TEARS OF WAITING

AMP Season 2 part 7 Suspicious

Nadia turned her head to cancel her step and saw Zan walking towards her.

“True, you have food?” Asked the man and Nadia nodded.

“Eat, who knows you like.” Nadia said as she sat down on the carpet where all her cooking was spread there.

Nadia's cooking isn't much, but she thinks it's enough for both. She originally intended to enjoy her own cuisine with speciality and planned that the meal would be enough until evening but, since Zan decided to join then, it did not matter if she had to share.

“This, your cooking, is it weird? I've never eaten a vegetable like this, what's the name? Is this delicious?” zan asked as he sat before Nadia, a simple meal was between the two of them.

The girl caught a glimpse of Zan, then thrust an empty plate at him without saying to answer Zan's question, which she thought was too disrespectful for the person who was willing to hitchhike a meal.

Is it appropriate to comment on the cuisine of the person who feeds him when he is there? That guy is a bitch. However, Nadia understood him a little even though they had just become neighbors.

Nadia precedes taking rice and vegetables and so does Zan who does the same thing afterwards. Then, the man ate voraciously, as if licking his own saliva. Just commented on Nadia's cooking with condescending sarcasm but, in fact, she was so enjoying.

“This, the name is vegetable laksa, from the sprouts, I cooked by myself.” Nadia said while thrusting water through in front of Zan.

“Indeed, can you cook?”

“Well, what is the proof?”

“Hmm ...” Zan nodded without looking at Nadia, just staring at the food on his plate.

The rice cooked by Nadia was exhausted unceasingly, without shame Zan added the portion of his meal to twice, making the girl sigh long. Not because it was not sincere or because the food ran out, but because Zan's comments were not good, doubted his cooking.

“Giman, good, right?” nadia asked after Zan spent his last mouthful. The man grimaced coyly, while chewing. His attitude resembled that of a person who had not eaten rice for two days.

Zan nodded as he downed the mineral water in his glass until it ran out then, rubbing his mouth with the back of his hand. It's like a street person eating almost without ethics. It even let out a burp from its mouth without being awkward, even though there was a girl in front of it.

All could not be separated from the view of Nadia who was stunned because it was the first time this saw men eating in a disrespectful style in the presence of a woman. However, he understood, maybe Zan was born from a family that is unethical and has no manners.

“Eh, yes. Here, I pay the power money!” said Zan while giving a piece of money twenty thousand from the pocket of the shirt with his right hand.

Nadia frowned, actually more than twenty thousand because there was an Admin fee, even this man did not give her more money.

Nadia received it, while saying, “Good, thank you.”

‘Hei! He should have said thank you too, right? You have no ethics!’ inner Nadia.

“Where do you work?” Zan asked intended to pay attention to just him and also make an excuse to be there longer. While on his lap there is a jar of crackers that he continues to eat while talking. Nadia's food was really ludes, the girl just glanced at her, then smiled faintly.

‘Leave it, Nadia .. You must be aware, even though she considers this place like her own home.

“In Shantouse shoes factory.” Nadia said while cleaning up their food.

“Hmm ... So are you there?”

“Cleaning service.”

“What? Cleaning service? Any timing? You graduate what?”

“Actually I'm a graduate of undergraduate education. I'm applying for my graduate degree.”

“Why can It be just cleaning service?”

Nadia chuckles and then replies, “There was my boss who wrongly loves me job, funny, right?”

Suddenly Zan chokes, he hastily picks up drinking water in a packaged glass that Nadia accidentally buys in large quantities. The girl did not have a gallon of water because she would bother bringing it to the boarding house so she took the initiative to buy water in a packaged glass to make it more practical. So, he did not need to buy a glass.

“Have healed his stomachache?” nadia asked after Zan stopped coughing.

“Already. Thank God.”

“Basic! You're hungry, aren't you?” as Nadia said, she had already finished taking care of all their used tableware.

“Hmm ...” said Zan while nodding, then he again said, “Where do you know that your boss made the wrong decision?”

“Oh,” said Zan, there is a sense of regret in his tone.

“But I'm glad I got that job. I'm grateful.”

“What makes you grateful to have such a low job?”

Nadia simply smiled in response to Zan's words. He couldn't possibly tell the real cause could be so grateful. Yes, it is because of this job that he can gain the trust of the main director.

Indeed as a consequence, he had to keep a secret and it was quite heavy but, no problem for Nadia. Even a previous cleaning service that Hadian trusted, could keep the secret well, until the end of his life. It was incredible, not just anyone could be trusted, the director and Nadia were one of them.

How not to be a big secret in the room, because he saw the boss's personal objects are two picture frames with two different women, in the photo, in the photo, Hadian was holding a baby boy together. Nadia did not dare to guess who the two cute young women who were with her boss. He does not want to get into trouble because the problem itself is very complicated, deceived and betrayed by lovers. It was so scary that he did not want to increase the risk by risking his life to keep a secret.

Indeed his work is notoriously lowly but, every time he cleans the space he gets a bonus of five hundred thousand rupiah and it must be done twice in one week. Imagine how many bonuses Nadia will get in a month. He could earn close to ten million at a time with his base monthly salary. That's a pretty big amount for Nadia.

Maybe a salary of that size is not necessarily able to get if he becomes an assistant financial manager. Nadia is not a materialistic woman who attaches importance to money, but, she leaves with the intention of having fun in order to forget the past, forget Antoni and Yogi and all the embarrassing things, does not all that need capital? Really, a woman wants to be beautiful it needs capital, as well as to have fun and, to make her mother happy is one of her pleasures.

At that time, suddenly Zan's phone rang, the typical phone ringtone of an expensive iPhone that has been hit by many people. The man was somewhat surprised to find his phone ringing at an inappropriate time. He looks pissed.

Zan stood up after storing the already empty cracker jar. Then, reach into the pants pocket to pick up his phone and exit Nadia's house without permission. He placed the flat object in his ear after being far enough away from Nadia's room.

Zan heard people talking from behind a cell phone without saying much, looking serious. After a while, he wrote a message to someone.

“Investigate the girl who is my new neighbor right now. I'll send you the picture later.”

After that, Zan returned to the door of Nadia's room which was still open, the girl was busy with her cellphone as well.

“Nadia, your name is Nadia, right?” tanya Zan and Nadia nodded while looking up at him, that's when Zan had taken his picture and sent it to someone.

“You are beautiful ...” said Zan slightly muttered, barely even heard.

“What, you said what just now?”

“Nothing. Just thank you.”

After that, Zan left the boarding area on foot. While Nadia is busy with her phone while laying on her new carpet.

*****

Nadia hastily washed her hands after she finished her usual duties, she did not change clothes like her professional friend because she had to do her additional duties tonight in the main director's office.

Seeing that the office atmosphere was quiet, he immediately sent a message to Hadian that he would clean the room according to the schedule they had agreed, which was every Tuesday and Friday night.

Finished sending the send button on her phone Nadia put some cleaning tools and also various kinds of cleaning fluid in the equipment box with small wheels under it and then, carefully she pushed it, take the elevator to the third floor.

Until there, the quiet atmosphere in the corridor and other rooms, more quiet than usual made Nadia's hair suddenly bristled. He patiently waited for a reply while pretending to mop the area around.

He waited long enough but there was no answer. Until he thought he would undo his duty. However, just as she was about to turn back to refurbish her equipment, Nadia was struck by a long leg that tried to block her path in the corridor.

Nadia who had been concentrating on mopping the floor while daydreaming, did not realize the footsteps of a man who approached. He looked up to see the owner who raised his foot against the wall.

“You? Why haven't you come home?” asked Fauzan, lowering his legs and returning to stand straight . He was still wearing his sunglasses and mask when it was night.

“Sorry. I'm overtime tonight, Mr.” Nadia replied after successfully letting go of her surprise.

“Obur, in this room? Hm ... Very suspicious.”

“Sorry, I excuse you.” Nadia said as she passed by Fauzan. He looked back at the phone screen and took a deep breath after finding out that there was no answer.

“Wait!” fauzan said in a stern voice, making Nadia's ears ring, as if he had heard the same sound but it was a little faint because at this moment the person's mouth was covered in a mask.

Nadia turned around, then asked, “What's the y, sir?”

“Don't tell me that you're the man my father trusted to replace the cleaning service that used to be!”

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