Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

Twenty Four

Nevan was sitting on the terrace wearing a white t-shirt. Occasionally he looked up to notice the flickering stars in the sky with a plate of boiled yam beside him.

Gantari appeared from behind. She stared at her husband's back, then turned to her boiled sweet potato. His throat always feels bitter when he sees Nevan the mother's child has now lived life as a porters. He immediately braced himself again, then hugged Nevan from behind cheerfully.

"Eating boiled sweet potatoes plus coffee, beugh, steady," he said.

Nevan chuckled, then briefly peeked at Gantari's head. "Good idea," he replied.

Gantari took off her hug, then sat down next to Nevan. "I'll look for a minute, yeah. Five minutes," he replied as he raised five of his fingers.

Nevan nodded, but when he saw Gantari start wearing sandals, Nevan said, "A black coffee, yes, dear."

Gantari frowned, then sat down again. "When do you like black coffee?"

Nevan laughed blandly. "Last noon Bang Ahmad nawarin black coffee on the project and it tasted good too."

"And cheap," continued Gantari while glancing. There was thin water covering his eyeball, and he looked down, trying to hide it from Nevan.

"Come on! I'm going to the stall, "give Nevan some spirit. It was not that he did not know, but this kind of atmosphere had to be diverted immediately.

Gantari looked up and smiled sweetly. He nodded, then grabbed Nevan's hand. Then they walked to the stall while holding hands.

"How many spoons are there?" gantari asked after arriving home again, causing Nevan to scratch his head cluelessly.

"Two spoons, yes," Gantari's initiative which greeted a nod agreed Nevan.

"His beginning?" ask Gantari again.

"Two spoons to be fair, too" Nevan chuckled back and they finally agreed.

After one cup of black coffee is ready to be brewed, they return again to the terrace because the boiled yam is already waiting there. Nevan immediately sipped it, then clucked favorably making Gantari sneer in disbelief.

Nevan again took a boiled sweet potato that was not warm anymore and ate it while staring at the night sky, making Gantari's heart was filled again to see it.

This man before him used to live all fulfilled, but chose to live this bitter life for his sake. Gantari almost cried, then rushed to get Nevan's coffee cup and immediately drank it, making Nevan glare in shock.

Replace Gantari who sniffed favors, then they laughed together. This is how happy it is.

***

Nevan is still sitting alone on the sofa, even though Gantari was already saying goodbye to coming home a while ago. He felt his heart being sliced, leaving a great pain as the memories turned again. Nevan hit his own chest because it felt so tight, to just breathe was so difficult.

Her lips seemed to shake, then her cries just broke. Only the sedu sedan that sounded so poignant echoed to every corner of the room. Under the incandescent lamp that emitted a golden color he sobbed alone.

Secretly Bi Pure noticed all from afar. Her tears spilled over seeing Nevan so visibly injured.

As for Gantari, he was equally tormented. Mr. Sarif even pulled the car over for a moment, giving his young lady time to sob until she calmed down, because she realized, she could not do anything.

***

After crying, Nevan's chest was slightly relieved. He went to his room and prepared to go out. Enjoying a wind slap is always the best alternative to fixing feelings for him. Nevan took his phone and typed something.

Nevandra Ardiona

21.58 WIB

I'm doing fine.

Nevan throws the origin of her phone into bed after a message is sent to Fikri. Better he report, than the door was broken by the former thug. Then he went back to looking for clothes in the closet, until his phone tinkled the sign of a message received.

Fikri Pradana Putra's

22.03 PM

Have you eaten yet?

Nevandra Ardiona

23.05 PM

No need to run

 

***

If usually Fikri who will pacing waiting for Nevan, but the day Widia's turn. He paced back and forth and urged Utami to find out if the boss of the day was coming or not.

"Wait a moment, brother," said Utami.

Widia left again with a bent face because the files could not be sent if Nevan had not signed. That means her job is delayed. Phew!

Finally people made Widia carefree this morning come too. He stepped casually into the door and left almost all of his employees flabbergasted.

"Are you healthy?" Utami was the first to welcome.

Nevan did not answer. He just glanced at his sweet secretary.

"It turns out two days off, you cut your hair? Cool, Sir. Like Song Joong Ki, "plain Nanda chirped.

Nevan held the end of her hair. Yes, she just changed her hairstyle to comma hairstyle. Then smile sweetly.

"All the files I want to sign, give them to Gantari," Nevan turned her body to face Gantari, and continued, "Gantari, bring the files to my room."

Gantari gawking. And also Utami. Did he get amnesia during the holidays, forget which secretary he was?

"Looks like the boss had a picnic, huh. Sumringah really," Widia said while handing over a stack of files to Gantari.

"Yes, I think we need a picnic too, so we can change the hairstyle," said Nanda who also deposited the file on Gantari.

Gantari glared at the files already piled up on her desk, then she painstakingly lifted her up to Nevan's room.

"Sir," he said gasping, "I think you are wrong to give instructions, deh."

Gantari placed all the files right in front of Nevan, then continued, "It's Utami's job, your secretary, not mine."

Nevan glanced at Gantari, then raised next to her eyebrows.

"Sit down," he said.

Gantari just shut up. He still stands up straight. However, it then sat down as well after Nevan flicked his chin.

"From now on it's your job" he said casually, opening one of the files.

Gantari was about to protest, but found herself on the sidelines of Nevan. "My mind is not focused. What if I make the wrong decision?"

Gantari remained silent, looking at her superior sharply.

"Isn't the main task of a risk analyst helping a company make good business decisions?"

Gantari could not bear to not snort when she heard all that. Making Nevan smile thinly, then continue to sign the second, third, and so on without inviting Gantari the slightest discussion as he had just said.

"OKs. It's all done, now you can go out" Nevan said suddenly.

Gantari let out her breath in disbelief. He just sat there watching Nevan scratch his signature, wasting his time.

"Come on, get out," Nevan repeated.

Gantari got up violently, then turned towards the exit, but Nevan called out again.

"Cantry?"

Gantari looked quickly with a ready-to-kill look.

"Bring all the files," continued Nevan cuek.

"Istighfar, istighfar," muttered Gantari as he lifted the pile of files.

Fikri came up with a dangdut humming. He went straight into Nevan's room, having winked a flirtatious eye at Gantari first.

"Whoa! It turned out to be really girls' gossip, if you suddenly look like Song Joong Ki," Fikri put his face closer to Nevan's hair.

"That's a coma hairstyle, right?" ask Fikri is still enthusiastic.

Nevan simply replied to him with a flat look.