously because her number Komang Ayu was busy talking.

\*‘You where and what is busy again?’ \*write the evidence he finally decided to send a message because he could not contact Ayu.

Before long Mukti saw Ayya enter the room, his face was fresh because of ablution. Not finished dancing but Mukti thought Ayya had finished applying her makeup back because she already had many fans in this room.

“Where to?” asked Wayan while whispering.

“I am from mushola Kak, out of prayer,” Ayya replied as she pulled out her laptop from the backpack and started to turn it back on.

“Kok late?” Wayan is still digging for information.

“I got a call from Papaku, we chatted for a while.”

“Oh so. You want to go home to Badung?”

“Iya Kak, next week we, I mean Mr. Mukti will return to Bali after his sister's proposal from Jakarta. So I'm going home to Badung too because Mr. Mukti gave permission.”

“Good,” says Wayan. They were busy with the meeting that day.

After talking on the phone with his father earlier Ayya saw there was an unanswered call from Mukti as well as a written message. He immediately entered the room because he felt no need to answer the message. He knew it was wrong, to be late in the meeting room a few minutes.

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