The End of the Waiting

Heartrest

Akram tried to restrain himself and anger when he saw the insolent attitude of Claudia. He tried to finish his work quickly and hoped to get out of here soon. Go back to his wife and future children. The longing in his chest was already unstoppable, even though every night they always made video calls.

“Where are you Mr Akram? You don't want to accompany me to lunch? Too bad, I will be lonely,” Claudia said in a voice. However, in Akram's ears looked so disgusting.

“Please have lunch with my assistant if you don't mind. He can accompany you who are lonely,” reply Akram flat and leave just like that.

“Ngapain you're still here? Wish I'd have lunch with you? Hmh! Don't dream,” Claudia snapped at the Judge who was still standing in his place. The clash resuscitated his long daydream.

“I also have no intention of accompanying you, Ms. Claudia.” The judge walked away with wide steps. Leaving Claudia with a very rude curse and curse. If you do not remember if the woman is a client who still must be respected, the Judge would like to comment on her bad temper.

Akram was waiting in the car and turned his head as the Judge walked in with an annoyed face.

“Why?”

“Nothing, Sir. Just a little annoyed with this one client. Very outrageous!”

Akram agreed.

“Are you not bothered by his attitude? She's too low to be Mr. Galih's daughter. Very inappropriate,” grumbled Judge with pretty spicy words.

“Already. Do not kotori oralmu to talk bad,” reply Akram while asking the Judge to submit his vehicle to find a place to eat.

While enjoying his lunch, he occasionally chatted with the Judge to inquire about the work that had been waiting. After lunch they returned to the location and checked the final results.

A satisfied smile appeared on Akram's lips when he saw the proges in front of him smoothly without obstruction.

“Finally!”

He was finally able to return home after being away from his wife for almost a week.

Arriving at the hotel, Akram immediately slammed his body on the soft bed. He immediately grabbed his cell phone and called his wife to say that he would be home tomorrow.

“I'm waiting for you, Mas.” That was the last sentence from Amara before the call ended.

However, just as his subconscious had just floated up, the sound of a cell phone ringing jolted his consciousness again. Lazily and without opening his eyes, he grabbed the phone on the nightstand, answering it still with his eyes closed.

“Sorry to interrupt your time, Sir. Just now Mr. Galih sent you a dinner invitation. At once he wanted to express his gratitude.” The voice at the other end was heard telling. “What do you intend to come there?”

“Hmm, yes.” Akram replied with a mutter and threw his phone as soon as the call ended.

The voice of adzan magrib was heard from the cellphone which was now under his feet. The owner of the body is still lazing on the mattress, slowly opens his eyes, stretches his body slowly and sits when he realizes the time has gone up in the evening.

After cleaning up and making a call from the owner, Akram sits down and plays his phone. His forehead shriveled when he realized that there was a call from the Judge that was missed several times. His hand dialed the Judge's number and asked him to come to the room.

“What's up, Sir?” ask the judge when he is in front of her.

“For what did you contact several times? Anything important?”

The judge nodded slowly.

“Then?”

The man immediately explained if he had contacted her to ask for her condolences on the invitation of Galih's dinner.

“Jawab can't. I'm tired.”

The judge is confused not playing. He already told me they were coming. Hearing the words, Akram immediately let out a long and heavy sigh. Maybe he said it when he was half conscious, so he answered as he pleased.

“Ya. Please don't stay away from me. I feel a little bad.”

Akram immediately changed clothes. They leave the hotel and head for the restaurant where Galih invites him.

However, once there, there was only Claudia sitting alone. Makes Akram lazy, increasingly showing an unhappy face.

To Be Continue ....