SCANDAL MYSELF AND YOURSELF

SCANDAL MYSELF AND YOURSELF
Scandal - #9 Sintarina Dewi Safiti



Monday will be a busy day. I was at the office at 8 a.m. Wh why? Because I can't sleep anymore after waking up at 3 this morning to complete the Pre-Design stage of the new client request.



This design is a little more difficult because it plans many things by adjusting the soil conditions and the environment to be built.




"For Sinta"



"For the Lingga, why have you come?"



"She, this time there are friends who want to come. He's your senior. Later he will help our company while Mas want to go to the US."



"Mas Lingga going to the US? Why?"



"La. Go to college. Maybe you guys will stay 2 years."



"2 years is a long time ago"



"Hahaha, there's no feeling. Moreover, my replacement is more handsome. You will definitely feel at home."



"Emmm, who is it?"



"Is. You know the guy."




Degs..



Be familiar. Who are the friends of Mas Lingga that I know? What is Radit's sister? But the friend of Mas Lingga that I know there are a few more people.




"No need to think of Sin"



"Yes Mas"




At 9 everyone arrived. There are no special hours when we work. But we agreed to enter at 9 to make it more delicious and able to gather. Because we are a creative industry, we only prioritize the timeliness of deadlines and appointments with clients. Not hours of attendance.




Suddenly Mas Lingga came out of his room. And immediately head to the door leading downstairs. He was in a hurry. I just noticed. Has Mas Lingga's friend come. Not long after that Mas Lingga entered with someone.




"Guys, watch me first."




All faced Mas Lingga and took turns to see the guests brought by him. My eyes, just glued to him. Someone from the past. Someone I've let down.




"This is Kalea Arka Raditya. He will hold the Creation Of Art while for 2 years I was in the US. Radit, please take care and help your friends here to move forward."



"Hello all. I'm Radit, just call me Radit when you're at the office. Can you call me Mr. Radit or Mr. Kalea when with a client. I feel trapped by leaving Lingga to the US for 2 years. Thank you." Thank you."



Mas Lingga and Kak Radit laughed, and finally the other friends also laughed. Except me. I still look at her amazement. He's still the same as he used to be, just thinner, better looking because his skin is cleaner than it used to be back in High School. More mature look. Aaarg, this is God's test.




Finally everyone shook hands with Radit and Brother Radit arrived in front of me.



"Hello Ina, we'll see you again."



I still see it without reaction. Just looking blankly.



"You sick?" There's a hand holding my cheek. Holding gently as if reassuring that what I saw was right him.



"Akh, sorry brother. It's good to see you again."




"Aw"



"Don't daydream again next time. Or I'll pinch your chubby cheeks."



He then smiled crisply while going towards Mas Lingga. And then they went into the room.



"You know his friend Lingga Sin?" Ask Mas Adi.



"Know. Kan uang uang class used to fit Samaan High School with Mas Lingga."



"Owh pantes he dares pinch your cheeks. But how come you're in shock?"



"It's not unexpected to meet, because he said he studied outside the city, it turned out back."



"Hemmm that"



"Udah ah Mas Adi's. Ask for more work. It's meeting later."



"Yes yes"




I continued my work until lunch time. I didn't know that everyone had left until someone handed me my favorite meal box. Fast food boneless chicken and kebabs.



"Eat first Ina, work later."



"Sister Radit. Have you eaten hours?"



I saw the clock was almost 1 o'clock.



"Yuk eat. Let it not hurt. Brother Radit kangen Ina, so befriend Radit's sister."



"But…"



Brother Radit dragged me into the pantry room.



"How many years have you met Na?"



"But then, Brother, here Ina is called Sinta, Radit calls Ina the same as other friends as well. Then we don't meet maybe 7 years old."



"Old yes. I don't think Ina is an adult now. Sorry, Sinta means it. Brother call you Sintari. Let's not have a hard time calling him."



"It's my brother."




She smiles. Still with an old smile. A smile that always made me feel at home. If it wasn't for my friendship I might still be with him. But I have also found Revaro who is also no less charming with Kak Radit.



But having to work with my ex and meet every day for two years is not what will happen to my heart.




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