My Only One's

Between Friend And Senior

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Dimitri frowned to find Clarra who seemed to have just arrived at the office. She had just finished dressing up as she approached. Looks like the secretaries came by bad luck?

"You sick?" The man asked.

"No."

"Tumben tidied up in the office? Just arrived?"

"Not really."

"Tante Vita or Om Fahmi is sick?"

"Not really."

"What a weirdo? You're always ready when I come."

Clarra chose to ignore her boss, shy away from anything she might ask.

"Cla, I don't seem to fit this tie. Can I have my das just now?" But suddenly, Galang appeared from his room. Already changed stelan with the one available in the office. Just like Clarra who has also changed her work clothes in the same place.

They do provide clothes to change if at all times needed, so do not have to bother going home or suddenly buy first. Everything is well prepared. And Clarra arranged it that way.

"What did you wear yesterday?"

"Yes. Black seems to fit me better."

Any color suits you. Uh ...?

"Excuse me, what is this really about? Why are you dressed up in the office? Is it not fashionable at home?" Dimitri. I was amazed by these two men.

The two people in front of him looked at each other. It was impossible to answer honestly if they had just arrived from Bandung. I can misunderstand that boss. But to give another answer was also unthinkable.

"You guys staying here?" Dimitri asked again.

"No sir." Error answering.

"Why do you dress up here?"

"That's ...."

Dimitri saw a piece of cloth he recognized as a tie dangling from a tote bag on Clarra's table. Which he believed belonged to Galang.

The man grinned. Moreover, remember the words of Rania after her father called last night. About his meeting with Galang and Clarra at a hospital in Bandung.

"You guys are going together?" Then he asked again.

"Mm ... what? No. gabe. Just change clothes here, and I ...." Clarra tried to argue.

"I'm from Bandung Pak. Visiting my father in the hospital." But Galang answered. He was sure his boss knew something, seen from the grin on his face. And this must have something to do with Angga.

"Ooo from Bandung?" Dimitri nodded his head with both eyebrows he raised upwards.

"Good." The man laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, .." he said, then he walked into his room.

"Oh yeah, what's my schedule today, Cla?" Dimitri twisted his body as he arrived at the open doorway.

"Working in the office. The files you have to sign I've put on the table." Clarra answered.

"really? No schedule out?" Dimitri with a strange smile.

"Nothing."

"All right." He laughed again, then walked into his study.

"What the hell are you laughing at Dim?"

"Nothing." The man turned around and left the door closed by itself.

"Why is he?" Clarra grumbled while fixing her lipstick that had not been neat properly.

"You anyway, wear it to change all ties? It must be after this that he'll be mistaken!" he told Galang.

"Me?"

"Who, and again why should you say that you have just returned from Bandung? He might be suspicious again!" nagging Clarra, looking upset.

"Huh? I think it's free if I lie. Om Angga must have complained."

"Huh, it has nothing to do!"

"You think so, huh? You don't know how Om Angga."

"Sup to you. Hurry up and get your clothes done, you'll soon have to start working!" The woman said.

"Huh, why the hell if in your office always everything? was yesterday mediocre?" Galang muttering.

"What did you say?"

"It's okay, I want to wear a tie again!" Galang pulled his tie from the tote bag on Clarra's desk, then immediately returned to his room.

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"Cla, last night Mama was waiting for you at the restaurant." A message came in on Clarra's phone.

The woman exhaled heavily while closing her eyes.

"Yes Ma, sorry."

"Mama's waiting for you late." Get a reply from that number.

"Yes sorry, I have to go to Bandung. There are tasks that cannot be delayed." Clarra answered.

"Unfortunately Mama had to return to Batam today, so didn't get to see you."

"It's okay Ma, maybe next time?"

"Mama doesn't know when to go to Jakarta again."

Clarra stared at the screen of her phone.

"It's okay, maybe we'll meet later."

"Mama please do. If you have a task to Batam please tell Mama yes?"

"Yes Ma."

"Mama pamit."

Clarra put her phone on the table. One chance he got away with, like the other chances too. But either later or next time. What reason should she give in order to avoid meeting with Lara, her biological mother.

"God, am I sinning?" The woman put her face on the table.

He never thought she would come back to see him after a few years. He already knew about his status as the adopted son of Doctor Vita and Doctor Fahmi, and there was no problem with that.

Both are still his parents, and he is still their son. Which since their babies take care of like their own children. Give her love and affection, and shower her with everything she needs.

Nothing is different but now there are often contact him to give each other news.

"It's time to rest Cla." Dimitri came out of his room.

Clarra held her head up.

"Why are you? Not usually like this?" The man put his phone in his suit pocket after texting his wife.

"Nothing, I'm just tired."

"Tired?"

Clarra nodded.

"Then get some rest, don't keep working?"

"If I don't work how will you work? Could be a mess Nikolai Group."

"I mean rest when it's time to rest. Eating, vacationing, spending time for fun. Don't just lock yourself up at work."

Clarra's speechless.

"Out of your life just to work." Dimitri continued.

"As if you could freely enjoy life without burden." Clarra muttering.

"At least I rest when the time comes to rest. Go home if you feel enough and occasionally spend time with my wife's children." Dimitri was proud.

"Eh, I forgot. How do you know about that, you're single?" The man said

"What?" Clarra.

"Find the soul mate of Cla, so there are friends to share. At least you have a reason to take a vacation. You'll be old."

"How dare you say that?" The woman, who was one year older than Dimitri, reacted.

"Why should I not dare? That's a fact anyway."

"Dimi!"

"Yes Clarra?"

"You are this ...."

"Shhh! I go first, I want to see my wife before she flies to Qatar to race." The man laughed as he passed.

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"Uhhhh, .. If you have finished that work, the aura is different, right? make a sip of an eye." A female officer and some friends were chatting in the lobby. Along with Galang who appeared after completing his duties interviewing prospective new employees.

Wearing a navy suit stelan that still looks neat even though from morning he worked interviewing dozens of applicants.

"That's one of the reasons for the work spirit. So males take a vacation. Especially if you know he always enters the office even on Saturdays." Another woman chimed.

"Originally, I hope to be promoted to the main staff so I can often meet with Mr. Galang."

"Yeee, .. that's what everyone wants. Bayangin every weekday with him, meet constantly, or go for assignments outside. It's fun." The longer their conversation becomes less and less.

Making Clarra who was listening behind their back from earlier feel amused herself.

Then he turned his gaze towards Galang who was conversing with other colleagues. Sometimes he laughs like he's hearing the funniest joke in the world. His eyes were often closed and formed like a crescent moon. With the curvature of her lips that formed a smile.

"Now, he is handsome. As did Mr. Andra and Mr. Alex. She's their younger version, and the single version of course."

"Hu'um, .. I imagine what it's like to be her boyfriend. Oh, .. what can often face him, while just seeing him here I've been trembling."

Clarra rounded her eyes, not believing what she had just heard. These girls' fantasies are beyond limits.

"Ehm, ...." The woman cleared her throat, making them all look.

"Eh, Mum? Good afternoon?" They greet.

"Jiang." Clarra answered as she passed them all.

"Groof?" He rushed over to the man when his partner was gone.

"Yes?"

"Your job's done?" He asked after their distance was close enough.

"Yet. I want to rest first, tired too. It doesn't seem like it's going to finish today. The audience turned out to be a lot." Error answering.

"Is that so?"

"Yes." Yeah." Galang nodded his head.

"All right then."

"Have you had lunch?" Ask Galang later.

"You together?" bargain the man to him.

"May, ..."

"If we want to go to the restaurant in front."

"But I don't have money, and car keys. My bag upstairs, it was just going to the cafeteria and ...."

"I am the deal."

"What?"

"I am the deal. Consider it my thanks for yesterday."

"Thank you?"

"Yes, because you've been to see my father."

"Oo it's nothing, seriously."

"But I still want to treat you. Is that gonna be a problem?"

"What problem?"

"Because I bought my senior?"

Clarra's speechless.

"Or am I being too presumptuous to do something like this?"

"Not really, we're coworkers, right?" The woman answered.

"really?"

"Yes." Yeah." They walk side by side. "Why is everyone fighting such a thing? We'll work in the same place."

"It could have made me disinclined."

"Sgan for what?"

"Your position."

"My office?"

"You're senior, and you're Mr. Dimitri's secretary."

"It makes no difference other than my work space above and my duties are quite a lot."

Galang smiled.

"What if we don't discuss such a matter? It makes no difference whether I am a senior or you are only two years old. We're the same in this."

"Accept ...."

They arrived at a restaurant not far from the Nikolai Group building. Which happened to be crowded that afternoon. Both ordered the food they liked.

There was no talk of work, or anything related to the company. Just a casual chat between two people who already know each other professionally. And the sudden joking laughter warmed up their conversation.

"You're actually fun too if you're not at work." He finished the food on his plate.

"There's a difference, huh?" While Clarra sipped her strobery juice.

"hey are. If you are working on your fierce mode is active. It's like a ceo-ceo in that novel." Galang laughed, feeling amused by his own thoughts.

"You're crazy! I'm just trying to ptofesional know?"

"Yes I know. Your job is also what makes your attitude have to be like that, right?"

"Yes, call it that."

"Sometimes a job makes us have two personalities huh? One is gentle and pleasant, while the other should be firm, professional and even fierce?"

"so. You know why?"

"Why?"

"For no one to easily approach and take advantage of the situation. You know, so friendly people aren't very nice either."

"Your words are exactly like Mr. Andra and Mr. Arfan." Galang put his back on the back of the chair. He remembered the two men who educated him so hard that he could understand what to do as one of the main staff in Nikolai Group.

"Obviously, they were the ones who educated me at the beginning of my work at Nikolai Group."

"fast."

"Why?"

"You look like them."

"Times?"

"Yes, in the female version." Galang laughing.

"Currently, ...." The woman snorted.

"You know, you also look nice when you laugh like that."

"Huh?"

"But maybe for certain people it could mean something else."

"You mean?" Galang frowned.

"Mh ...." Clarra thought again. It seems he's gone too far.

"Our break time is almost up Lang." He looked at the clock on his phone screen, dodging.

"Yes." Yeah." Galang got up and took a sip of his drink, then took out a few pieces of fifty thousand bills and put them on the trey bill.

"Thank you, lunch was great. You're right, this restaurant is great. Next time I'll buy it." They walk out.

"Do you, the time of men in women's treaties?" Galang.

"Why indeed? Is there a ban on women buying men?"

"don't know. It's just, it feels weird."

"Is that so? I don't know about that. It's the same for me."

"Are you often treating male friends?" They crossed the road to Nikolai Group's office, which is a few blocks from the restaurant.

"Which guy's friend?"

"Seriously? Haha." The man laughed.

"Seriously, which male friend? Because apart from Mr. Arfan, Mr. Andra and his children, I've never been close to anyone."

"really?"

"Yes. Never went out to eat together like this, but it was just an office event. Not together like now."

Stopped the step.

"Why? Wonderful huh? Like you said, no one ever came close to me because of my position as Dimitri's main secretary." Clarra also halted her steps as they nearly reached the gate of the towering Nikolai Group building.

"Maybe out of disdain, or .. fear?" continued Clarra.

"I? That's ridiculous in your mind? Afraid of what?" sergeant Galang.

"As you said at the time."

"What?"

"If I were fierce. That's why men don't come closer. So at the age of three heads like this I haven't gotten a soul mate?"

Galang's body twitched a little to hear the words of the beautiful woman in front of him.

"But it's only a matter of time, right?" Clarra then laughed.

"And after seeing the relationship of some friends that failed and sometimes messed up, I became grateful." He continued his steps.

"Thankful about what?" Galang taught his steps.

"Thank God not quick to give me a soul mate."

"Why could that be?" Galang.

"So I don't have to feel hurt because of separation, quarrels, or disagreements. I can enjoy life the way I want it, even if it's lonely sometimes, but I enjoy it."

He kept listening to the woman keep talking.

"Well, for seven years in Nikolai Group you didn't have any friends?" He doesn't seem to believe.

Clarra shook her head while laughing.

"Like not knowing how to work in Nikolai Group?"

"Yes anyway. Hahaha .. so busy we lose our personal lives. I even lost a lover once I decided to join you."

"Huh? So Amara decided you were working for Nikolai Group?"

"Eee .. about that ...."

"What a pity you are!" Suddenly Clarra patted Galang on the back.

"Here you go, jagan's discussed." But the man laughed. "Work here must be people who do not have a personal life, so it is safe."

"Looks like. Like me." For example."

"Yes, so am I." They both laughed.

"Look down Lang, we don't have a personal life either, so it seems like it's perfect to be friends."

"Yes yes, it seems so." Galang nodded his head.

"Well, friend, thank you again. Lunch is fun. Added to our conversation after two years of getting to know each other." They stopped in the office lobby.

"Yes, you're welcome."

"I'm going back to work on top, and you also have to complete your duties here right?"

The man nodded his head.

"Work well, that you may have what you have been chasing."

"Good Mom." Galang smiled.

"Don't smile too often, it'll make people misunderstand."

"What?"

"Go back to work! We become friends only when we're out of the office, the rest I'm your senior!"

"Ck! The mode is back again?" Galang muttering.

"Fast work!"

"Yes, yeah. Ishi!! Beebalkn!" The man returned to the interview room where he was performing his duties, and Clarra returned to the top floor of the building.

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Duh, senior is the same junior huh? hm ... 🤔🤔

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