Null Existence
5. Evil Strategies
Nina fought hard to hide the disgust from her face when she greeted one-on-one representatives from Swarnadipa, their client this afternoon. He kept smiling despite his turbulent mood, Mr. Dandhy tried to make small talk by asking about the news or just comments about football as they thronged to empty the meeting room.
Representatives from Swarnadipa broke away on one floor so that now only Nina and her superior were both in the elevator. He folded his glasses in a tired feeling and then redecorated his shoulder-length hair.
His mind glared and re-digested the results of the meeting just now. Then observe the reflection of itself on the surface of the elevator cabin. The face that was once very proud when receiving a college diploma, which was extraordinary after getting CPA serification and pronouncing the oath of profession.
Nina was still trying to respond to Mr. Dandhy's pleasantries related to the results of the meeting just now which she thought was very disturbing to the mind. He understands the discourse related to professionalism and confidentiality of client interests, but he is also not so stupid to believe the nonsense that he just heard at length.
It's a potential serious financial crime, inwardly.
“This matter, later I will discuss also with Bu Elsa. You please just prepare things that feel necessary,” said Mr. Dandhy, as well as stealing a glance at this ideal figure nearby.
“Good sir,” replied Nina, realizing the view of the search that was presented made her impatient to get out of this elevator. His disgust is growing.
“Dyah, go home with me how?” haggar Mr. Dendhy.
“I picked up the same girlfriend, sir,” replied Nina. It feels more like just cursing if this flirtatious old jackfruit is not the boss.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, he lunged out across the Lobby in a hurry, the sound of pointy heels pecking at the marble floor echoed in the quiet Lobby. Anyway, he does not care where to go as long as it is far from the basket.
The lobby also looks empty, only containing security of the building that is still on guard and some staff. His eyes swept across the room, hoping to find the figure of the annoying office driver. But Rangga was not there.
There is a little regret he had driven Rangga home this afternoon, if he was still there, surely he could immediately lift-leg from here. Fortunately, while in the elevator he took the time to send a message to Nathan his lover, asking to be picked up immediately. Actually he wanted to go home in a taxi, but Nathan insisted because he was worried about his safety.
It's past 2030 pm, Jakarta's sky has changed its dark color. It took at least 45 minutes for Nathan to arrive at this rush hour. Nina decided to wait at a fast food restaurant not far from Swarnadipa Office Tower.
It takes more effort to go up and down the stairs and walk down the sidewalk in a work suit and high heels. Nina felt she was willing to change her expensive shoes with rubber flip-flops right now, her fingers and ankles had protested since going down the stairs earlier.
At least 1.5 kilometers of distance he traveled from the Office Tower, it has long been he did not walk so far, especially with work suits and high rights. Neon Yellow logo - Red fast food restaurant was getting closer, just a little more murmured, strengthen the heart.
A few minutes later, Nina arrived at the restaurant, the cool air from the air conditioning immediately replaced the smell of the streets and the sultry sidewalks of Jakarta. It was like arriving at Oase after crossing the desert.
Dozens of pairs of eyes welcomed his figure who walked calmly into the row of visitor benches, being the center of attention is no longer a common thing for him.
The atmosphere of the fast food restaurant was quite crowded towards the weekend as it is now. Nina does prefer a quiet cafe and certainly expensive to be alone, but this place is the best choice rather than waiting for Nathan on the roadside.
Before finally realizing that he is Nina Dyah Pithaloka who must look perfect. It would not be funny if someone recognizes and uploads his video walking barefoot in public, while the manufacturer of shoes that he wears has tied an expensive advertising contract to appear on his social media page.
A gift as well as a curse that he learned as he grew up.
After gathering energy again, she was finally able to rise and walk gracefully like a princess who was about to order French fries and Ice Capuccino.
He handed over his credit card as a payment method and asked for the order to be delivered to the table he appointed, before leaving the counter. The serving lady pramusaji also took Nina's request for granted, the fruit of the confident and graceful aura she radiated.
For a moment he thought about what he would tell Bu Elsa tomorrow, regarding his findings regarding the work of their clients. It turned out that his attention was diverted to the end of the room, on the table next to the other exit of this restaurant.
He did not recognize the figure of a much younger woman and was busy chatting with her boyfriend. Instead, he recognized the figure of the man on the other side of the table with a thick book in his hand. Moreover, he was still wearing the same batik shirt that he wore this morning when he caught him in the room.
“Rangga,” inner.
Nina deliberately sat back to the direction of the two, despite their distance. Unknowingly he did not want them to see his existence. He did not answer when Pramusaji came to deliver his order.
A moment later Nina felt upset herself considering the journey that must be taken to get here, aches and pains in her toes, and the frenzy of Mr. Dendhy who hastily had to avoid until finally stranded here. In fact, twice his legs almost sprained on the crossing stairs.
This driver should be taught a lesson, Nina thought. While sucking hard the contents of the cold Capuccion glass.
If indeed he is still wandering around here, Rangga should just wait in the Lobby until the meeting is over. Not even dating at overtime. Leaving it this late with a flirtatious guy like Mr. Dandhy.
It felt like Nina was eager to hit both of them and cursing at Rangga, shedding her frustration, showing the abrasions and bruises on her smooth legs and how difficult it was to recover them. Immerse the soda water on his face that sometimes looks so cute.
But, Nina then realized that she was too classy to poke around like that in public. What is also the importance of Rangga so that he must be so angry, what are the words of his social media followers later, which happens instead he will look like a woman who is jealous because Rangga is with others.
Huh! That's right!, Nina said in her heart. The plastic Capuccino glass had involuntarily crumbled into his grasp.
He estimates what can be done to just make Rangga is indemnified but without the need for heavy sanctions in the office. The light bulb is above his head.
The removal of mobile phones from handbags and opening Whatsapp.
