Secretly Loving You's

Ch 40 - Unexpected Meeting

What an exhausting day. I managed to get home first today. Avoiding crucial times when only the two. Searching for the two files, will cause a mixture of emotions that I also doubt can control.

What do women do when they are heartbroken? How to cure it?

The desire to dodge was so great, that I unconsciously walked down the path of Gajah Mada. Drove the motor at medium speed while daydreaming.

What's the best healing I can do right now? Visiting friends? Ah yes, I forgot. My close friends have all returned to their villages. If not, they work out of town. No friends to hang out with.

What is the best entertainment that the city of Jember can provide at the moment? Watching movies? Whywaddle? The ngafe? If I could go home, I would have gone down the rice fields and small hills. Staring at the green scenery is at least quite soothing. There is no other option, it seems like watching a movie is a pretty good idea for now.

I put the sign light to the left when I saw the Kota Cinema Mall in plain sight. Enter the parking area and begin to circle the area. Next to the parking area there is a food terrace neatly lined up to form the letter U. A wide variety of dishes are available. From Indonesian cuisine, chinese food to western food. In the middle there is an open stage which has been provided chairs for visitors who want to enjoy the dish while listening to live music.

I was tempted to sit there. But because of my goal to watch the movie, I continued to step into the main building. My main intention is to watch a heart-wrenching sad film so that when crying, no one judges. Unfortunately, the film aired all horror. Doesn't fit my melo mood. I finally decided to sit in the chairs and order food.

While waiting for the food to arrive, I started scrolling the phone. Actually my phone is not quiet. There are some men who contact, be it from friends during college or some people who I have rejected his application. I don't know why, I'm not interested in all of them. There is no confusion or just a feeling of admiration. In my eyes, they were like newborn chicks. It cannot be juxtaposed with him, who is like an eagle .... Again, I remember it.

"Hi Ma'am. I was looking at it from far away. Very familiar with his face. Just inget, if that Mbak who nolongin I bring provisions for Abi. Em, if not wrong, Ms. Ar ... Arsha huh?" A gentle pat on the shoulder distracts me from the phone. I automatically looked at the owner of the voice and .. in front of me stood the woman I did not want to meet. Nadja.

"Alone, Mother? Can you sit here?" Without waiting for an answer, the woman pulled up the chair and sat down next to me. I was too surprised to answer every word.

"She's still looking for parking. He'll be here any minute. Oh, there it is." Nadya looked up and waved her hands. Code the man in question to approach him.

I'm shock. Completely shock! My goal was to go home quickly to avoid it, but why are we meeting here now? With his wife again?! What kind of bad luck is this?!

"Bi, here, here." Nadya stood up and pulled the hand of the man who had been beside her. "I met Ms. Arsha. The one I picked up yesterday was."

I really want to hide into the ant hole. I don't want to meet them!! Why should I meet here?!

But, unwillingly I refused their presence, I still had such a courtesy that I pulled the corner of the lips as wide as possible and turned to greet the man.

"Hehe, hi, sir. Meet here, hehe ...." A stupid smile adorned my face. I don't know what my face is in front of him.

The man looks stunned. He's still in his office suit. That means he just got home. Inadvertently my eyes saw Nadya's hand twitching on her arm. My throat was suddenly blocked with tears that suddenly came. I quickly turned my face.

"Lho, Arsha? You're here? I was looking for you." The man immediately pulled out a chair and sat in front of me. "Lately you've been missing all of a sudden huh."

"Hehe, yes Sir ...."

"Who's here?" He looked over and there.

"Only, Mr ...."

"Well?"

"Ih, Abi. People come here if they don't watch eating. How are you still being asked, what?" Nadya pinched his arm spoiled. Then sit next to him with his hands still running.

"The thing is, this kid rarely goes out of the house." He (i was lazy to say his name) said as he looked at Nadya, then looked back at me with a sharp look. "Have my father's permission if you're here?" tanyakanya. Ah, all this time I misinterpreted her gaze. I think it's a look of like, it turns out the gaze of a sister towards her sister? Haha. Stupid me.

"You guys seem very familiar ...." Nadya looked at us one by one with a probing look. I opened my mouth, trying to refute his suspicions.

"I ...."

"We are working partners. Arsha's room is closest to mine. Yes it is familiar. I eat his food almost every day."

"Oh, don't-don't Ma'am Arsha this junior who hurt his leg?" Nadya's voice rose by an octave. I don't know if it's just my feeling, but I heard a dislike tone

"Yep." The man crossed both arms across his chest while nodding his head. His eyes still look at me sharply. It was as if I had made a mistake, whereas he himself had PHP son people!!

"Bi, isn't your movie starting soon? It was 19:15 WIB. There go." Nadya pulled her hand up to stand up.

"Are you really not watching?"

"No. I don't like Doctor Strange. I'm here, same as Arsha. Yeah, isn't it, Mommy?" Nadya looked at me with a smile, while her palm was cupped above mine. I had no chance to refuse, other than to assent like a fool.

"Ar, you don't want to watch?" This time, the man threw a question at me which I answered with a headband. "Yes, I'm in first. Stay here yes. In two hours, I'm back."

I just want calm. Healing. He tries to clear his mind and heal his wounded heart. Why can't I get that simple request? Why do I have to meet the Wound Giver?!

"Bak Arsha seems younger than me. If you can tell, what age?" Next session, question and answer session. If I was in Nadya's position, maybe I would have done the same. Which wife does not worry if she finds her husband telling her that he is familiar with coworkers? Plus, often eat the cooking of the partner. Why did he answer like that? Wouldn't it be enough to say that we were just ordinary coworkers. That way, I don't have to face a question and answer session like this.

"I'm 22 Mbak ...."

"Oh, that's young. Abi should treat you like a child, hehe. I'm 27. Can I just call Arsha?"

"Yes, please Ma'am ...."

"Have you worked here for a long time?"

"You're three months old, Ma'am."

"Oh, it's new. Training, what contract employees directly remain?"

"Still training Ma'am. There's an evaluation period soon."

"Oh, yeah. It is natural to be sacrificed like that. Especially fresh graduate." Nadya nodded her head. "Working here?"

"Yes, be at home, Ma'am ...."

"It must be hard working with Abi huh? He's very perfectionist. You must be hard every day."

"Not really, Ma'am. Mr. Armand is very good."

"Oh, reasonable. You're the new kid. Maybe he was afraid of losing his men like before. That's why he's being nice. It's hard to find someone new again. Teaching from the beginning again. If he's good like that, you don't baper ya."

"Eh, e-no Ma'am." Shocked, panicked, embarrassed, into one. I looked at Nadya with a wave. The woman just smiled a little. Smile understood and .. cynical 'is it? Ah, I think I saw it wrong.

"The pig is fascinating. I don't know how many women he made baper. But yes, he was unconscious. He thought what he was doing was natural." Nadya spoke while dumbstruck.

"It's only natural that many people like. Abi is perfect. In terms of perfect physicality. Tall and handsome. Good job too. His family is rich too. Which woman wouldn't like it? Aye, right?"

"But, as free as a flying bird, it will know its way home. I let it go, because I knew he would eventually come home to me." Nadya suddenly looked at me with a big smile.

"There's something funny. He asked me to marry, I wasn't ready. He chose the fast way. He made me swollen gini. We were only married for 5 months, but I was 8 months old. Funny, is he? And without being made swollen, I'm not going anywhere either ..." Blah... Blah... Blah...

Too much information I received, made my head dizzy and my stomach acid rose. The drink that just came in, threatened to come out again. It would be a shame if I vomited at a time like this.

Hold Arsha!! Hold it!!

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