The Love of Azzalea

Chapters 15. Meet Adrian

That morning, the atmosphere of the office became boisterous. The proximity of Azzalea to Azka. Become the main topic of conversation. As if there was no end to talk about.

Selena, pacing mandir ala ironing. In his study. His mind was filled with the shadows of Azzalea and Azka. Negative vibrations affect his physical and mental well-being.

Why am I always left one step behind, with that hick girl.

"It's so exciting, Len. Why?"

Ask one of the women, his office friend. Selena exhaled, relieving the tightness in her chest.

"Loe, see Azza?"

Selena asked, taking a few steps closer. The girl with the map in hand, frowned.

"You guys, it's a team. You should have, you know."

Selena ignored the girl, returning to her desk. Resuming work.

While Azzalea, was in the room of his superior. Bram looked straight at the gentle face before him. The girl lowered her head. Avoiding the man's gaze.

"Follow with me, dinner with the client. Tonight!"

Azza momentarily fell silent, thinking of an evasive way. Bram saw doubt on his face.

"Where, if this time, Selena's with you, Mr Bram?"

The girl made a choice. Hope this time, be free from his overtime duty. A clever idea came to his mind.

"All right! Next time you can't refuse!" The man in black was sweet, saying softly, with a friendly smile expanding on his face.

"Thank you, Mr. Bram. Hope the dinner goes well."

The woman with the toska-colored dress, bowed half her body. Leaving Bram, who harbored a sense of disappointment.

"Huh...Thank goodness."

Azzalea breathed a sigh of relief. The girl stepped into the pantry. His steps came to a halt, as someone called out his name.

Selena, walking up to him. Azzalea felt an unusual aura, emanating from the blond girl. Alertness.

"What's up, Len?"

"Loe, where are you going?"

Selena asked fiercely. Spot the eye piercing the interlocutor. The girl before him looked unpretentious.

"Gue from the room, Mr. Bram."

Azza replied with a calm smile. Preparing for all the possibilities, faced with the devil-hearted woman before his eyes.

"Not enough, by licking a big boss? Still need support, Mr Bram, too? It's really terrible."

Accuse Selena. Envy, spite flooded his bloodstream.

"Not like, who's loe, think!"

Azzalea responded with a calm attitude. In fact, all the accusations, just a mere misunderstanding.

"Munafic, loe!"

Quickly, Selena's two hands jerked at the slender shoulder, Azzalea. The girl's body was pushed a few steps. Hit the wall, behind him.

"Yourselfish!"

The girl screamed. Tolerance has reached the limit. Azzalea threw out her protest attitude, because she was treated arbitrarily.

His screams invite curiosity, some employees who pass by. Selena widened her eyes.Didn't suspect her spontaneous actions, turned to humiliate her.

"Basic village!"

Selena snorted in annoyance. Azzalea replied with a sharp look.

"Listen yes, Selena. If you, act as you please. I can also reply to him!"

The girl confirmed her voice, her expression full of threats.

"Loe thinks, am I scared?"

Selena challenged back. Some of the karywan started to arrive. Azzalea glanced at Susana around her. He must end his acting.

"Remember! What you have done. Everything must have turned around, to you. So, prepare!"

Azzalea brought her lips closer to Selena's ears. The girl left him, with her mouth half open.

"Loe, don't you, Len? A woman touched Selena's hand. Give consolation. Selena looked at him, with a vexed expression.

"What, anyway!"

Selena jerked the girl's hand. Half ran away leaving the crowd. Anger, anger and hate mixed into one. Started to provoke his faith.

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"Neysa, wait!"

A man with glasses, ran half-flying from the parking lot. Two diktats in hand, a pushy backpack up his shoulder.

Neysa stopped her steps. Turning around, Ivan looked at him with a breath of excitement.

"Splash! Lecturer killer. Late, hard to get an A."

Neysa hastened back in her footsteps. Ivan aligned himself.

"Don't dong, Ney. I want to get a gift from my mom, if I get an A, in all courses."

Ivan responded with a thunderous breath.

"Yuuk, spit."

Neysa half ran, reaching the lips of the classroom. Several pairs of eyes followed the shadow of the two, as they stepped towards the very back seat.

"Ney, sit ahead, dong!"

A man in a gray shirt, making a sound. Neysa turned her eyes. Staring at the clear face, at the front row.

"Same, sit anywhere."

The girl took a sitting position in her place. Ivan sat down on his right.

"Good afternoon!"

A young man, wearing glasses. Appear in the middle of the class lips. Navy shirt, with black pants chime. The left hand holds a book.

"Good afternoon, doctor Aditia."

A sense of joy and happiness, radiated on the faces of the women. An alarmed expression, haunting the students there. Rivaled by the good looks of Aditia.

Anissa, just arrived at Azka's office. The secretary could not stop his steps. Do not want to find problems with the owner of the company where he works.

The girl with such shoulder-length hair, immediately opened the door, without any opening greetings. Four pairs of eyes instantly stared at his presence.

"Ups!"

He said without regret. Then casually towards the special room, which Azka always uses, rest when feeling tired, amidst the busy work.

Four men continued the conversation. Ignoring the presence of Anissa. There was a faint sound of chrishna, reading out some important points, the results of the meeting an hour earlier.

Meeting's done. Two men came out of the room. Krisna approached, Anissa who was sitting relaxed, while operating her car. Azka continued her work.

"Sore, Anissa!"

Krishna. Anissa was still focused on looking at her face. Not paying attention to Krishna's presence.

"Sorry! Can I help you, Nis?"

This time the man raised his voice. Wishing the woman, aware of her presence.

Anissa, look at Krishna.

"Gue, take me, Brother Azka. Dinner together."

Anissa returned the magazine to its origin. Crossing the chrishna that stood not far from him.

"Azka, there's a meeting with some colleagues. Don't know what time it's running."

Krisna explained, while blocking the steps, Anissa. The girl looked at him with a dislike look.

"Loe's just an employee. Self-conscious dong! Don't need your permission, just for dinner."

Anissa slapped her handbag into Krishna's chest. The man was glued to his place.

"Your path, Anissa!"

Tetiba Azka stood not far from the two. Sharp eyes with brown irises, looking at Anissa who was silent in place.

"Is this what you learned while living in France? No tolerance, at all. Very very dear!"

Anissa, lower her head. Shame ran to his face.

"Gue, take it, Azka's sister."

The girl made a sound. Not as loud as usual. The man before him, was able to defeat his pride.

"Need, Brother Azka repeat, what did Krishna say just now?"

The man, increasingly confirmed his words and gaze.

"Anissa, at any time, our relationship, is just a brother and sister. Don't think too much!"

Azka crossed both hands in front of her chest.

Anissa, stomp both her legs on the floor. The bag was thrown in the corner of the room. Her lips pouted, like a child not getting a toy.

"I'll drive you home?"

Krishna broke the awkward atmosphere created. The man beckoned Azka, through a head gesture. To not continue his words.

"Aarghgh...."

Anissa shouted, venting her disappointment. He threw his body on the sofa. Kick the glass table in front of him.

Somewhere else. After finishing his ashar prayer. Azzalea left her office early. That day, he didn't have to be late. The woman stopped her car at a boutique.

Two female officers greeted him kindly. A girl with pink lipstick approached her.

"Miss, need help?"

"I need a dress, for dinner. Simple model."

Azzalea explained the thing in her car.

The girl in uniform moved agilely, towards one of the glass etalations. Various models of dresses, with different colors. Locked in it.

"Please, look, Miss. If anything is appropriate, just say it."

The female officer served him kindly. Azzalea was engulfed in the beautiful scenery before her.

"Azzaloea...."

Someone called his name. Stopped her tiny hand, while wanting to pick up one of the dresses. Her beautiful eyes were looking for the origin of the sound.

A man in a brown shirt, standing not far from him. Look at him with a happy expression. The instant the presence of the man, changed his mood of shopping.

"Mas Adrian, all alone?"

There was worry in his tone. Recalling the incident two months ago, when his smooth face was injured with a slap. The girl, invaded the conditions around her.

"Gue's alone."

Adrian said, dispelling the unrest in the heart of Azzalea.

"Gue first, Mas."

Suddenly the girl canceled her intention, looking for a dress. I walked away from the boutique. Adrian.

"Azza, can we talk?"

The man blocked Azzalea's steps. The girl's steps stopped. He stared intently, his face clear in front of him.

"Mas Adrian, our relationship is over, five years ago."

Adrian grabs the wrist, Azzalea. The girl flinched, spontaneously pulling her hand.

The girl turned around, taking another path to dodge. But Adrian, keep chasing him.

"Azza, I still love you."

The girl's steps, stopped. A cynical smile appeared on his face.

"Ha ha ha"

The girl could not help but laugh. Adrian's confession, very tickling his feelings. The man who used to insult her, now turned to love her.

"Why are you, laughing?"

Adrian scratched his head that was not itchy. The girl's laughter stopped instantly, as she saw Adrian's face turning red, like a pomegranate.

Not far from the two, a man with black glasses, was standing across the sidewalk. Watching the movements of both. He moved as he looked at Azzalea, leaving Adrian, who was dumbstruck alone, by the side of the road.

The man walked after Azzalea, towards the parking lot, speeding up his steps, as the girl was about to arrive at the side of her car.

"Loe, whose name is Azzalea?"

The man's question, stopping the girl's movement, opened the door of his car. Azzalea turned her body. The man, leaning against the body of his car.

"Loe, jauhin, Adrian"

The man said, while sucking the red garet on his lips. Azzalea frowned. His brain immediately turned to find the right answer.

"Gue, there's nothing to do with him. The meeting was unintentional. Please tell Adrian not to bother me."

The man with black eyes fell silent. Looking at the beautiful face in front of him. Didn't find any lies in his words.

"Don't worry, I know myself enough."

Azzalea bowed her arms, saying goodbye to her.

"Gue first."

He said, when he was about to run his car to the highway. Leaving the man in a black shirt, glued to the parking lot.

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