Loving Or Loved?
2. The Past Section
My teenage years have come to an end since I decided to be much more independent and take full responsibility for myself. Just a thank you for the past, in my teenage years. Because it has brought me to meet the various colors of life. Although not all bright colors are present, sometimes gray and even deep black are present. But I still thank you, for every lesson, for every memory. ~Ina az-Zahra
POV Author
"Duh, 30 minutes late. Not to mention he said the big boss' son wanted to go around today. Stomach hungry as well, aahh..it was a mess this morning." complained Qiana while running to her room.
Arriving at the room, Qiana immediately started checking her work. 2 Hours later Qiana exited the room while carrying some documents, he walked casually towards the B3 Waste storage warehouse to adjust the data his subordinates reported as the B3 Waste that RS produced would be transported by the 3rd party.
"Mom Qia, how does it look like ma'am?" Greet Qiana's subordinates who met in front of B3 Waste storage.
"Eh, Santi. Gapapa kok San just haven't had breakfast yet hehehe that was bad luck." Qiana replied with a grin.
"Well the mother, Santi thinks he's sick. It's not breakfast yet." Answer Santi.
"Yuk ah, help me check the waste that has been collected, tomorrow there will be a 3rd party who will take the waste," Invite Qiana. "Ready Ma!!!" Say Santi with spirit 45.
Within an hour Qiana and Santi had finished their work. Qiana decided to buy breakfast and brought it to her room.
"I buy food to the cafeteria first, San, later please bring the documents to my room. Thank you" Qiana said as she walked towards the canteen.
"Ready Ma'am, get it done!" Santi answered while raising his hand and placing it near the temple, following the reverence of Akmil the Santi, thought Qiana.
Qiana POV
My stomach could not be compromised anymore so I decided to buy food in the hospital cafeteria and I took it to the dining room while working, huuufft. At this hour the canteen is usually quiet because it is past breakfast, lunch hour is also still as safe as again, so will not riweh deh. My footsteps accelerated, I reached the cafeteria I met the son of the hospital owner and a man who knows who because he was sitting behind me.
I walked while weighing, whether I should reprimand Mr. Bagas or not, maybe Mr. Bagas forgot his employees like me. But if not in greeting suddenly he wants me to work here how?. Emh, yaudah deh I try to say SKSD (Sok Knew Sok Deket) little nothing.
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"Morning, Mr. Bosss." Sapa Qiana who is now standing on the back of the chair that Setya is sitting on.
"Huh, that voice. What's standing behind me is really Qia? Duh deg-degan gini" Inner Setya.
"Hey, Qi. Tumben's coming to the canteen? How safe is the waste, still adjust the same quality standard?" Bagas asked, Qiana's eyes sparkling brightly was delighted. It turned out that the son of the owner of the hospital where he worked remembered it even until Qiana knew. There is a good thing SKSD is the same boss, Qiana thought. Though all this time Qiana type of woman who is very difficult to blend with the opposite sex, maybe because Bagas including her superiors be Qiana SKSD attitude like that.
Actually Qiana and Bagas often meet at the Hospital, but the basic Qiana who always felt herself was difficult to remember people, so she behaved and thought straight without caring for others, except for his boss at work. Afraid of being fired, hihihihi.
"Sip, motherfucker. It seems like today is enough with a written report, as I can't get around to the waste chart today. Musti handling medical equipment. Nih knew me from Surabaya as it would connect with you Qi both Javanese hehehe. If you want to eat just join here do not have to hesitate." Connect Bagas while introducing Setya to Qiana.
"What exactly did I see Qiana and now behind me Qia? What is my Qia," Inner Setya.
Want to not want Setya also rise and look back. How shocked Qiana, seeing the figure she missed for 8th, ah no, not missed but avoided. Setya was no less shocked than Qiana. There is a tremendous pleasure for Setya to meet the figure he missed the most during these 8 years.
"Oh my God, why did I meet people in my past. While the heart was at peace with the wound," Inner Qiana dumbfoundedly looked at the handsome creature before her, bewildered by the situation that had suddenly dragged her consciousness inside 8 years ago.
"Haii, Qiana az-Zahra long time no see," Sapa Setya with a neutralized look on her face, while Qiana tensed up because it was not easy to hide her expression of shock.
"H.h.hai also Set" Qiana replied nervously.
"Ehm, yaudah Mr. Boss, I'll eat first. Sorry I can't join me to eat in my room, a lot of work. Continue chatting you have fun" said Qiana, as she ran towards the booth of Soto Lamongan Mbok Sum.
"Eh, I was in a hurry to rush the child. You guys know Set a long time? how do I think Qiana is a bit how rowdy see the face of the table immediately tense his face," Bagas was surprised by Qiana's behavior.
"Ehmm, that's it. He's my High School, playing, studying, studying everywhere I go. Maybe he was surprised because already 8th we never met. He's been saying since he graduated high school." Setya answered while daydreaming of his gray white time.
"Hem, if from my eyesight you guys ever have anything wrong anyway?" Ask Bagas who has begun to be in love with the past of his employees and his best friend.
"Come off the Gas" Setya said.
Setya POV
Qiana who used to be chubby with her dimples is not too dalem, which is always there when I need. Even though I am cold and tend to be rude, it is very difficult to express what I feel. Now that she's 8th she's turned into a much more mature girl, her cheeks aren't chubby. But is she still singgle at the age of 26th, most girls marry at the age of 23-25th. And did he apologize for my past mistakes. I was stupid before. If time could be turned to the past, I would correct my mistakes.
Qiana POV
So crazy to meet Setya. Where more handsome kids. My eyes are full of God, sorry. Why the child to Jakarta, where Pak Bagas knows the same child. O Lord, protect this servant of yours. Mistakes in the past, the blackest color reappears melting other colors that have been nemenin me for 8th, faded already.
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This is my first story, I hope you like it. Please give the input yes, so the author can fix it. Thank you, for those who like the same author support. 💙
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