MY LEANING

S2-Lift...

Reyhan stared intently at the blank screen of his phone with no sign of a call or message from Lyra.

"Well! It turned out to be just that, until when I waited to see you love me. Love me like I love you" Reyhan murmured.

"Excuse me Den, the communications department said an investor named Mr. Rudolf wanted to meet Aden. Is Aden ready?" Redro who just entered submitted a file containing the profile of the figure he just said just now.

"Have you read it?" ask Reyhan without touching the file.

"Already Den," Redro answered briefly.

"So if you were me, would you be willing to meet him?" ask Reyhan again.

"Yes Den."

"Then schedule our meeting" Reyhan replied, leaning his body against his rocking chair.

Redro nodded and walked out of the room.

The tring!!!

A message went to Reyhan's medium-sized tablet, seeing Lyra's name he quickly opened it. And it's true that Lyra sent her a portrait of herself and some messages aimed at Reyhan.

Lyra: Honey, I have no words of pearl

so that you may forgive me, but as long as my breath is still blowing and my heart is beating I will try to pray by slipping your name. I love you♥.

Reyhan was silent, he noticed the portrait of his wife wearing open clothes with simple makeup but looking very pretty.

Tok!!! Tok!!!

Someone knocked on Reyhan's door, thinking it was Redro, Reyhan immediately told him to come in.

"Excuse me sir, I'm here to show you my design today." Vica entered and gave a file containing a picture of his clothing design.

Reyhan put up a sharp eye, he looked at the file roughly.

"Is this my job? Am I responsible for this? If this is my job then why would I hire you!" reyhan shouted with a flushed face.

"My-me...."

"Stop approaching me, we're not close people. And don't come to me!" This time Reyhan was really angry, his hands clenched like one who wanted to punch.

Vica got up from her seat, she picked up the paper strewn across the floor, accompanied by tears running down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry, sir, excuse me." Walk out of Reyhan's room.

Reyhan rubbed his hair rough, his anger still not being vented.

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Jakarta. INDONESZIAN.

08.00 WIB

"Miss, this is a supply of bibik-made squid sauce. Fear during the flight Miss hungry but the food is not good so this can add to Miss's lust later." One of the ARTs gave a mini glass jar filled with sambal to Lyra.

"Thank you Bik, this is so good. Where did you bik Sum go? I didn't see it" asked Lyra.

"Bik Sum was not feeling well but had been taken to the doctor. Bik Sum bik Na mind bias, oh yes this Sum nitip bik to make Na ginseng dry." Give me another jar.

"Dark! Oh yes if there will be a call from Reyhan do not pick up. I want to make a surprise. I left first, Bik, "Smiling when the three ARTs catapulted their arms to Lyra's body.

"Please take care of Na and our magical boy Miss." Shed tears.

"Here, calm down. Don't think about anything just focus on Bik Sum" said Lyra.

"Excuse me Miss, the car has been prepared and Mr. Erick has just been delivered to the driver" said Mr. Mat.

Lyra nodded, she and Siska walked out to the car that had been stuck in the front yard followed by the three ART.

"It's all complete, we're leaving!" exclaimed Erick who had first entered Reyhan's car.

Lyra and Siska got into the car, waved their hands out the window and were answered with a wave of ART hands while wiping tears. The car drove quickly chasing the time of departure of the plane.

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"According to Google, the distance from Jakarta to America takes 24 hours. Ah tired?" Siska leaned her back against the seat available on the plane.

"It's quiet, brother, later we stop in Dubai not directly to America. After all we will sit in the first class does not feel really," Erick replied with a smile hearing Siska's complaint.

"I don't know Rick, I just got on a plane this time. If Siska mah has often yes Sis," said Lyra then glanced towards Siska.

"Yes, but at most two to three hours but if twenty-four hours mah can die stiff this body." Fiddling with the mini screen attached in front of him.

"So we leave at 08.40 to Dubai at least 16.40 according to our hours anyway but if Dubai clock is still at 12.40 because Indonesia's time span is three hours faster than Dubai" Erick explained.

"So from Jakarta to Dubai takes eight hours dong" Siska said after calculating Erick's explanation of the time travel with his finger.

"Yups exactly right, pretty brother." Thumbs up.

"That means that from Dubai to America takes sixteen hours dong." Lyra chiming.

"Yes right, but we don't know the current state of Dubai, hopefully it will not delay so we can leave as soon as possible and arrive quickly too!" erick exclaimed while moving his body so happy to meet Reyhan.

"I'm the laziest one whose name is delay" Siska replied as she snatched away her annoyance.

Baby, be patient I'll come. Inner Lyra while smiling stared at Reyhan's portrait on her phone screen.

Washington DC's. UNITED STATES'S.

20.00 PM

Reyhan walked back and forth indescribably uneasiness on his face. Anxiety struck the teenager, thinking of his wife who never gave news.

"Why not active? What's he doing there? Oh God, I know I was wrong for ignoring her but can you give me a miracle" Reyhan murmured as she continued to contact Lyra through her phone.

"Excuse me Den, here's a note on tomorrow's schedule, Mr. Rudolf is willing to meet with Aden" Redro said.

Reyhan did not respond to Redro's words he continued to throw panting with a cellphone in his grip.

"Sorry, is Aden listening to me?" redro asked confusedly at the behavior of his little master.

"Do you think I'm deaf." Stopping his steps, staring intently at Redro.

"No, Den." Shaking his head.

"Siska, didn't you call her?" ask Reyhan.

"So early this morning he said that the signal in Jakarta would be disrupted and it started today not knowing when it would end" Redro replied.

"Lyra, she called me but I didn't pick up. Why am I the one who feels tormented." Rubbing his head rough.

"Because Aden is too expensive to sell Den." Spontaneous answers to Reyhan's rant.

"What's? What did you say?" ask Reyhan.

"No, I'm sorry" replied Redro.

In the company you seem to be a strong leader but if the household problems you still childish. Basic children. Inner Redro.

"Redro, don't curse me with that ravage of your heart, because I'll know it" Reyhan said as if he knew what Redro had in mind.

Redro nodded for a moment he was confused because Reyhan had also guessed the contents of his heart which again cursed Reyhan.

Reyhan was tired. "You get out, I'm gonna take a break. And another one please take Na's bik to mama's place. I want to make Na who helps take care of your health patterns," Reyhan said.

"Well Den, excuse me first." Walk out of Reyhan's room.

And again Reyhan's turmoil drama began he continued to mumble indistinctly to the portrait of Lyra until he fell asleep while hugging his tablet.

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