My Only One's

Feelings And Move On

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Galang arrived in front of the Nikolai Group building shortly after Clarra's car arrived. Then they went down, and almost simultaneously stepped towards the twenty-story building.

"Good morning?" He greeted him first.

"Morning." Clarra replied without setting her eyes on the face of the man who was trying to line her steps.

"How are you? Is it okay?" He invited her to talk.

"Well, it's just that my body is a little sore and sore." Clarra chuckles.

"That's sure. The first time riding a motorcycle and traveling long distances. It's a wonder you don't even complain on the way."

"Hmm .. yes, you are right. My feet even bruised. Probably because it fell yesterday." They stopped in front of the elevator.

"What?"

"Hm ..." Clarra slightly pulled her trousers that wrapped her leg. And sure enough, there were some bruises on both legs and around his calf.

"Hey, are you wearing trousers?"

"Yes, forced to cover her bruises. Not funny either because it looks so obvious."

"Yes, hahaha ...." Galang.

"Good morning sir, good morning ma'am?" A few of the officers who had just arrived greeted them.

"Morning." Galang and Clarra answered simultaneously.

Then they both went into the iron box. It was so full that the situation inside was crowded, and they were close to each other.

Clarra and Galang who were in the middle were almost stuck together because they were so crowded. And it caused things to become quite awkward between them.

Clarra even felt her face heat up because of their distance of only a few inches. And it's quite thrilling. The distance between them two days ago was closer than this.

During the holiday trip home he hugged her tightly. Last time at the hotel they even hugged each other to calm her crying. And it's nothing.

But these? His heart even felt unsettled.

"Ehm ...." Clarra cleared her throat to neutralize the awkwardness she felt. While the others just glanced at each other.

Every now and then the elevator stops, and one by one the employees get off where they are on duty. Until things turn back to how they were. And finally, the two again had some distance.

"Umm ... What is our schedule today?" The conversation starts a conversation.

"What?" Clarra.

"I mean, .. my schedule." Galang frowned.

"Umm ... I'll send it to your house for a moment." Clarra turned her attention to the macbook she then turned on.

Some schedules and notes for the day's work he sent to Galang's cell phone and the man checked them as usual.

"Out all the tasks?" said Galang after reading his schedule.

"Yes." Yeah."

"All right, ...." Then he put his phone back in his pocket.

The elevator stopped at the top floor of the building and the door opened immediately. The two stepped almost simultaneously, but Galang immediately retreated and allowed Clarra to come out first.

The woman lowered her head and stepped out of the iron box. While Galang again frowned. He was amazed by the attitude of his co-worker.

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"You want to go?" Arfan distracts her from the laptop. Pause his work briefly check some of the reports sent by his employees.

"Yes. I'm going to see you." Amara answered.

"All right."

"If you don't go home, it means I'm staying there?" The girl approached the father.

"Yes, fine." Arfan sipped his black coffee which was still puffing hot steam.

"You want to find an apartment."

The man almost spouted out that distinctive flavorful concentrated drink from his mouth.

"Ish, Papa why the hell?" The boy patted his father's back.

"Search apartments?" Arfan repeated his daughter's words.

"Yes. Did I tell Papa yesterday?"

"Yes, Papa didn't think so fast. Didn't you say it was a long time?" Arfan reminded of their previous conversation.

"Yes, but there's no harm in me looking for it now."

Arfan squeaking.

"And I want to work too."

"Home home too? What's the rest of the day?" Dygta who appeared later.

"If I rest later I forget the same thing I learned."

"Where do you plan to work? The hotel? A restaurant? Just pick it up, Papa'll deal with the management." Arfan.

"If I want to start my own business, may I?" Amara then sat down next to her father.

"Ohimself?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What usaha?"

"I don't know, what do you think is good?"

"If the appropriate college majors you are between cafes, or restaurants."

"When do I open a restaurant?" Amara laughs. "It looks like Pah's kegedean."

"Cafe?"

The girl thought.

"It's an outdoor cafe, it can be on the beach or in other open places."

"Good idea."

"Papa agrees?"

"Agreed." Arfan nodded his head. He closed his laptop to focus on talking to his daughter.

"So where is it?"

"What?"

"Caffeine."

"Can't yet. Just got an idea, Papa how the hell?"

"Are you looking for a place now?"

"Mmm .. If you want to meet your mom, go there first. About work we can think about together later."

"Really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why do you want to help me with the job?"

"Of course, what else would you do for me?"

"Hmm .. Yes." Amara smiles.

"Of course, there if you want to go. Your mama must have waited?"

"Yes, from that nelfon only." he told the father.

"Eat him."

"Well, I'm going, okay?"

"Yes, go."

"Bah Mom." Amara hugged Dygta, as usual.

"Well, be careful with the car. This clock must be stuck. Or do you want a driver?"

"No, Mom, I can." Amara also left the house.

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"I heard Ara's home?" Galang almost made his lunch when Dimitri said.

"What?" He put the spoon back on the plate with his food.

"Ara's home. He's until yesterday afternoon." Dimitri repeated.

Galang looked stunned by it.

"Why did he come home?" Then he asked.

"Why did you say? Because the class is over." Dimitri chewed his food.

"The class is over?"

"Yes, after graduation he went straight home. It's weird, I think he'll settle there. I heard a chat Kak Dygta and Mama a few months ago."

Galang closed his mouth tightly.

"Move on you failed, Galang!" Dimitri laughed softly, then gulped down his water.

"Who said?" The man also answered.

"Shy, your lag!"

"So you know!" Galang again devoured his food even though his taste suddenly disappeared.

"Related?"

The man did not answer.

"I'm only worried about one thing." Dimitri.

"What?"

"Your solitude is shaky."

Galang frowned.

"Be careful, those women will make you dizzy seven-rounders with their indistinct behavior."

"Maybe you feel like you're going to be okay, but in reality they're going to make you helpless."

"I just tell you, so you'll be able to prepare your heart and mental."

"The father is advising me?"

"As your boss, yes. I support your relationship with Clarra. She's a good woman, though a little fierce. But Ara can't be a trivial either."

"The experience of the Father with Ara is quite good, huh?" The man's insinuation to his superior.

"What are you talking about? don't be so reckless!" Dimitri.

"I'm just answering what you said."

"Hey, am I your boss? How dare you speak to me like that?"

"In what ways should I submit? Work does require me to submit professionally to you, but if for personal problems it does not seem to have to?"

"What did you say?"

"I have nothing to do with Clarra."

"Yeah, now no, but don't know that later." Dimitri was back to enjoying his meal.

"Eh, I forgot. Ara is home, right? Who knew you'd undo your intention to move on?" Then the man laughed.

While Galang snorted while glaring.

"I'm done, are you already? We have to attend the next meeting." Looking at his watch.

"Polite! I'm eating!" Dimitri reacted again.

"Fast meal sir, we're at work."

"What a chance are you?"

"Satria's father allowed me to do it if what you do is not as good as what you do."

"Ish, take Papi? Who is your boss, anyway? Aren't I?"

"In the office it is Mr, but what attracted me to Nikolai Group is Pak Satria, as the main owner of the company. So if for that matter, yes I submit to Mr. Satria." Galang downed his drinking water.

"But you work with me!"

"But we both work for Mr. Satria."

The boss could not answer anymore. His power will not surpass Satria as his father. Although anything he could command, but there were some things that required the man's approval.

"So, can we attend the meeting immediately? To get everything done quickly today. Our reputation is at stake, sir." Struggling with his strange smile.

"Basic old man's henchman!" Dimitri grumbled, while Galang just kept smiling.

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