Not my fault

Hiding the Truth

I sat in silence in the middle of silence

Look at the sky who is reluctant to speak

Either ... He seems to be silent in a thousand languages.

Is it because he knows my sorrow too?

The wounds I have suffered

A very deep pain

Pain that can't be contained anymore

Like a knife scrape a wound

You go with all the memories

Distant …. Far and far away

Leaving Me alone

With wounds in the heart

°°°°°

PT. BRATA

In the office with the fragrant scent of daisy flowers, there was a woman working on her work.

In front of him was a Laptop lit up, with eyes moving right and left He checked every line of words, without missing a single mistake.

"Hum" he muttered with a satisfied smiling lips.

"I think their work is not good, it turns out to be good, too" he continued proudly.

He also closed the file, when he felt that the report he checked was finished and there were no errors.

The woman, or Tania, raised her hand to look at the circular watch on her wrist.

"Hum ... It's lunch time, how about I take him to lunch." Tania said excitedly.

He immediately took his latest famous brand phone, then looked for the contact number to go and pressed the call button.

He waited patiently for his call to be received, but until the tone of the umpteenth wait He never heard the greeting of the person on the way, but the voice of the operator that made Him grieve.

"Where's He!" tania was upset.

He also tried again. But alas, again only the voice of the operator heard.

"Damn it, what does he want?" tania said withstanding anger.

He almost slammed his cellphone, if He did not hear a short message from the person he was waiting for.

His smile expanded but not for long, as he read a short line of words, which made his heart sultry for a moment.

"Damn, He just sent me a message like that. Without any explanation!" tania was upset.

"I'm busy, don't bother."

"okay.... It's only been a month, until when you can cover up your weakness, Arlan."

At the same time

French Restaurant

At the table with chairs for the two, sat a pair of superiors and subordinates who were having lunch together.

The top with the name Arlan is reading the menu list, which is listed with pictures and neatly arranged in the menu book.

In front of him was his Assistant, who had only been silent occasionally looking at the surroundings with sparkling eyes of admiration.

This afternoon the President treated him, citing the success of cooperation with the company Wijaya for the umpteenth time.

Though He had told to eat in an ordinary place, but unfortunately He lost the argument of the President.

"So what do you want to eat, Lyn?" tanya Arlan looked towards Evelyn, who was currently looking around with sparkling eyes.

"Basic, always curious and happy with the simple things." Arlan's inner.

"Nr ..."

Evelyn muttered long when she heard the President's question, to be honest, she did not really know the typical food of this French country.

"You what?" ask Evelyn back.

Because he did not know what to order, He better ask the order from his President, than he had to bother determining food for lunch.

"I ordered Beef Burguignon, then Red Wine for the drink."

"So what do you want?" arlan continued, asking his Assistant who was winking confused eyes.

"It's so hard to name," Evelyn said with a plain nudity.

Arlan smiled amusedly with his head shaking, funny with the honesty he saw from the woman before him.

"If the native language is called Rendang, simple right?" reply Arlan with his joke.

"Well! A rendang? Ha-ha-ah! There's-just You Ar, you son of a bitch!" evelyn exclaimed with her crispy ruddiness.

The oddity that makes Arlan also chuckles, without being able to hold and forget the custom of eating in a fancy restaurant.

"Luckily I ordered a vip room." Inner Arlan.

"Take Lyn's meat!" arlan exclaimed on the sidelines of her laughter and as a result of her words, Evelyn chuckled even more with tears in the corner of her eyes.

"Ha-ha-ha! Yes indeed ... Equally made of beef, what difference does it make?" evelyn asked after complacently chuckling.

"Hum ... Difference yeah! Maybe on the roof. If the rendang play in the spice and if the beef burguignon is boiled, but use red wine. Yes, it's like that," said Arlan explained according to his knowledge.

Evelyn opened her mouth in astonishment, upon hearing the simple explanation from her President.

"Wow ... Pake red wine," Evelyn repeated Arlan's words in admiration.

"Yes ... Like that," Arlan replied with a shoulder raised 'unconcerned.

"OK deh ... It's the same," Evelyn said.

"You want wine too?" ask Arlan.

"No-no, just dessert." Evelyn replied.

"Would you try Creme brulee?" arlan offered.

"Is that delicious?" ask Evelyn curiously.

"Brand ... You try it yourself, okay?" arlan retorted softly, making Evelyn nod her head in agreement.

"okay!"

"Gut."

Arlan also ordered the food of their choice, mentioning one by one with the addition of his favorite assistant dessert.

While waiting for their order to come, Arlan and Evelyn also talked about many things.

Chat various discussions, to ask about likes and hated from each person.

He reached out and looked directly at the drastically changed expression. His smile that had felt happiness, faded immediately when he saw the name of the caller listed on the phone screen.

Tania calling

"Damn it," Arlan's mind held back from getting upset.

When the vibration stops, he intends to put his cellphone on the table, but unfortunately it turns out the phone again vibrates with the name of the same caller.

"Oh God!" inner Arlan shouted in frustration.

He simply let the call go, without any intention of raising it.

"We'll see, how many times have you held calling me?" inner Arlan defiantly.

Quite a lot of calls from Tania but He just let it go and finally on the sixth call, Tania gave up.

He smiled inwardly, but the look on his face showed great annoyance.

He typed in a few words and sent the message, then turned off his phone immediately.

While on Evelyn's side, who saw the change in the look of the male face in front of her, couldn't help but frown in confusion.

"What's wrong with Arlan?" Inner confused.

He asked and called Arlan worriedly.

"and ... You why?" ask Evelyn.

"G ... Sorry!" exclaim Arlan shocked.

His face that had been lowered, quickly lifted up and looked at his Assistant who was currently looking at him worriedly.

"Why you?" evelyn repeated her question.

"I? I why?" arlan asked confused, meaning he pretended to be confused.

He must be ordinary, live everything normally until the woman gives up.

"It's been a month, I've definitely succeeded." Arlan's inner self is convinced.

Yeah ... It had been a month that he had kept his status a secret, from Evelyn who was already very close to him.

Although occasionally He still has to be good at arranging time to meet with his Assistant, at least he managed to postpone the time to a month.

Then about Riki, his cousin seemed to have no idea either.

Yeah ... No wonder, because since his mother died, his father was reluctant to reconnect with the Gandhi family.

"You're weird, you were smiling but suddenly the smile disappeared. Who did you get a message from?" ask Evelyn curiously.

The deg!

Instantly his heart beats when he hears a curious question, from the person he is trying to, so as not to know the real situation.

"Not from anyone, why?" reply and ask Arlan back.

"Why? Hum ... Nothing at all," Evelyn replied with a frown.

"Surely this is not from the woman you used to be, the woman you said was thirsty caresses," Arlan said with up-and-down eyebrows teasing Evelyn.

Evelyn herself just thumped her lips, rubbing towards Arlan who chuckled when she heard a mutter from him.

"Whoever forbids, please if you want to go back to the days of jahiliyah," Evelyn muttered with eyes glancing in the other direction, lazily looking at the man before her, who was more and more happy to tease him with a whistle.

"The tweet! My money! ... Someone is jealous!" exclaim Arlan with a joyful tone.

"Dnh ... Who's jealous?"

"You!"

"In your dreams, blee!"

"Basic, don't want to confess."

"No and no, period."

"Yes and yes, coma."

"Sadam!"

"Belgroff."

"Oh!"

"Ha-ha-ha!"

"South

"Excuse me! Sorry interrupting!"

Their debate was forced to stop, as a waiter walked in and pushed the troly with food on it.

The waiter arranged the food at the table, then left the room after serving neatly, an appetizer ordered by Arlan.

"Wow! French version of rendang!" evelyn exclaimed in amazement, seeing the food on the plate and Arlan taking turns.

"Can this be eaten with ketupat?" evelyn asked followed with her signature grin, making Arlan laugh when she heard the funny words, which came out of her Assistant's mouth.

"Ha-ha-ha! There's-there's Lyn," said Arlan with his head shaking in wonder.

They also started their lunch, interspersed with small talk and occasionally laugh when there is a funny chat tucked in between their jokes.

Back to Tania.

Tania is on her way to one of the restaurants after getting a message from one of her friends.

The restaurant that he is currently going to visit is a French restaurant, a luxury restaurant with an appetizing mainstay menu.

The car that Tania was driving stopped, parking safely in the restaurant's Vip parking lot.

When he got out of the car, his eyes accidentally saw a car with the same type and plate as his fiancee.

His forehead was frowned at the possibility, one of his thoughts was that Arlan was inside the Restaurant at the moment.

"Is he meeting here?" muttered Tania was confused.

"Then I have to find Him!" Continue to exclaim the spirit.

Believing that her fiance is inside, Tania enters the restaurant with a bright smile and spirit.

"G ... The soul mate is not going anywhere." Happy muttering.

Seriate

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Will the three of them meet when they are inside?

Follow the story ....

Wijaya's company from the novel Fell In love With My Arogan Fiance.

Till babai