The Journey and Destiny of Love

Chapter 23 - Warm Lemon Tea

Flashbacks

Faisal kept his phone on the table after replying to whatsapp messages. He was still sitting in his office. After pondering for a moment, he pressed the extension button to the Ferdi number whose room was next to his room.

“ Yes, boss,” Ferdi replied quickly.

“Can help check PT xxx, in customer in branch company A, how strong is the position?” faisal's orders then hung up.

Before long Ferdi came to his room carrying a copy of the work agreement from PT xxx with the branch company, and the types of parts they bought. Faisal read it and observed every point of the agreement.

“This company is indeed one of the big customers, but this cooperation is symbiotic mutualism, he only got the supply of the part from our company and this part is only in our two branch subsidiary factories, he only got the part from our company, in branch A and branch B. If they block branch children then they will automatically not be able to continue production,” Faisal murmured.

“Ferdi, ask to connect me with company director XXX,” he said. Ferdi rushed back to his room and asked the receptionist to connect the PT XXX phone to Faisal's room.

“Hallo Mr. Edward, we are having a little problem in the field with your company, can you send your purchasing team this afternoon all lunch, please, because we have no time left and have to rush action for future improvements,” Faisal spoke directly with the company's director.

“Oh Mr. Faisal do not worry, I can ask my purchasing team this afternoon to meet the team Mr, it is an honor to get immediate attention from this super busy Mr.” Said the man named Edward.

“Good sir, do not get past lunch hour yes, or the consequences become the responsibility of the Father's team, hopefully our cooperation is always profitable,” Faisal reemphasized his speech and then hung up his phone.

“Ferdi, ask for help make sure to branch office A if the marketing team leaves a meeting with XXX company at lunchtime, later update to me yes,” said Faisal.

“Ok, will I update after lunch,” short answer from Ferdi.

After lunchtime, Ferdi received a report from someone at branch A informing him that the marketing team had left for a meeting. So that he can breathe freely and provide information to his best friend and boss by puffing his chest. The task was well done.

Flashback off

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The Alphard that Faisal and Anindita were driving had already entered the cluster gate. Occasionally Anindita took a breath to relieve her nervousness at meeting Bu Windarti for the first time as a prospective daughter-in-law. Faisal only glanced occasionally at the girl who was trying to make that ordinary look with a hidden smile.

“Yuck down,” he said when the car he was driving was parked smoothly in front of the luxury house. Anindita follows Faisal's steps into her home.

“Assalamualaikum Mah!” Faisal half yelled.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, finally the mamah wait has come, let's Anin you rest first, shower and pray,” with a glowing smile the woman immediately hugs and holds Anindita, leaving Faisal still standing and ignored.

“Whose son of mama who the hell?” he walked upstairs to his room.

“So the kho guy sambekan, it's been a quick shower as well,” replied Bu Windarti as he glanced at his son who walked ahead of him.

Ms. Windarti took her future daughter-in-law to a room in Lanta two. The room is next to the room in Faisal. Upstairs there are not only two rooms but there are six main rooms, one family room, one music room and library and there is a balcony overlooking the garden.

“Later you change it, free to choose which clothes to wear, you buy all this when Faisal reported that his proposal was accepted, this will be your room as long as you have not officially married Faisal, later mamah want you to often nginep here,” Bu Windarti explained everything with sparkling eyes.

“Starting today you call mamah just let it be like Faisal yes,” said the middle-aged woman while patting Anindita's shoulder.

“I Yes Bu, uh Mah,” Anindita replied awkwardly.

“Now rest first yes, later we finish dinner together,” said the woman with a smile and left her alone.

Anindita threw herself on a soft mattress, her body and mind were so tired considering all the events in the office. High pressure makes him more trained in every difficult situation in his job. But although getting trained does not mean his soul is as strong as steel, there is one point that he really craves is a peace and comfort. Sometimes he thinks if his late father is still there, maybe he is still living in the village with his alakadar, but still feel the comfort and protection of a father. Now the girl must always be strong and finish everything with all her ability, the future life of the mother, her future goals, her future goals, Rizki and Winah whom he always called his name in the prayers of all the dependents he now put on his shoulders.

The girl opened the door that connected the invulnerable room, the wind gusts of the capital ahead of the maghrib caressed her soul, her eyes closed feeling every touch of cool that made her scattered hair undulate dancing. The balcony directly faces the park on the lower floor, where he used to be alone when he was in a daze looking for work that without realizing it if from the top of the balcony beside him, Faisal noticed every movement of his movement.

“Tok Tok Tok” door of his room knocked from outside.

“Iya, just enter ga locked,” shouted Anindita while still leaning against the wall of the outer room staring at the orange that began to sweep the horizon.

The door of his room opened, the figure of the man who had come home with him with the reflection of a fresh face and relaxed clothes approached him and brought a glass of warm lemon tea. The man continued to pass through the room and approached it in a balcony, placing the glass on a small round table flanked by two minimalist rattan chairs. Faisal smiled at the girl who was still leaning not ignoring him.

“This warm lemon tea, you remember often see you make this when the time is free,” he said while standing and leaning against the wall of his room with the girl.

“Repot-repot is Bang,” said Anindita while glancing at the man who was looking at her with a fairly close distance.

DEG

There was something pounding as his eyes locked with Faisal's gaze only a few inches away. Anindita immediately turned her face and turned to sit on one of the rattan chairs to neutralize her heartbeat. This was the first time he had felt such a sense of urgency after so long knowing the man.

“I drink ya Bang her tea,” Anindita stick her lips on the lemon tea glass that Faisal put earlier.

“Awww” Anindita instantly takes her lips away from the glass.

“Be careful dong who, right this is still hot,” Faisal pulled one wicker chair and sat next to the girl. He took the spoon that was in his coasters, took the tea with a spoon and aerated for a while.

“Aaaaa,” he said as he thrust a spoon towards the little lips of his girl.

Anindita's face blushed because she was not used to being treated like that, she took the spoon in Faisal's hand.

“Sini Bang, Anin can be alone,” he said, his hand attached to Faisal's fingers which also grasped the spoon.

“You want to hold Brother huh?” Faisal even teased him which made the woman's lips conical perfectly and cursed slowly. While Faisal continued to tease him and create laughter until the adhan maghrib separated their togetherness. I don't know what the fate of warm lemon tea is next.

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