The Last Chance's

The Fifty Two Section

On the other hand, the man Arkan was watching from inside the car was Marcel. He who had seen Anggi get out of the car and into the building, hurriedly chased after the woman who was standing waiting for the elevator to the ground floor. 

"Morning. Anggi," she said sweetly, smiling like a fool watching Anggi's tight, sour face. 

Not getting an answer, Marcel tried to find another subject. 

"So, who's the same? Tumben you do not bring a car," asked Marcel kindly, but still did not get a response from Anggi. 

The woman continued to look straight ahead, without looking at her head at all. 

"Today, I have plans to take you to lunch. Approximately, you—"

Ting! 

Marcel did not finish speaking, the elevator door they had been waiting for was already open. Making Anggi who seemed to be unconcerned with what he wanted to say, go straight inside that iron box, along with a few other people who were also waiting there. 

Marcel who saw that, hurriedly got into the elevator and stood right beside Anggi. 

"Yesterday, we haven't had a chance to talk together. Haven't seen you in a long time, how are you?" marcel asked this time, amid the silence of the people in the elevator, until it sounded a little echo. Making some people there turn their heads, a little steal a look at Anggi with a slightly strange look in the eyes. 

Perhaps they thought, The crazy Anggi had returned to teasing the man in the office. What's more now is a new team leader in the production section. 

"Nggi, how are you quiet, anyway? I really don't look, do I?"

Marcel seemed to have no shame, by continuing to invite Anggi to talk when clearly the woman just ignored him. Making some women in the elevator increasingly fierce to look at Anggi, with the look of their eyes that seemed to demean Anggi. 

Ting! 

Elevator doors that open slowly reduce the contents of passengers. Until finally left Anggi and Marcel, who happened to be on the floor adjacent to each other. 

"I heard, he said you have a lot of guys in this company. I also just found out, if it turns out you and Damar are not together anymore. And even more amazing, I just found out that the people in this office apparently no one knows that he's your ex-husband,"

Anggi tried to ignore Marcel who was laughing next to him. 

"Andi? He even used his last name? Absolutely insane!"

For Anggi, nothing is funny. Damar does look silly, but somehow he feels that Marcel is more stupid. 

"Is he trying to get you to dechetin again?" Marcel turned his head, trying to see Anggi along with the elevator doors that opened. 

Anggi remained in his place. Not pestering at all Marcel who continues to look as if waiting for an answer from Anggi. 

One second, two seconds, Anggi remained silent. Until finally the elevator door was closed, he was forced to move to hold the open button on the elevator wall. 

"Isn't your room on this floor?" asked Anggi coldly, still with a straight-forward staring position. Make Marcel smile, with the style of the most pretentious people in the world —in the eyes of Anggi of course. 

"I guess cuek, it turns out, you're paying attention too, huh? You even know where my room is,"

Marcel smiled widely as if mocking Anggi who was paying attention to him. 

Secretly, Anggi snorted. Throw your face to the side and act like you're going to throw up. For whatever sake, he didn't want to know about Marcel at allfucking assholes, knowing it from his friends in the office. Anggi who usually always targets new men in the company —mau handsome or not— quickly got news about Marcel. Moreover, in the eyes of those who did not know the man, Marcel was a handsome male figure with a mixed face type. 

Really very interesting. 

"Where? You want to have lunch with me?"

Idiho! There was no wind, no rain, why did he suddenly take lunch together? Will Anggi want it?

Congolese with Marcel's attitude who pretended to be close to him, Anggi was no longer concerned with the man. He pressed the closed elevator button in the hope that the elevator would go up to the floor of his division which was exactly one more floor. 

Seeing that, Marcel misunderstood. He thought, Anggi wants to linger talking to him, or maybe want to approach him alone in the elevator. Making her smile even more widely and looking at the woman with interest. 

Ting! 

But unfortunately, less than a minute the elevator door was closed, now they were on the floor where the Anggi Division was located. 

"Related? I thought you wanted—"

Anggi who was fed up even though he was still briefly next to Marcel, immediately came out of the iron box. Leaving behind Marcel, with his hands raised, as if to reach Anggi who came out. 

"Rubber…." Marcel complained to Anggi, interrupted by the elevator door that was closed. 

"I guess he wasn't this cold, huh,"

 

***

This afternoon, Anggi ate with Ditha. Her division friend who wants to confide in her overprotective fiancee. 

"Lo shadow, Nggi! I just said a moment, have been asked about him! I was late to chat him five minutes, he must have been noisier! Call me repeatedly until I pick up that phone. And, I am working again! You know yourself sometimes if we have a meeting like a really new long run,"

"Sometimes I like tired of myself squirming his behavior like that. Stress, me!" ditha complained again, sipping her half-lasted Dutch eggplant juice. 

"She's like that recently, or is it from her son?" asked Anggi, immediately answered by Ditha without thinking. 

"From the sonna,"

"Well, that's his name anyway, lo the bego'!"

"Huh?"

Anggi dropped the juice straw he had used into the glass, then looked at Anggi with his hands folded over his chest. 

"Lo complains and feels tired now the same attitude he is like that, while you know the character he is like that, already from the beginning. Should have been, if you are not ready for her attitude that is too over, yes you break up from far away, dong! Not even you're engaged! What the hell, lo?" hardik Anggi was annoyed, making Ditha slip a bit at him. 

"So, you mean.. Is this my fault?" asked the girl frowned, still staring in wonder at Anggi. 

"Yes, that! My wrong time!? Who chose that guy to be your fiance!" pointing Anggi again relaxed, no doubt making Ditha feel annoyed to snort in disbelief. 

For a moment, the girl shook her glasses while throwing a look in the other direction. 

"Dad Emang, confide in the same person who never even knew what love really means," complained Ditha like muttering, but unfortunately it is still heard by Anggi. 

"What's? What did you say?!" the woman's strangulation reassured her ears, with Ditha sneering with a lip gesture as if mocking her. 

"Eh, kunyuk! Not because I look like gini, you can think if I don't know anything, yes! I've even been in a worse position than you, you know!"

Anggi whose habits are now easily emotional, became provoked to make Ditha interested. 

"Eh? You're in a worse position?" repeated the girl stared in disbelief, instantly making Anggi aware. 

Oh, naw! What did he just say? 

Curiously, Ditha moved her body forward. 

"What is the worse position.. Which part?" ditha asked quietly, as if whispering, but quite audible from a distance of a few inches. 

Anggi who feels silly because he is not aware of having opened his own disgrace looks start to misbehave. 

"Y—ya...that more severe position…." Anggi looks confused. What's he supposed to say? Yes times, he said how Anggi life before this.

"Where? The part that's got a possessive guy.. or—"

"Mbak Ditha, Ma'am Anggi, you guys have lunch here too?"

Anggi who had been looking a little too late, suddenly turned to find the sweet Gavin —junior which some time was his entertainment— stood not far from the table that was occupied by himself and Ditha. 

"Hey, Gavin darling! You're here ju—"

Anggi's greeting, which was thick and seductive, was suddenly interrupted along with the presence of another man who appeared from behind Gavin. Who else, if not Damar. The ex-fucking husband, who so Anggi hates his whereabouts. 

"Eh, you two here too?"

Questions from the man may be applied to Anggi or Ditha. But the thing is, why did he have to look towards Anggi continuously? Makes Anggi feel nauseous. 

"Yes, here. Incidentally again want to find another atmosphere just after lunch," said Ditha improved her sitting position. 

"Search for fresh air?" gavin asked, raising both eyebrows, only with a smile and a light nod by Ditha. 

Well, to be honest, yes, why Anggi and Ditha can eat lunch at the cafe near the office rather than in the cafeteria earlier, want to listen to all Ditha complaints so as not to be too anxious to think about the relationship. Lah, why now so Anggi feel that his mind is so sad? 

This must be because of the existence of Damar in front of him. 

"Oh, yodah go on! I'm just like Andi won't bother you,"

Gavin, who seemed to be conscious with Anggi's sharp gaze towards Damar, immediately took the initiative to drag the man away. However, Gavin will never forget that there is never a word of peace between Damar and Anggi. Yes, even though he himself did not know what happened between the two people so he could act like that. 

"Where are you? It's empty here, right?"

Both of Gavin's eyes were puffed up, as Damar brushed aside the subtle embrace of his hand and drew closer to the empty seat next to Ditha. 

Smiling meaningfully, Damar turned towards Gavin for a moment. "Sit down here," he ordered, then turned to Ditha and Anggi with a smile that widened. 

"No papa, right?"

 

...TBC...