Ravana's Note: Scandal

Ravana's Note: Meeting and Farewell

Ravana took a deep breath while sitting leaning in front of the window that was right next to the corridor of Sisca's room.

That red door from two days ago did not open.

They were worried about Sita's situation in there, but seeing that the child was still active on his social media to just browse, the worry disappeared.

But there's no sign of life going to Sisca.

And any sign.

Any hunch, too.

If Sisca really did not exist in this world, her body would have to be buried immediately. But the door was not open.

Silently the young man turned his gaze to the side courtyard at the edge of the window.

Beautiful garden with selected trees.

In the distance, the top of Mount Sindoro is covered in white fog.

Eyang Gandhes threw two bags into his Rolls Royce, then approached Ravana. “Le, I did not follow to Villa Slope Merapi yo, Mia arep miladan miko bengi,” (Son, I went to the slopes of merapi yes, Mia want a birthday party later tonight).

“Iya Eyang,” hiss Ravana lethargic.

Then Eyang Gandhes stared at the red door from outside. “If Sita comes out, call. Food desecrated. But he usually keeps a lot of snacks in the room. Hence can not be out of the room two days,”

“That doesn't capture signals or anything else from Sisca?” ask Ravana. The question he had several times addressed to Eyang Gandhes, in fact. And the almost 150-year-old woman did not tire of answering Ravana's question.

The young man was frustrated, desperate and grieving.

“Usually Le, if in 3 days there is no sign of anything, he is already calm at His side. Includes Qorinnya,” says Eyang Gandhes.

Again Ravana just nodded while back leaning his head on the edge of the window, then closed his eyes, enjoying the sunlight that hit his face.

“Sabar ya Le, Eyang can only hope you persevere through,”

“Eyang has done so much for us. Thanks eyang,”

The woman smiled gently and nodded slowly, then got into her car.

While staring at the departure of Eyuang who slowly disappeared in the fog, Ravana was waiting again. He will be there until Sita is ready to come out.

Basically humans are only ready for meetings but not by parting. Meeting is destiny, and every encounter always leads us to another destiny. Not always the meeting to unite sometimes the meeting must also separate.

And no one is ready for separation, the fact is that we will never appreciate meeting if we never feel parting.

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Nayaka dropped herself on the chair inside her cubicle and stared nanar forward. He thought of Ai, and the shitty incident the other day.

Was futile? All these years he hopes with the figure of Ai all in vain?

People say love beats everything, but it turns out Ai doesn't even fight for it, instead she has a boyfriend all over!

And that made Nayaka ashamed. Even very embarrassed.

So what was he considered all along? The struggle all this time to win Ai's heart turned out to be in vain? And when was Ai close to another woman besides Nayaka? All those questions raged in the mind of the 19-year-old woman.

“Nay..”

So all this time...

Nayaka is after something pseudo.

He felt instantly very stupid.

“Nay?”

Seconds by seconds he spent thinking about Ai. While imagining Ai he even designed something that could be suitable for Ai, such as accessories, watches, and even jewelry that is suitable for Ai.

Even his work reached record sales in Europe and America because of its theme that is very suitable for rainbows. Not too manly, but also not feminine. It's all because of his mecca to the figure of Ai who is desirable but on the one hand the guy can still show his manlyness.

“Nayakaa,”

“Gosh!” Nayaka immediately stood up in shock while throwing his phone.

Rumi Rutherford's arrest. “Om! Don't bother dong!!” nayaka riled. The girl rubbed her ears because Rumi's voice was right next to her earlobes.

“Ai again - Ai again, long ago I also heard ngondek,” grumbled Rumi while staring at Nayaka's phone. The screen even used a photo of Ai who was Nayaka candid.

“Not Om business! Herein!”

Rumi held up her phone and took a selfie. Then tamper with Nayaka's phone.

“Heh! Don't want to push people's privacy ih!”

“Nih!” Rumi hands Nayaka's phone. Nayaka cringing. The screen screen had already turned into a photo of Rumi with a frown. “Let you inget work,”

“Cape deeee,” grumbled Nayaka while intending to replace the screen hape.

“Triwulanan September-”

“Gosh I forgot!” cut Nayaka directly, “Mau dimeetingin later afternoon ya Om! Oh yes Brother Mia wants to go to Merapi Slope! Bentar bentaaaar, I match the number until 00.00 yesterday,”

“From yesterday you haven't worked?”

“Belom,”

“Lo even belom post the numbers? That excelnya still blank..”

“Iya,”

“So now who you say jerk it-”

“Let me time 2 hours!”

“Two hours..” muttered Rumi while sneering. It is certainly not going to be timed because after posting a financial statement at least takes 2 days, a day if it is really a master like an employee of the Public Accountant Office.

Then the man also pressed the phone button on the table Nayaka, “Mia, meeting tomorrow aja end we party at Vila Bu Gandhes yes, GSA also want to be ready to guard this out,”

“Om!” Nayaka grabbed the phone and closed it, “Sabar dikit why the hell?!”

“For work problems do not argue, here I am the boss,”

“Mbak Mia Her Boss,”

“He's just a matter of design, I'm a technical affair. You know what, if your work is not serious it is better to actually move to the division. Your creative affairs are more talented like,”

“Mother I want here, Om. Because if to establish a company we must understand the basics of finance and financial cunning,”

“Financial chican? I mean the trick is like. So it's still a long way to go, Nay..” Rumi seduces Nayaka.

“Design solution, I already have talent, so stay really that glank-ngeblank,”

“What's that blank?”

Nayaka glanced at Rumi at a glance, then while clearing his throat awkwardly he sipped coffee on his desk, “Many, Om,” murmured slowly.

“Slow Nay, the work can not be directly so. There is a process walopun you son conglomerate,” said Rumi. “And... don't think about AI. He was already happy with his path,” Rumi chuckled while leaving the Nayaka cubicle.

“... Break up Love really with Anacondorheroes, hehe, Amit-amit,” added Rumi slowly.