
Life is reluctant to die do not want. That's the right word pinned on Kent Ozyl's life Sadewa's son. Sleep is not calm. Eating badly. Work is not focused. I don't know what his heart wants. Kent lived like no soul, only outwardly.
Emotion's terrible. As a result of days of not sleeping impact on his work. Many documents piled up. Many meetings have been postponed.
Employees and shareholders are concerned about the state of this vacuum. It's not usually their leader like this. Kent is famous for his cold-handed CEO. Thorough and sharp. This time, the CEO ignored his work.
When she closed her eyes, only Jessy could be seen in her eyes. Kent hurriedly woke up to dispel the shadow. Tight chest. Kent doesn't know what to do, one thing for sure is that he has to meet Jessy.
That wish he immediately gave up. Recalling Juna's last words, '*Jessy was shaken after meeting you lag*i'. But this is for his own good. He wanted to make sure of his heart. Jessy rejected him again the sign he had to stop. His forcing attitude will only hurt Jessy.
Kent picked up the phone and sent a message.
Jessy it's me Kent. How's it going? There's something I want to talk about. When do you have time? I have a job tomorrow in Jakarta.
Five minutes, ten minutes, up to an hour Kent waited. The message was sent but not answered. Kent sent the next message.
If Jessy doesn't want to see you, can I call? Just sec.
Until the next day none of her messages were read by Jessy. Kent snorted in annoyance. The message was sent and surely Jessy had read it, but she did not reply.
Jess I'm in Jakarta. You don't want to give me a minute to meet? Please Jess, have mercy on me.
Kent gave up all his pride for one woman, Jessica Hayuning Jayanegara. But none of his attempts succeeded. Jessy completely ignored him.
Kent's eyes every second look at the phone screen. If those eyes could let out a fire, the phone would have exploded so often in the face.
Kent sent a message for the last time before he went to bed.
Jess I'm in Jakarta for the next three days. If you change your mind and agree to meet me. Reply to my message. I was waiting for Jess. Good night, have a nice dream Jessy.
Kent's body sank into a sea of cottonwoods. After sending Kent's message closed. Trying to sleep. Who knows tomorrow there's a reply from Jessy.
*****
Jessy's head throbbed in pain as she woke up. Unknowingly her cheeks got wet. Jessy had a bad dream last night. She was crying in her sleep. The dream was about her marriage to Kent ending in divorce.
Jessy's mood is very bad today. There were dark circles in his eyes. His face was pale and his eyes were soft. His body was shivering and sweating coldly.
"Jess you're not papa? So pale. It hurt?" Yola's voice rang out as soon as Jessy entered the room.
"Lack of sleep La."
"Your tumben is sleep-deprived? Lately, you are eating just as much as sleeping in the office. Any issues?" Yola opens her voice.
"No way. I don't know why I can't sleep." Elak Jessy with a calm voice. There's no way he'd say he terrorized Kent with a lot of messages. He had made it this far to avoid the man.
The trigger for nightmares about her marriage is the messages that keep coming from Kent.
"Rare you papa? If it hurts, let's just let Jess." Renatha.
"No papa, I'm strong."
"Hello good morning everyone. I brought breakfast coffee for all of us." The cheerful voice of Doni filled the room.
The aroma of the typical hot coffee soon spread. Jessy who just opened her laptop caught the smell of coffee. But suddenly his stomach was wrapped around, like someone was punching him hard.
"Geek!" Jessy shut her mouth and ran to the bathroom.
"Jess what's wrong with you?" Yola's voice followed.
Jessy spewed out all of her stomach. His body collapsed onto the bathroom floor. His hands were cold and sweaty. Jessy shaking. Unknowingly her tears were spilling.
Jessy returned to the room with her pale face. Appearance messy.
Jessy nodded weakly. He sat back in his chair. Head leaning.
"You let me know Jess, your face is so pale Jess. You catch that wind." Renatha.
"True Jess what Rena said, mending you rest at home. Want me to get you home?" Yola offered herself.
"I'm taking a break here for a while. I think I'm not resting enough so gini." Jessy refused firmly. He's doing fine.
Has not been able to relieve nausea that attacks, the sense was strengthened again when the door of the Architect Team room and entered Mario who brought a jar.
"Hi hi, my wife yesterday made a durian compote. Because I still have it."
"Geek!" This time Jessy was too weak to run to the bathroom. He puked at his desk. The thick yellow liquid immediately scattered everywhere.
"Jessy!" Everyone screamed.
"Jess you're not papa?" Yola immediately approached with a tissue in her hand.
"Take a towel and water." Renatha. Doni takes the towel while Ferdi takes the water.
"Jess, you're home, you're in terrible shape. You butug break. I'm anter you go home yuk." Persuade Yola while wiping Jessy's dirty face.
Doni and Ferdi help with the task of cleaning Jessy's desk. While Renatha and Yola take care of Jessy yant weakly drooping.
Mario pecked in place with a box containing a durian compote in his hand.
"What's this?"
"Jessy's not well anymore." Answer Yola quickly.
"He vomited twice." Renatha Timpal.
"Jessy why? Pregnant again?" Ask Mario plain.
Everyone was stunned and stared at Mario who was staring.
"Mas don't ngaco!" Shouted Yola with eyes glistening in annoyance.
"And it's usually a sign of a pregnant person that nausea and vomiting."
"Udah deh you if you do not want to help take away the box in your hand. Jessy's in the wind again, she's sensistively just as willing. Get going fast." Renatha hands down. He immediately threw Mario away. Mario easily according to. The ringleader from Jessy's vomit is gone.
"Jess I'll take you home. You can't work like this."
Jessy nodded slowly. He really has no power. His whole body was cold. His stomach felt unruffled. He could only open his eyes.
"We stopped by La's pharmacy, I need to buy some medicine."
Yola nodded and then rubbed Jessy. Renatha packed up Jessy's luggage and took her to the front lobby. It was enough for Yola to drive Jessy.
"La ask you to tell Mas Juna yes, this is my phone. Don't use a password."
"Aren't you going in by yourself?" Tanya Yola hesitated.
"I'll just be a minute."
Jessy hands her cell phone to Yola while she is limped walking into the pharmacy. His body could collapse if anyone hit him. And so with all her might Jessy forced her body to move. He wants to buy something and Yola mustn't know.
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