My Neighbor Apartment

Chapter Nineteen

Good mornin.

Happy activity.

A few days since they were met at the cafe love, until the 5th day Ara visited his office Mutual to discuss the issue of cooperation about the project yesterday.

Every time Ara went to his office only represented by his secretary, did not see his nose stuff Reksa.

The shame he had thrown away, although the problem of work was also no less important than his personal interests.

Not wanting to be selfish which resulted in a fatal mistake, Ara finally relented to suppress her ego.

Instead of expecting to meet, a little curious almost every day he went to the Bhakti Group office did not find the Ceo.

Do not want to take the dizzy Ara continued his steps to the office of Bhakti Group, today his last discussion about the new project is running.

"For Mbak Ara, would you like to meet Mr Reksa?" the receptionist asks what his ceo client needs, nothing? just want to discipline so as not to give information to his business colleagues.

"Morning also mbak Sita, would like to meet his secretary Pak Reksa mbak. Is he in place?" After answering the receptionist's question, Ara again asked about her coworkers, coincidentally these few days at her deputy secretary.

"There is a moment I confirm via phone first, please wait mbak!" he replied that Sita was very friendly, and always greeted first when Ara came to the Bhakti Group office.

Ara smiled

Tut Tut Tut

Sita made repeated calls yet to be lifted as well, Sita's face immediately turned a little anxious, feeling uneasy when there was someone waiting in the waiting room.

No No No No No No

The sound of pantofel shoes rang out loud, Sita who saw him breathed a sigh of relief. The guy on the phone just walked into the office.

"What's up Sita? your face is so cute! what's bothering you?"

"Ehhh no sir! there's a guest who's looking for you!"

"Who?"

"Sir Ara, he was waiting next to him father, try to look back."

As Sita commanded, without warning I turned to the seat that was sitting playing the hape.

Ara did not realize that from earlier she was stared at by someone, her secretary Reksa walked over, and started greeting her in a soft voice.

"Mak Ara."

Ara was slightly tiptoed in shock at the sound of someone's baritone, her head was raised to look at the source of the sound.

"Eh sir secretary."

Ara smiled slightly clumsyly, I felt bad because I was busy playing hape not realizing there was someone not far from her seat.

They were already in a restaurant not far from the office, arguing that they wanted a new situation, and wanted to have lunch together.

Choosing to discuss work in a restaurant is the right option, both of which also rarely spend time eating together.

This time a bit of a constraint, in the end fix before lunch arrives. The discussion about cooperation is over, lunch is on the way.

*

Since meeting a few days ago with his business partner, Mutual is not to avoid. There was work outside the city that made him pull over the frenetic capital.

After completing work in the city of Surabaya, Reksa glided to go home to Solo to give up longing to his parents, and his only sister who was still in school.

This time I enjoyed the train track that I chose. Besides being fast, comfortable, and not hit by traffic jams that's why I choose an alternative to using train transportation?

The journey that took a little long, I chose to rest my body which a few days ago was very stressed.

None other than Reksa could do his business trip alone, the secretary was told to handle his company in the capital city of Jakarta.

Almost 5 hours drive from Gubeng train station to race station, I spent my time to rest. It didn't feel like my long journey ended at the race station.

After leaving the station Reksa continued to browse the virtual world, I began sercing to order a taxi online.

Waiting not until 5 minutes the taxi in the message landed in front of him, using a taxi to go to his parents' residence.

Ms. Melati was a little moved to open the door, not knowing the arrival of the guest was her eldest son.

"Waalaikumsalam.." the mother was a little surprised to answer her greeting, not knowing there was a son standing in the doorway.

"Look in son!" the mother let him go inside.

"Sopo buk?" the voice of the father disperse the daydream of the mother Melati.

"Taxa Sir!"

Mr. Bhakti was pulled out of the cow pen, just giving food to the cage heard the sound of someone outside the entrance of his house.

Muta shone his parents' hands in reverence, smelling the mother's left right cheek. Do not forget to also hug the father with a warm embrace as a real man.

"How are you, son?" tanyanya the father.

They were sitting in the living room, and the mother went to the kitchen to make her drink the two people who matter in her life.

"Alhamdulillah as you see now, I am healthy sir" he replied Reksa by stretching his hands very handsomely.

Mr. Bhakti chuckled softly at his son's answer, which was rightly what Mutual said. With both eyes of his own head that the son was in a very healthy condition.

"His tea is warm."

"Thank you buk!"

Muta, and the father immediately sipped warm tea that was still a little steaming. After taking one gulp, it made me feel more comfortable, and my throat did not feel dry anymore.

After I cleaned my body, I rejoined my father and mother who were still in the living room.

We continued my small talk, a little bit of us joking, exchanging stories. I've never told you about my experiences at a love cafe with them, I don't want to be too open .

My relationship is also still gray, we are close to each other is undergoing cooperation in the field of project development.

Almost midnight they began to move from the living room, tired, cape, and sleepy into one.

We went back to each room, the room that has been in the last few months, he rarely occupied because he rarely visited Solo.

*

Two beautiful women even though they already have tails, can be said Kania who has many tails.

The beauty of Kania never fade, although it has many tails does not make me change in appearance.

Like a few years ago, I am still like the old me still being an ordinary woman with thin makeup as long as I can apply it to her face.

Not an expensive facial treatment, or skin care that requires expensive pocket like the many parties.

Kania enough to do routine maintenance every month, so that his face added glowing, can also be to please her husband. Doing care for the sake of the husband, so that you can not glance at the greener neighboring grass.

Similarly, Kanaya does thin-thin care, solely to please the husband.

Even though they did not make an agreement today, they did not realize that the two were found at the same time.

"Mbak Kania," he said Kanaya who was no less happy, this happened to be at least his friend to chat.

"Hi Nay, alone nich."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Just like dong hehehe."

They continued the conversation that this time a little serious, the meeting that had been arranged both turned out not to go according to the plan of the two.

Although there was a bit of disappointment, at least they had been found in his plan.

Results have not been significant, no problem for both. As the closest family in each one, they have tried their best.

Afterwards let destiny work, God is very clever in turning the hearts of His servants.

They do not force their will to be together, let time be answered. God knows what is best for his servant.

Maybe today has not been a match, do not rule out the possibility of the next day. Who knows if they are in a match, but not for now.