
In the afternoon, all the employees almost went home. There were only a few janitors who had to finish their duties before going home, where Brandon was pensive in the waiting chair, waiting for his lover who still had to finish his duties.
"Did you love me? Like she's not."
"If she loves me, where was she when I was in an accident? Even if he doesn't know I was in an accident because of his favorite child, at least looking for or following me here, right?"
"Aahhh, I don't know let it go." muttered Brandon, but it could still be heard by Marsya who had just come near her lover.
"Darling.." Call her, strange call as gentle as that but able to make Brandon who was daydreaming was surprised.
"You surprised me, baby."
"Aglamorous how? I just called you, because you were daydreaming. What's wrong with you, there's a problem?" Ask Marsya.
"No, baby, let's go home.."
"Come on, don't cover anything from me dear." persuaded Marsya, he knew his man was not okay.
"So again yuk or nyeblak that, later I while the story." Bring Brandon, Marsya nodded in agreement.
They went to the parking lot with their hands clasped together, clutching each other.
"Since that day, I never saw Adi again. Where's that guy?" Brandon asked, his hands busy wearing a helmet on Marsya's head.
"It's been a week that he hasn't been to work, he said, ill-treated."
"Opo pain anyway?" Ask Brandon.
"Tiffus said, but don't know." Marsya answered, then climbed slowly onto Brandon's matic motorbike and hugged the man.
"Ohh, kirain out that.."
"No, but I don't know if there hasn't been any further notice from Marina's mother. Even if he comes out, I think he's a complete fool." Marsya.
"Why is that?"
"You go into a company as big as AM Group is not an easy thing that, even his OB salary can only make the next two months, even though it's just a janitor, not to mention if you get tips." Answer Marsya.
"Yes, our superiors are royal as employees. It is difficult to find what is like in the modern era like this."
Marsya just nodded her head at Brandon's back, she was very lucky to be among the luckiest people who could enter a company as big as AM Group, owned by Elgar Wijaya.
Long enough to drive, they finally arrived at the meatball stall yesterday.
"What's addictive?" Asked Marsya ignorant, seeing Brandon so enthusiastic when ordering.
"Yes who.." answered him while grinning. Marsya just shook her head, the man turned so timid since being with her.
"So what exactly are you?" Ask Marsya again.
"My father's missing without a trace, I don't know if he's alive or not."
"Even Raka's bang men with Mr. El have been living in the USA, but the results are nil. No information whatsoever, you're missing." Brandon.
"So morning I had a nightmare that, I saw you again running in the middle of the forest and behind him a lot of people dressed as soldiers or mafia that's chasing you again."
"Oh so this is what made you planga-plongo from earlier?" ask Marsya.
"Hooh, I don't know what else to do. So his mind kept on."
"I know it won't be easy, as easy as saying it. But, believe it or not I experienced it myself. Where I saw with my own eyes my father was doing a curse with the widow who lived in the village next door, without capital. They do such disgusting things in the neighbor's cow shed." Marsya sighed heavily.
"You can imagine for yourself how disappointed and hurt my heart was, back then? The father who had to be a role model for his children instead did nothing very embarrassing, even Nia was still three years old at that time."
"After that dad left, until now I don't know where. Whether alive or dead, I don't know there's any information. But all was not done, after doing something embarrassing, father went and left a debt so great, that it made Mama sick to this day."
"So the point is, life has to be lived dear. Don't get hung up on a problem, every problem there's a solution to solve it, don't give up, keep looking." Marsya said with a wry smile.
The look of her disappointment face was still so obvious on her pretty face, she had tried to forget all her, but still all came overshadowing her. Moreover, the betrayal of the father to his mother, making him hate the figure of a man.
"I'm sorry, baby, I don't know if your life story is more bitter."
"What's wrong, life taught me to keep going, because there's no back. Keep living." answered Marsya. Brandon holds Marsya's hand, he knows her lover looks strong on the outside, but inside she is very fragile.
Until the handle had to be detached when his meatball order came.
"I'm sorry, sorry about that." Said the meatball brother.
"How many times bang, just relax."
"His girlfriend?"
"Ralat bang, my fiancee Marsya." This time Brandon spoke up.
"Wahh, is he engaged? Congratulations, may the lasting relationship and quickly up the guarantee yes." Said his brother bakso praying, this stall is a subscription of Marsya so his meatball brother is familiar with Marsya.
"Thank you for the prayer bang."
"Together, enjoy.." the meatball brother left because someone bought it again.
Brandon and Marsya soon eat meatballs with red sauce that is still steaming it with his greed.
Just a few minutes both bowls were already toilet, clean with the gravy. Brandon pays for his meatballs, and goes to drive his lover home.
Brandon stopped the pace of his motorcycle in his girl's yard neatly. As usual, she will also stop by for a while at her lover's house, just chatting with her future mother-in-law or her future sister-in-law.
Just now Brandon was sitting his butt in the chair, his phone was ringing a lot.
Brandon took the phone out of his pants pocket, and saw who called him, messing up the atmosphere.
Bang Raka's.
"Ngapain's brother callin mulu, why ya?" Brandon murmured, making the new Marsya bring a cup of tea frowned in wonder. How not, Brandon held his phone but it rang, but not in the lift.
"That's the phone's sound, pick up the dong times is important."
Brandon shifted the green icon, and the voice across the phone instantly made Brandon jump in shock.
"W-what? Where's brother?"
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