Picking Up the Past

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A very bright afternoon makes the temperature feel very hot in the capital, people who are on the move outdoors can feel how hot the day, sweat does not stop dripping because of the hot weather, the, coupled with the heat of the asphalt roads that come out provide heat for anyone who is above them.

In a large, luxurious room in the Hardi corp office building, a woman did not feel the heat of the day at all, she sat working under the cool temperature of the room that had the air conditioning. The woman was drifting with her work piled up on her desk.

It was Anjani, the beautiful girl was busy checking the reports of her subordinates. Since he returned from America, he was entrusted to do some of his father's duties as President director of the Hardi corp. On the other hand, his father also provided an opportunity for him to develop a hospitality business that he liked since studying in America.

Anjani once worked in one of the luxury hotel chains in America that has a hospitality network to Europe. That's what made him interested in developing the hotel business in his father's company, he learned a lot about how to manage the hospitality business while working there and wanted to practice it when he returned to his father's company, he wanted to have a chain of luxury hotels in all the major cities of the country, and after it was all successful, he wanted to develop them in the Asean region. A business plan that he had designed for a long time while he was working in America.

When Anjani was busy examining the report from one of the divisions meticulously, someone suddenly knocked on the door of her room, and her secretary immediately entered when she gave her permission.

"What's up?” anjani asked with annoyance, he would not like it the most if there are people who bother him to work. What's more when it's quite a lot of documents that he will complete, not to mention the meeting schedule that seems to pursue it every day.

“i want to give this miss” said his Secretary while putting a document on Anjani's desk.

“that's what?” anjani asked flatly without regard to what the secretary gave her.

“this is our contract with 3A Friend for the construction of our first hotel Nona” replied the secretary with respect.

Anjani then quit his job, he then immediately took the document and opened it, there he saw a contract agreement between his father's company Hardi corp and the company 3A Friend, who was, there he saw his father's signature as president director of the Hardi corp and also Arbi's signature as chief director of 3A Sahabat.

Anjani smiles happily at that. ‘finally my hotel business is starting soon, what I aspire to during this will soon be built his inner’ with an immeasurable feeling of pleasure seeing that contract. What you dream about will soon become a reality.

“ya already, out” said Anjani briefly told his secretary out, his secretary was according and came out with an annoyed face, Nonanya was rarely very kind to him, unless there was a desire, he said, then Anjani will speak softly to him.

After the door of the room closed, Anjani pulled out her phone and searched for Arya's name there, for some reason she wanted to tell Arya that the contract had been signed and asked Arya to prepare a design for her second hotel. because for that year he has got a budget from the company to build 3 hotels, and he wants 3 hotels that are already operational in the middle of next year, so he did not want to waste time delaying the construction of his second hotel.

For a moment Anjani recalled the face of Arya, who seemed to rotate his memory to the figure of Indra in the past. ‘Indra will never come back again, but at least I can have a friend who is very similar to her Inner’ Anjani.

Anjani put her phone in her right ear while looking back at the contract, and read it slowly.

“Halo Arya, the contract has been signed, and now you can make a second hotel design for me” said Anjani with enthusiasm.

“ini who?” tanyanya with a slightly annoyed tone heard the voice of the woman in Arya's number.

“this is me Rita, her secretary Pak Arya” replied Rita in a polite tone.

“this is not Arya's phone, why you lift” said Anjani with an angry tone that he could not stand.

“this is my number miss, not Mr. Arya, if you have a need with Mr. Arya, later I can arrange your meeting schedule with him, but it should be clear first the purpose of the meeting” Obviously Rita is still in a polite tone, even though her heart is already upset at Anjani.

Anjani turned off the phone by growling furiously, ‘you played me Arya, you think you who can be like this to me’ Anjani's face flushed holding back anger, she remembers very well Arya typing the number on her phone, Anjani, arya gave him Rita's number. The thing that made his heart seem to heat up, hotter than the hot sun and asphalt road that afternoon.

Anjani immediately stood up and took his bag he then left without caring anymore about the many reports he had to check that day, not to mention the schedule of his meeting later that afternoon with several divisions to check the performance development of his father's employees, his anger has made his work mood disappear instantly

*

Anjani growled angrily facing the receptionist in the company lobby 3A Friend, the receptionists did not answer his question at all who asked “where is Arya room?”

“sorry miss, do you have an appointment with Mr Arya?” asked the receptionist kindly to the angry-looking woman.

“what should there be an appointment first to know the room Arya” upset Anjani who is still trying to hold back his emotions, he really wants to meet Arya and spill his frustration on the man.

Anjani's presence there was seen by Arbi who had just come to the office after visiting several companies to meet his clients, including visiting Hardi corp, Anjani's office to meet Hardi and sign their contracts. The contract that finally brought Anjani to the office of 3A Sahabat that afternoon.

“sorry miss, but this is our procedure here” replied the receptionist politely, saying, The secretary was still trying to bravely hold her head up and keep smiling at Anjani who was staring at them with an angry face and murderous eyes.

“do you guys not know who I am?” asked Anjani who could no longer hold back her anger which made the 2 receptionists pias instantly and made it difficult for them to swallow their own saliva.

“what is this?” asked Arbi in a friendly tone when he reached the reception desk, he then glanced flirtatiously at the angry Anjani,