
Elvis Presley's Office
"That's your father Ian. Gini cannot. There you go back to work. Making power points just don't pass," grumbled Kartika.
"I did that good thing. What the hell is wrong?"
"It's Ian's fault. You're this. You didn't enter a picture of her clothes. That's gonna be important. Video of us in making the clothes is also not you show," said Kartika while checking the power point on Ian's laptop.
"Woi! Haikal manyun lo. The road is also bent. Samacam break up in love," Ian's teased up.
"Haikal? You why?" Tanya Kartika was worried.
"Eh even left his work. Loh Kartika's. It's because of Haikal that's why you forgot your job. Do you like Haikal? Just try me as handsome as Haikal you must be sticky as I keep going" Ian joked.
"I went into the workspace first. Sorry Kartika I want to be alone."
Kartika was silent looking at Haikal who entered her room.
"Thank you Kartika. Died again. Same with me. It won't be left again."
"Well, please. Here's your laptop I brought to my desk. I don't focus on your face."
"Not focused because I'm handsome, right? You can't stand my charm."
"Dream times!" Cibir Kartika took the laptop to his desk.
"Evening uncle disappointed me so much. But whose picture is that?" He asked while taking the photo out of his briefcase.
He saw the photo he took last night from the white house. He frowned because he did not recognize the family photo. The photo is very old. It's black and white. In the photo there are two adult women and one small girl whose face is familiar according to Haikal. He watched in great detail.
"This is them standing in the white house earlier. Who are they, huh? This little girl I seem to know. Who is he? Hmm it looks like he is, ." he thought long.
"Haikal you help me dong," said Salwa who brought several maps.
"It seems he's busy. Hah had to do everything alone," he said again closed the door to Haikal's room.
"Yes I know this girl. He is Shizuka," he said confidently.
"Who are the two women today? Must be one of Shizuka's mothers. Keep this girl?" He looked at the woman who was no stranger to him.
"This is also as I've seen. Where ya?"
Haikal remembered the woman. But he doesn't remember it either. Not long after that Haikal also saved the photo. He started his work by opening several maps. He reads pages by page with focus. A few seconds later he complained about his father again.
"I can be stressed with this problem" he said closing the file.
Phone's ringing.
"Hello! Good Morning, with Elvis Presley Company. Can I help you?"
"Good morning sir. I am Zoya Zoverga. I'm part of the design company Jetwoje Zoverga. What about the meeting for tomorrow, sir? Is your company able to meet tomorrow morning at the Sasaki Hotel?"
"Oh Bu Zoya's. Sorry to confirm with my boss first yes ma'am. I'll tell mom later."
"Yes well sir! Thank you" Zoya ended the call.
"I forgot that there's a meeting tomorrow. Why didn't anyone tell me? It's weird workers now. A lot of lupanya," he said confused.
"Sasaki's Hotel? If the meeting there means most likely I get a chance to meet dad," he said again with a beaming face.
Ian knocked on Haikal's door.
"Lake in!" Haikal said firmly.
"It's material for a percentage with Zetwoje Zoverga's company tomorrow."
"Didn't Kartika or Salwa call you last night? He didn't tell you that, did he? That's outrageous!"
"No! Not so. I was busy last night. I didn't know there was an incoming call. Here I check the material first. What about power point?"
"Aman Haikal!"
Shizuka was crying all the time on the balcony of her room. He cried incessantly until his eyes were closed. He wept for himself and his dark future. The darkness began to cover his life since he felt alone, his career that never materialized, and the many people who were bullying him. Sometimes Shizuka's eyes also blurred staring at something from a distance. But he still endured his shortcomings by feeling normal looking like everyone else.
The symptoms of eye pain he had experienced had long been hidden by him. Both eyes continue to feel pain, shed tears and lately also his eyes seem to be going out because of the pain. That morning Shizuka spent her time lying in her room. He closed his eyes as if to calm his mind and also his excruciating eyes.
"I can't be anything with my illness. I am weak and sick. How can I achieve my dream? I was not born into a rich family either. I also don't have anyone who can get me out of these torturous shackles. What and how am I?" His murmured sobbing imagining his dark future.
"What should I do?" He cried out in his heart with tears flowing.
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"Zoya, Delasa, Anggita, Fauzi, and Ogi, you've been here a long time?" Astria asked sitting next to Zoya.
"Astria, you like it? Where's your promise that you said you'd win our company against Elvis Presley's?"
"You know Zoya the company's been around for a long time. I can't read the company's moves. Why don't you ask Mark Delta Winarto for help? He was the one behind you. Helping you voluntarily until your company is almost equivalent to the Elvis Presley company. Why haven't I seen you with her in months? You're with her okay, right?"
Zoya was silent with a shy look.
"What's wrong? Is Mark married again?" Astria asked toying with her drinking straw.
"Good morning everyone!" Sapa Faiz to everyone present from Zetwoje Zoverga company."
"Hello Bu Zoya!" Sapa Kartika shakes hands with Zoya.
"Are we late?" Haikal asked who had just arrived while tidying up his hair.
Kartika and Salwa stared at Haikal with a flick. They blushed in shame because Haikal always looked neat wherever he went. Zoya who noticed the attitude of Salwa and Kartika smiled flatly because for her women are very abstinent to act like that. Faiz realizes Zoya is looking towards Salwa and Kartika. So he asked Salwa and Kartika to sit down and work professionally. All the other employees looked at the two of them while smiling mockingly.
"What's so funny? You guys aren't happy to see people happy?" Sosor Salwa pulled his chair hard to sit on.
"Salwa please speak politely!" Faiz's orders stared at everyone in silence.
"Ok right away we start the material," Zoya suggests.
Haikal sat down between Ian and Faiz and said, "Alright. We will start with the introduction of new products that we create in pampering and warming the body during the rainy season.
"Haikal please show us our new design while showing the sample" Faiz whispered.
Haikal nodded and grabbed the plastic bag containing their new product. He gave it to everyone who was there. When Zoya received the product, she looked at Haikal in astonishment. At that time Haikal continued to present meeting materials. He does not realize Zoya who seems restless by flipping through their products.
"What's wrong with her?" Kartika whispered to Salwa.
"Eh sir please don't go through that table over there!" Tegur Receptionist.
Haikal stopped looking at the man he was waiting for. The man scratched his head staring at Haikal who seemed to be chasing him again. Zoya shook her head hinting not to interfere with her work.
"Winarto Delta Mark. Long time no see!" Astria approached him.
"Astria? You still remember me?"
"certain. You are Zoya's husband, right? You are also the Director of the Delta Group. Where have you been all this time, Mark?" Astria asked impatiently waiting for her answer.
"Dad!" Haikal ran to see Mark.
"What's? I didn't hear wrong? The young man called Mark's father?" Zoya muttered in surprise.