Senior Beautiful Incaranku

Feeler

Povs. Danu Narendra's

After delivering Mba Hana home, I immediately covered. Drive the wheels of my car with a speed that is considered quite high but not also like a professional racer.

Can't focus, my brain even remembers Mba Hana's words earlier. Some things I just knew. Ex-husband and divorce Ayuna.

It could be, her ex-husband is coming again. Duh! Like in the movies!

Mba asked, do you know what the problem is Ayuna with her ex-husband?

Mba actually saw Ayuna several times in the religious court, and last three days ago during her divorce hearing.

"Armghhhh!!!" I hit the steering wheel a few times. Show me how bo-dohnya I do not know anything about him.

Why could this be?

I stopped the car right in the alley leading to Ayuna's rented house. For a moment I let this heart muffle, preparing to meet Ayuna. But I remember Mba Hana's message.

Let Ayuna calm down first, so that she can think clearly!

Yes, I should have let Ayuna think first. To let him without me, even for a moment.

But my heart doesn't feel like Ayuna is currently with another man. Heuh? I seem to have forgotten my consciousness.

I wanted Ayuna too much, so I didn't realize she didn't want me.

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Activity starts again.

I feel lazy to go to work today, because all night can not sleep. My chaotic mind is not because it makes my head continue to throb. It causes an incredible feeling of dizziness.

If I don't think about the many tasks I have to complete, I prefer to be absent and rest. Besides, it seems like I already have a longing for someone. Because since yesterday, I couldn't stand it and wanted to see him soon.

A longing?

Just be right!

I arrived on time, it turned out that I was still empty. No one has come yet. I chose to sit my butt on the chair next to Ayuna's desk.

"Sssssst," I hissed, as I felt that the head was getting heavier.

I chose to close my eyes, pinching my head near the base of my nose with my fingers. Hopefully with this light massage, it can reduce my sense of urination.

"And you, you're sick again?" Suddenly, Gita's voice was heard.

I did not turn my head, choosing to continue the action of a light massage by my own fingers.

"A little dizzy, Git," I replied.

"Aren't you having breakfast, Danu?" It was Syifa's turn to ask.

"Udah," I answered briefly. It's clear that I don't swallow any food.

"Continue, why the dizziness?"

I'm not answering Syifa's questions that will probably continue. I'd better shut up, then get to work. When I turned around, it turned out that Ayuna was already sitting in her work chair.

The deg!

Our eyes met.

Then, they both throw away each other's eyes.

Ah, why is it like this?

I thought, my current sense of longing would heal if I looked at it longer. But, just a split second I couldn't even look at him.

I immediately got out of my chair, to head to the office pantry. Then Ayuna chose to turn on her computer.

It cannot be allowed, even though I already know that Ayuna is a widow. But, she still looks like a virgin. Real pretty.

I immediately shook my head, removing the shadow of Ayuna's face that made my head throb.

Arriving at the pantry, I was met with Satria. Well, I'm sorry so early that I've faced him.

"Would you make coffee?" Ask Satria.

I felt suspicious, because he greeted me first. There must be something behind those bases. Especially the fake smile. Did he make fun of me because he took Ayuna yesterday? Goddamn it!

"Just take the water," I replied lazily.

"Why not coffee?"

What the fuck? Why seem to force? Makes me even more lazy.

"I don't drink coffee" I said in a slow tone but was annoyed.

"Heuh, cook young people like you don't coffee? No way?"

No matter what the assessment is, I definitely don't want to make small talk with him. Even though his level of office is higher than me who is just an ordinary employee. Leave it!

Arriving in front of the room, it turns out that my three female colleagues were talking. I decided to stop the move for a moment. Right now I'm eavesdropping.

"There is, but if you want to rent on my decket the price is quite mehong," said Gita.

"I've got empty costs, Mba, you want to see first?" Ask Syifa.

"No, you know who I'm moving from?" Tanya Ayuna was full of searching.

"Well, said Mas Satria kemaren. Mba Yuna again looking for a boarding or contract that," replied Syifa.

"I'm not a pin-"

Ayuna's eyes looked at me in the doorway, hanging the words she had not finished yet.

I threw another glance, headed towards my work chair and placed warm water on the table.

"Mba, if you want to spend in my place can not make husband and wife," said Syifa.

Hearing the words of Syifa, my heart seemed to want to rebel. Holy hooch! I'm very upset. Even my headache is growing.

I sipped the warm water slowly, trying to neutralize this chaotic feeling. Distract by staring at a computer screen and doing my unfinished work.

"Yuna, my advice is that you look for an apartment!" Gita Sahut.

"It's good to go home once a week, right?" gita again.

"Well, if Mas Bagus comes home once a week what does that have to do, Ta? Syifa asked with a questioning face.

"Yes, it has nothing to do with it. Especially with me. Good for Husband Yuna!" Gita laughing.

While Syifa just scratched her head yet to understand. He seems to be thinking hard.

Oh, it's all starting to unfold. My ignorance has been open one by one. Starting from the expression Mba Hana yesterday, followed by a conversation by my own colleagues this morning.

Really, my head feels like it's about to break.

So, the Good name that I often heard on the sidelines of their conversation was Ayuna's husband. Wait, the truth is ex-husband.

But it seems Gita and Syifa also do not know if Ayuna has divorced her husband. Is that how closed an Ayuna Maharani is? Even the people around him do not know the ins and outs.

The type of feeling.

That's right what Mba Hana said. That's Ayuna.

Their conversation did not continue because Ayuna was silent, not answering the questions of Gita and Syifa. Looks like it's his flagship way to close a discussion. Just as he did to me.

"Eh, Danu's staying in the apartment?"

Gita started to voice back. The whole room was starting to go out. Focus on each other's work.

"Yuna, try asking Danu. Who knows if he has any acquaintances!" Further again.

"No need."

Yes, everyone knows Ayuna would say that. Irit spoke, but if he spoke his words could be immediately heartbreaking. Negligently.

"Well, what is it? Danu can help. Isn't that Danu???

The gita continues. Looking at me, as if waiting for an answer. But I refuse to speak at this time. There was a time when I wanted to be quiet too. Although I actually said a lot to say.

I just stared at Gita for a moment, then shook my head a few times quietly.

"Well, you don't want to help Ayuna? This is bad, mah!" Gita Sahut.

I didn't shake because I didn't want to. I mean, I asked Gita to end the conversation immediately. Because I understand, if Ayuna doesn't want to talk about this right now.

Satria, it seems like this conversation started from him.

I who heard the Gita's expression was silent, not replying with gestures or anything like that. Because it feels so free. What is, later Ayuna even assesses me differently.

"Yuna, do we need Mr. Robert's help? He must have helped, right?"

"Gita!!!"

Suddenly, Ayuna's tone was already very high. Even all this was unexpected because Ayuna had formed the Gita.

"Eh, why are you yelling at me? I'm gonna help you find a way out?" Gita said a little.

"No need to help me,"

"No need to be self-employed, too,"

"Because not everyone wants to be helped by others, including me!"