Pursuing My Love of Hands

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Asmara opened the drawer lid on her dresser, in her glance every small room was looking for something that since yesterday he was looking for but never found.

"Where, huh?" Mara held her head, she tried to remember the last time she wore a pendant necklace that has now been lost.

He tried to search the bathroom, but he did not find his pendant. He went back to his bedroom, searching every bed. His body crouched down under the bed, but his eyes did not see the thing.

"Ck! I'm so careless. Why should it be lost?" Mara cursed herself. For years he used the pendant given by his mother, but now the pendant is gone.

Mara breathed a long breath, she tried to think harder to remember the pendant.

"Mara, did something happen?" Kamila asked her daughter when she found out at this hour, Mara did not come out of the room.

"Eh, Mother," Mara seemed to get nervous when she saw her mother had entered her room.

"You're looking for something, do you want me to help you?" Kamila volunteered to help Mara who looked like she was looking for something.

"Mobile phone, Mara's cell phone, ma'am," Mara's looking for excuses. He spontaneously mentioned that flat object of his.

"Mobile? Here" Kamila saw Mara's cell phone lying on the bed with a blue bed sheet.

"Oh, why are you there? Maybe Mara forgot, Mom," Mara took the phone with guilt that kept haunting her.

"I'm sorry, God." Mara can only ask for forgiveness from the heart for lying to her mother. He chose to hide this from his mother first, until he actually found the locket.

"Mom's got breakfast ready, or you want to have lunch?" Ask Kamila to Mara who is still washed away by her daydream.

"Em, thank you, Mom. I just want supplies," said Mara accompanied by a smile of falsehood.

"Well, I'll prepare," Kamila went outside the room to the kitchen to prepare provisions for Mara.

As big as this, Mara sometimes felt embarrassed because she was still prepared for breakfast by her mother. However, if Mara made breakfast, her mother always forbade her on the grounds that Mara would be tired from working. His mother gave Mara a chance to cook only on holiday.

After getting supplies and say goodbye to his mother, Mara immediately went to work. As usual he drove his car to the store where every day he had to think hard, looking for new ideas for his current business.

After a few minutes, Mara turned off her car engine in front of her cake shop. He came out with some tent in his hand. Unaware, from a distance of several meters there was someone who was watching him with a happy feeling. Despite looking from afar, at least seeing his current state made his heart relieved.

"He was different" Byan opened the helmet glass to see more clearly Mara's figure there. His cheerfulness, as well as his gentle greeting to some employees who were waiting for him to come were also the center of Byan's attention. He really did not expect, Asmara who used to be a cool and quiet woman, turned out to be a hundred and eighty degrees.

As soon as Mara entered the store, Byan again closed the helmet glass and immediately put forward his sport bike. This morning, Byan was so happy to have seen Mara. Moreover, Mara was so cheerful after the other day Byan had seen Mara a little grim.

"She's bothering me," Byan continued to shake her head, she became unfocused on driving because her brain kept thinking about Mara. He immediately gasped into his office.

Byan arrived at the office at ten, he never came to this meeting. Usually he is always on time and does not like every employee to come late. However, just because he stalked a woman this morning, he became oblivious to her habit.

"Pak Byan" said Sam to his secretary.

"What's up, Sam?" byan replied as he looked at Sam with a worried face.

"Sir, did you forget today?"

"I don't forget today, what kind of question is that, Sam?" Byan raised his eyebrows, he felt something strange about Sam. Byan never thought his secretary would dare to ask such a question to him.

"Sir, today there was a meeting with a big Investor. You late?" Sam tried to remind Byan. The hope is only one, hopefully Byan will not abuse him this time.

"W-what??" Byan was surprised but his voice was still controllable. He wanted to curse Sam for not contacting him. But he brushed it all off, knowing that his delay today was his own fault.

"Ck! Why didn't you call me?" Byan clucked, he tried to sigh to make it a little calmer.

"Sir, I've called repeatedly. But Father didn't me"

"Argh! Shit," Byan walked quickly to his study. He realized, since then his cellphone continues to vibrate but he did not touch it because it was busy stalking Mara.

"Prepare all the files" Byan told Sam.

"It's all ready, sir," replied Sam a little scared by lowering his head.

Byan had never once been this careless. Moreover, this was a big investor for his company. If he fails, then there is no way Malik will scold him all out.

He immediately rushed, because in the meeting room he had been waiting since five minutes ago. Even though it was only five minutes late, Byan's feelings were so riled up. His brain must continue to spin to think about how to get the trust of the big investor.

"Nearly," Byan shook his head after finishing the meeting followed by Sam's secretary from behind.

"Sir Byan is great!" Sam praised his Boss who was able to subdue that big investor.

Byan smiled grinning, glad today he can solve the problem he made himself. "You can go home early today, Sam,"

"W-what Sir?" Sam felt disbelief at what his Boss had just said.

"Yes, get the job done!" Byan walks into his study after giving Sam an order.

"Oh my God, what's with that rock today?" Sam tried to think hard, he was so happy because today will not come home again. At least today was already a lot of work completed by him, so he could be more relaxed.

"His face has always been beaming these few days" Sam murmured again inwardly. He knew if there was any change from the current Byan. According to him, there is something that is affecting the attitude of Byan now.

Still with his helmet and red sports bike, he ordered Sam to go home early today because he himself wanted to go home early.

For work, he has solved. He should have celebrated his company's victory today, but he cleared it all for something.

Byan headed to the flower shop, he bought a bucket of fresh white roses and brought the flowers with him. I don't know what he bought the flower for, which his heart clearly knows if he needs it right now.

"Excuse me" called Byan to an employee who happened to pass in front of him.

The young woman placed her index hand on her chest, making sure that it was true that she was being summoned by the helmeted man.

Byan stepped closer to the young woman, then he handed her the white rose bucket he had bought earlier.

"Please give it to Asmara" said Byan gently.

"Are you the man who gave the vitamins ..."

"Thank you" Byan said only briefly. He then returned to his motorcycle and left around Mara's cake shop.

"Is the Man a Mara Mba facility? Renata asked confusedly, but he did not want to think more. He decided to go into the store immediately after the break.

"This is for Mba," Renata put the flower bucket on Mara's desk.

"Re??" Mara raised her eyebrows not understanding Renata's intentions.

"Thank you Mba, maybe he's Mba Mara's big fan." Renata just came out after putting the flower bucket on Mara's desk.

"Fans??" Mara felt strange, before she never got things like this from someone she did not know the trunk of her nose.

"Renata shouldn't have accepted haphazardly, what if that person had malicious intentions?"

Mara searched for the sender's card, but she could not find it. He went out to ask Renata more.

"Renata," call Mara.

"Yes, Mba," replied Renata approaching Mara.

"Re, do you know the person who gave this flower?"

"No," Renata shook her head.

"Then why do you accept the gifts of just anyone? What if he has malicious intentions?" Mara tries to advise Renata to no longer accept gifts from careless people.

"Sorry Mba," Renata bowed listlessly.

"Next time you know the person, or you don't have to accept anything!"

"Mba, but I'm sure he's the vitamin C guy" Renata said with confidence.

"Vitamin C?" Mara tries to remember back if the other day she received vitamin C from someone.

"Yes Mba, the guy is cool, handsome and ..."

"Whatever the form, from now on don't just accept anymore!" Mara went straight into her room leaving Renata.