Nadira (forgotten)

*Cry, are you human too

It did not feel like it was late afternoon, Me and Ema segere rushed to finish the job. After all I got out of my chair and took my coat which I put on the back of my chair and put it on.

Ema is ready with everything, she will bring my bag and also hers. The habits of the past that never changed, I even refused and wanted to bring my own stuff but Ema was sulking, even sulking, he said it was his job, if I bring my own stuff it means his duty is no longer there and it means I want him to stop working for him,of course I don't want to lose someone like Ema and choose to give up.

After wearing my coat, take the map containing the design of the building that I have not finished working on, the intention will be to finish at home later. When danced map accidentally a paper like invitation fell from under the map. I took the paper and looked at it,

"Oh my goodness Ema I forgot to read the invitation from om Satya, try to read for a moment where it is important to know" I always leaned back on the table and opened the invitation,

It says Mita Putri Hamzah's Birthday Party and Hamzah's anniversary property, a company that should be calculated because the Company has stood even more than my age and still stands strong.

I frown at the birthday name, Mita? is that my sister mita? ahh but the last name is different, maybe just the same name.

"Look Em, we get an invitation from Hamzah property as well as celebrate his grandson's birthday" I told Ema while handing over the invitation to her

"Mita?" his forehead was wrinkled and I made sure it would be the same as my astonishment.

"I know you must be surprised, but her last name is different Em, let's go home. We have to prepare everything because the party is tomorrow afternoon, I will make this to expand our business network. Surely there are many important people right" said Dira while stepping his feet towards the exit

"Miss sure she's going there?" tanyanya, Dira stopped her steps hearing Ema's question

"Sure, why not Em. Not that it is good for the progress of our company, we can establish a good relationship with our business partners there"

"But lady...

"Here Em is, I'm so tired today. I want to get home and rest my body" Dira replied quickly cutting off Ema's conversation.

"Well miss" replied Ema resignedly, let her ask Satya herself about the invitation.

The car is traveling at medium speed because these hours people go home from work so the road is quite crowded.

I choose to listen to music to get rid of fatigue on the road

I chose melow nan shahdu songs

The sad soul

by. Gea

Come, come,

Just come by for a second

Distant travel

There's no shelter

Cry

You are also human

Where anyone can

Dissoluble

Pretending perfect

Tell the sad soul

It's so cold the world you live in

Bring your wounds let me treat them

Not tired of your feet running

There's something they don't understand

Give me a moment to lean back for a moment

You've been great all along

You're just not heard

Ho....

Cry

you are also human

Where anyone can

Dissoluble

Pretending perfect

Clik...

music died and my eyes opened did not feel that they had condensed too much into the song. The song from Gea was like a picture of me that was never considered, I was just a human being living in that family, nothing more. For years I tried to forget, but the pain was still real. Not considered, choose love until I was thrown away like throwing garbage, even if the garbage is still there but I am not. Yesterday I saw them living happily, laughing and enjoying their day without any burden. I should be too, right? I deserve to be happy, right? Why do you have the title father so hard on this self hiks...

The pat on my shoulder rattled me from my daydream, I glanced at Ema at a glance and focused on the streets again

"Don't pity me Ema, I don't need that" My Seloroh stares when Ema picks me up

"I have no pity on the lady. Miss is a great woman. Prove to Them that if miss could be more than them without any help from them" Ema's reply opened my mind, I was too late to my grief. Ema's right, I'm capable, I can, I'm Nadira Putri owner of PT. NP corp can even line up with companies like Hamzah property.

"We're going to the boutique or what about Miss?" Ask Ema

"Call them home, send me some dresses for me and you" I replied quickly and firmly

"I'm like this no...

"Once in a while wear Em's dress, let people know that you can be graceful too" I trimmed Ema's words while teasing her

"I don't need it, Miss, as long as I'm dressed normally outside" Ema replied

"Ck .us in Indonesia Em, and we must mingle with the owners of large companies to expand our business network. So we're going to have a lot of interaction with important people at the party. So please wear a dress this time.choose it according to your taste, and you know my taste. Just put it on the bill as usual" I replied at length, sometimes even Ema nih kudu at first.

"Why does the lady pick up clothes from her own boutique but always include a monthly bill? " he asked, because it was always so if I took clothes or anything from the boutique I would always pay for it even though the boutique was mine

"Butik also must be clear expenses and income jan Em, If the monthly turnover covers the employees also get a bonus, even though I do not lack money to pay for all that. So what's wrong" I replied leaning my head.

Ema nodded her head

"That's what makes me salute the lady is still thinking of others on top of all her injuries" Ema said later

I chose to close my eyes because it felt heavy, and I don't know afterwards.....