
After finishing chatting with his best friend by phone, Rasya rushed to the bathroom to wash his face he was already sleepy wanted to immediately close his two eyes.
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In the morning Rasya was awake and tidy with after his suit he was wearing, he was wearing a black suit with his white shirt. He tidied it up again before coming out of his room.
The knock of the door also shifted the focused view in front of the mirror, he stepped towards the door to open it and saw a housekeeper who was instructed by his mother to call him down to start breakfast the next morning.
Rasya nodded as the housekeeper said, Rasya went down from the second floor to the first floor towards the dining room.
Even greeting Rasya lay on his parents who were already sitting in their respective chairs, Rasya also pulled the chair and took the plate. The mother filled the plates of her only son she had.
"So this is enough?" ask Mother Tasya.
"Already, Bun," answered Rasya taking some side dishes and his friends.
Breakfast was so warm with chatter tucked with jokes sometimes Radit's father asked something about the development of the company.
After breakfast, everyone disbanded and Rasya said goodbye and shook hands with his parents and Omanya. He wanted to go early in the morning because he did not want to feel the traffic jam in the morning.
He drives his car at medium speed because time still shows at half-eight, he still has free time when he arrives at his company. Arriving at his company he went down and gave the key to the guard to be parked in a place where the company officials could. Stepping with a face so cold Rasya looked towards the front, many employees who greeted saluted his superiors.
Rasya who did not respond to the greeting, he immediately entered the room on the top floor. He got into the elevator and pressed the destination button on the tenth floor.
On his arrival on the tenth floor, he entered his room and laid his body on the chair. He put down his bag and started his work that was waiting to be done. It felt like Rasya had to get used to this kind of situation with a pile of files waiting for him on the table.
The door was opened, Rasya knew who had come if not his friend who had been used to enter without knocking first.
"Tumben's here yet?" ask Haris who approached his best friend who was focusing on reading yesterday's report.
"Don't know me either, I want to" Rasya replied casually.
"Gue knows what's in your brain" Haris told his best friend.
"What?" ask Rasya.
"The one who sees the flowers!" guess again, he already knows what kind of character his best friend.
Rasya who chuckled, he looked at his friend who was carrying a file for him to check and sign.
"Javab by the way, Ras. Don't be pretentious about everything, already know what kind of character you are!"
"But unfortunately your guess is not entirely true, I came here he seems to have not come" said Rasya who limp. He actually came early in the morning because there was a purpose, wanted to see the face of the girl who always haunts him every night.
"I said too, mending tanyain your feelings to him if really you have fallen in love, rather than kayak gini," Haris suggested that gave the idea to his best friend.
"That's the risk, Ras. To be accepted or denied his right,"
"Eh, shucks. Instead of excited even make people become lemes, before fighting." protests Rasya who heard the advice of his best friend.
"Hehehe, pis. I also have no experience so I also do not know how it feels to shoot a girl," replied Haris with a crybaby.
Rasya also threw a pen to his best friend, instead of giving advice or input instead he plunged it before the war. Rasya let out a long breath and threw it away slowly.
He also did not want to rush to express his feelings before he knew his feelings for her. Rasya is afraid to refuse his love for the girl.
The chat was finished when Haris read out the schedule for himself today, a schedule that is so crowded will take time until he has to overtime for today to the deadline that has not been determined.
Before starting his activities Rasya had already wasted his breath violently, he actually did not want to jump directly into his company, he said, he who inevitably must accept it to continue this company because he is the only child of the couple Mother and Father Radit.
"How much is my schedule today?" rasya protest who have heard the schedule.
"You want to add in? ask Haris.
"On my own, I've been a shadow already first, when I can mate if gini continues," said Rasya to himself.
"You should be grateful, Ras." advice Haris who is getting serious.
"Thankful what?" rasha asked who was starting to get suspicious.
"Thankful to be the only child of the richest person in this city, try to imagine if there are handsome men but living on the streets is not exciting, he said, there are girls on the run think twice," replied Haris.
Rasya began to think and imagine about that said by his friend just now, he also had to be grateful for what God had given him, he also had to give, he can still feel happiness with his family and friends now.
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Thanks, bro. I know, sometimes you have a point...