
Two weeks ago Tanvi left the apartment. He is not ready to go home and face Fal's anger again.
He works as usual. Routinely taking medication from a doctor.
Many times Farhan persuaded him to go home, but he would not if it was not Fal who asked.
He tried not to stress because of bleeding.
The doctor said he had to keep his emotions and not a lot of thoughts.
“Tanvi, I noticed lately your performance is declining,” scolded Daniel when they were both in the room.
Tanvi realized her body could not move as agile as it first worked.
Now he must maintain the condition rather not easily tired.
“Lately my health has declined,” he replied.
“So you can't work?”
“I can still take care of my work.”
“Well, if you are unable, I can find a new person replace you.”
Tanvi fell silent and took a breath, forcing a smile.
“Kalo is indeed that which Mas Daniel would like, I will resign.”
Daniel is shocked and arrests Tanvi.
“Eh really taken seriously? I'm kidding. So you don't get tense. Okay, I give you some lightening. You just handle one client. Do you know Mr Hendra? We had a meeting at the hotel cafe. Coincidentally his wife the client had a beauty business. We can profit big on deal.”
“Serious his wife?” tanya Tanvi assured.
“Mas Daniel won't tell me to come to tempt clients right?”
Daniel laughs. “Yes no, Vi. I am a professional. I'll give you his address and phone number. You can push him to continue to cooperate with us.”
Tanvi did not argue, rather than Daniel bring her dizzy.
Without him knowing his team head is bad intentions.
***
For the sake of his inner security, Fal decided to change the temporary number.
Because Gwen keeps on tasting him.
Tanvi has not returned from the home.
Farhan always reminds her to pick Tanvi up at the parlour, but she is too prestigious.
And in the end, Farhan finds out about Gwen when he accidentally finds them fighting.
Farhan was beginning to suspect.
Throughout the afternoon meeting Fal was out of focus when his subordinates explained the company's financial statements.
Semrawut.
Until the meeting was over, he did not understand why his heart was so agitated.
“Maya, please order some fried rice in the canteen,” Fal told his secretary.
“Good, Sir.”
Fal entered the room and took off his suit.
His head is dizzy not playing.
When the food of his order came, he immediately tasted and…
“Puihh! What's this?!”
Nunu the OB was shocked when Fal suddenly threw away the food that was already in his mouth.
“Nasi fried order Mr.”
“Where did you buy it?”
“In canteen.”
“Why does it feel like this?”
“What's wrong, Sir?”
Fal slammed the spoon, pissed.
“This feels different to the one I ate at that time. And I don't like this one. I want the same taste as the one I ate.”
“But, Sir..” Nunu timidly explained. “This is from the canteen. If the previous fried rice that you ate was not from the canteen.”
Fal's eyes narrowed. “Not from the canteen? So?”
“Udah, stop!” Fal raised his hand, thinking.
Tanvi is cooking?
“Do I want to order another one, Sir?”
Fal grunting. “Cast it. I no longer have appetite.”
Nunu nodded obediently and cleared everything up.
*Why did I miss Tanvi?*
*So long ago he never left me, and left without my permission. *
*But this time he didn't come home, have I gone too far to accuse him?*
Gwen's shadow stopped by her eye patch, making her grow furious.
*Gwen, my life is not calm.*
He breathed but felt tight.
His hand reached for the glass on the table, suddenly….
The praangggg!
He was shocked, his body suddenly tense.
Why did the glass fall when the glass was in the middle?
“What's up, Sir?” ask Maya.
Fal did not reply, his hands trembling, cold sweat running down his forehead.
Why is her feeling bad?
“Maya, please find out what Tanvi from the marketing department today entered the office?”
“Good, Sir.”
Fal leaned his body on his chair, his body completely limp.
While Nunu cleaned the glass shards.
“Pak, sorry if I was presumptuous. I accidentally heard when delivering tea to the marketing room, someone talked about Bu Tanvi.”
Fal choked. “What? Talk what?”
“He said, Bu Tanvi will be here soon, transfer as per agreement.”
Fal's forehead wrinkled.
“What does it mean?”
“I don't know either. I only know that, because the one named Bu Tanvi in this office is only one.”
“Who said that?”
“Pak Daniel, from the marketing department as well, Sir.”
Nunu's report made Fal think hard, what did it mean?
Isn't Daniel Tanvi's team head?
What does that mean?
Door opens.
Appearing Maya.
“Pak, Tanvi is out of office. Said there was a meeting at the client's house.”
Fal surprise. “You know who he's meeting?”
“Barusan I heard, his name is Mr. Hendra.”
“You know the address?”
“Iya Sir, I got the address.”
“He went with whom?”
“Self, Sir.”
“How long has it been?”
“About half an hour ago.”
Without a second thought, Fal took the address paper in Maya's hand, and rushed out of the office.
***