Trapped in the Love of Immigrants

The New Beginning

TODAY was so exhausting. My feet screamed in pain. Obviously, it has been very reddened because all day is so busy with client-client meetings and strangely, they suddenly requested a meeting schedule in place as soon as possible. I'm not used to wearing Heel's shoes, but because of a lawsuit in the company, it's a risk. Arriving at home, I then threw my body on the back of the sofa while throwing a bag and a gray blazer that had been released from the body since.

"Hi, just got home?" greet Farah with a semi-faced look, glance at the blue-white round clock attached to the wall of this living room.

Apparently it's nine o'clock in the evening.

"Yes. And you, yourself, invited someone here?" My investigator was suspicious for a moment when he saw the cigarette butts on the wooden ashtray lying on the rectangular glass table.

His eyes were closed, but his face held anxiety there. "Yes! The gods were here and—"

"Do you have to believe it that fast?"

Oh, my God, when did this kid change?

I rubbed my poniku that was always perched on my forehead. The aches and pains in the legs instantly disappear and turn into a concern for the girl.

"What's wrong? He just came here and I don't think it's a problem. Everything's fine,"

"Indeed there is no harm and actually does not prohibit, Farah. And whoever you love, it can be. But, I hope you can be more careful, okay?"

The girl nodded in her lowered gaze, but the look on her face was still anxious there. Then a second later, "Just try to open your heart, you will definitely understand everything" he muttered that almost whispered but could still be heard by me.

I took a breath and smiled. It was obvious that his face was not feeling well.

"It's okay, Farah. Well, I'm sorry if I offended you. Oh yeah, tomorrow I'm off work. Can you take me shopping? I'm gonna buy some clothes." Farah's smile suddenly rose. It was easy to make her smile and restore her mood. One key word, shopping!

"Well, really? But you're the Dealer too, right?"

I laughed at his enthusiasm.

I guessed!

"Basic! Listen to the word shopping so enthusiastically!"

"And you know me!" The cry cheerfully hugged me, then kissed my cheek and went by cheerfully.

* * *

"So, you're here living alone?" ask me in an English accent while looking at him sitting next to me.

This afternoon, we did make an agreement to meet at a Tiger Park, of course at my request. People seemed to be passing by and every pair of eyes that passed by again looked at us, so looking strangely. Clearly, I could see the dazzled look in their amazed gazes towards this man next to me. But what got me distracted, wasn't that. However, this man. The man with a straight forward look, who was not even distracted and inattentively responded to the increasingly polite gazes. Maybe he was used to it. Obviously indeed! But, it seemed like he was thinking of something, something heavy and teasing his mind, I don't know what. The spike hair that was now painted bronze, occasionally swayed in a gentle embus by the wind, without the slightest hint of exotic eye glare flashing.

*Is there a problem? But, what?

Why suddenly interfere in the affairs of people like this, sih*?

I let out a breath. Then, "Navroy?" call me who makes him flinch, then turn to me. "What's wrong? Are you busy?" my continue. He nodded, then smiled. Obviously, the man was trying to be as relaxed as possible and looked fine.

"Is there anything that bothers you?" I asked again to look at him anxiously that came out just like that.

Navroy looked straight ahead again. But this time, his gaze towards the smiling girls there on this man. In fact, there is a reckless waving, but only in reply to a knotty smile from him and then turned to look at me.

"She seems to like you."

"Then?"

"Umm, no. I asked earlier, so you live alone here with your friends?"

"Yes, I told you, didn't I, Key?"

I nodded, then lowered my gaze. I looked at my hands that were on my lap. I really can't control my curiosity about him.

Looks like he's badmood again, but what?

"Navroy?"

"Yes?"

"You—"

"Key, it looks like I should go back and not do this,"

"What?"

O-oh. Does he regret seeing me?

The man looked at my face which I could confirm was trying hard to hide the sadness, then stood up which followed me. But his gaze, that gaze was as if it were like—

"Sorry, but maybe another time." His mouth finally spoke.

"really? I mean, yeah, it looks like you're busy."

Navroy gave a smile, strange, like regretting something, but this time just glanced at me, then sighed. "Key, but believe me, it would be better if this never happened and we don't know each other" he said looking at me seriously as if there was something. And, that sentence offended me. Feels painful.

Wh why?

"You want to come with me home? I can drive you, "Her sigh asked.

Conscious or not, for some reason, this little trinket of mine just happened and this time without looking at it. "No, thanks."

Navroy was silent for a moment, then the next second. "Alright." he sighed, then passed leaving me alone here in a lowered gaze.

*I don't know, I don't know what happened this afternoon. What happened between me and him and why could happen, even brought me here. The more I find out the logical reason within myself, the less I find any answers. However, why was it that when he left, it felt like something was strange? Like in a fairy tale and a dream, where on the other hand there is a sense as if you realize you are in the real world, awake and only dreaming at that moment, but the mystery, but the, the feeling of tightness and pain felt striking and squeezing with clarity.

Why must it hurt this much when he heard his words as a warning to stay away from him? What was?

Navroy, maybe Linka's right! I'm starting to like you, as your current admirer, maybe even more*!

* * *

"So, how?" Asked Farah who had been trying to pry my privacy. As usual, the curiosity of his level began to crumble. His mouth was busy chewing food. But the hero, also did not stop chattering asking about the man.

"Yes, your relationship with Navroy?" he added again, when I looked at him innocently.

"Why is that?"

"Gosh, I just want to know, how it went,"

My hand immediately stopped stirring the fried rice I was making earlier and turned to look at it sharply sitting on the dining table chair not far from me. He still enjoyed his 'first round' breakfast, with jam bread on the patterned wooden dining table.

"After some thought, why don't you switch professions to become a Reporter? Or Journalist? Yeah, it looks like it suits you," instead my original sarcasm after thumping and sighing made him snort. I secretly smiled.

"His leadership did not accept me, for fear of losing its beautiful competitiveness!" the original ambush that managed to make my laughter explode.

Indifferently, he was still chewing on the bread that was in his mouth. In fact, I deliberately insinuated it to my dislike of being so over-interfered with my privacy and it was obvious she knew it. But, yeah, it's not Farah's name if she's not like that, even with her innocent.

Totally insensitive, annoying!

My eyes twisted, then continued stirring the cooking. Simply insert the shrimps and squid that have been cut into pieces as the last ingredient, then everything is finished.

"I'm serious, Key?" His urge again began.

Tuh, right? I guessed! Always give up if something like this!

I let out a breath. "Do I look like I'm kidding?" my sergeant. Farah nodded again. Then, "Key?" try again with an urgent tone but it sounds like forcing and this time hold my hand while carrying two dishes of fried rice on the dining table.

"Anything about other people's privacy, that's really not good, Far. But, you're so stubborn!"

He just gave a plain grin, ignoring my mockery, especially when I hit his forehead slowly. Still in waiting. "So?" The urge again tried non-stop while glancing at the glance of his watch.

Finally, a sigh of resignation sounded from my lips. "During the meeting, we only communicated via chat and very often as well. That's it, if I start, the phone's like that too."

I don't know, but my little heart agrees to it.

Farah's oddity instantly made me a little surprised, as she was about to bribe the rice on my plate. "Be careful, you can fall in love with her!" continued.

"Apaan, anyway."

"But it's true, anyway, I've seen his picture on his sosmed id account. Who wouldn't fall in love with her? Anyone who saw his good looks was mesmerizing, even resembling a Hollywood star who—"

"It's still morning, Far, your imagination is overdone," as I quickly chimed in and made it weird. Again the figure of the man disturbed my mind.

"Again, you guys, right, have a phone number exchange, and sometimes a phone call, right?" tukas Farah who is now starting to taste his fried rice.

"Not really! I don't even know what her phone number is,"

"really? Loh, kok? Then?" the spoon that was about to bribe the rice into his mouth instantly came to a halt, then put it back on his plate and looked at me curiously.

Hmm, start again, right, curious? I'm really stupid!

"On id account only. Satisfied now?"

He gave a quick glance before bribing his fried rice. "Oh. You guys didn't meet today? You're off work again, right? So, where are you going?" tanyanya after continuing to eat.

"Who?" tanyaku looked at him with frowning brows after drinking mineral water.

"You and him!"

"Navroy?"

"Yes, who else has managed to open your love padlock for the past four years? It's just him, right?"

My concerned smile evaporated.

Long can choke, He!

Farah then went back to bribing his nuns, but still, those eyes were watching me and waiting. "No, I'm just at home." I clearly.

"Don't want to see you?" Ask not to give up. For a moment I was silent. Then, "Either. I rarely preach it, actually,"

Yeah, since that last meeting in the park.

"Why?"

I shrugged my shoulders and went back to bribing my advice. "Again, this hour he must be training with his community friends."

"Well, you know everything about him apparently. Well, what kind of exercise?"

"Ah, you stubborn Miss! You ask too many questions, dear." My timpal while pulling his tiny nose made this woman grimace in pain and I smiled satisfied with innocent. But Farah's early kaliamt bothered me enough, I even realized.

After standing up and taking my dirty dishes to the sink, I sipped a glass of mineral water.

"But, like, he likes you, Key,"

"Hmm, he's starting to come back again." My murmured ignored and only shook his head in concern.

Silly sentence!

* * *

Today, the office task is quickly completed. Just write a daily report and call a few clients, to reconfirm our meeting schedule and also email the results of the meeting report this morning with the client as well as the company database at the helm. That's all! The rest, relaxing with boredom in this room that is so cold while sitting alone while waiting for the hour to go home. At one o'clock in the afternoon, it felt really boring.

Straight ahead, staring out the window while standing pecking at the edge of this large glass window that does not curtain while staring at the city that presents some buildings in front of this hotel, which is, with feet that don't wear any pads. I accidentally opened my shoes, it felt like making these legs breathe again.

A sigh came out of the thin lips that were polished soft-fresh pink lipstick and instantly made my gaze distorted as the subtle clink of the phone I accidentally put on my desk rang. My forehead crinkles when I find out who sent me the message on my ID account.

Navroy Gray

Hi, Fhay

13:47 Sept., 02

Not as usual?!

I stared for a long time at the message that read in English. Nah! I know, this is his account and he's just a friend who's not from this country, regardless of my relationship with Alan that requires me to stay away from my friends including from abroad. Moreover, she was the only one currently that was friends with me other than Farah.

But, what's wrong with her? What the hell's going on?

I'm sighing. I decided to reply. Maybe, he needs something and—Have it, Fhay, don't be so hopeful, sure and confident so!

Once again, I let out a heavy sigh and tried as hard as I could to get rid of those ridiculous thoughts that started to disturb my mind.

Keys

Hi, Mr. Pakistanis.

13:57 September, 02

Navroy Gray

Where have you been? How's it going?

13:57 September, 02

His message again struck me.

What the hell is going on? Not as usual!

With hesitation, I played my finger on my phone's screen keyboard and started replying to his chat again.

Do I feel my hands shaking? Damnit damnit!

Keys

You lookingforme? I'm kind. And yuuu?

14:05 Sept., 02

Long enough he replied to her and when I saw her again, just in the read. Then don't reply and let me. .. Like this? Silence me? Really am!

I'm sighing. "I think I'm wrong again."

The soft clink of my phone rang again, when standing up to the toilet, but when in a hurry to pick up the phone that I had already put in the drawer of the workbench, even almost fell down after being in the grasp. Thankfully, he caught it. Heavy rarity rang out from the doorway and made my cheeks instantly heat up in embarrassment. Asumsiku, it's Mr. Dion. And it's true.

"Slow down, kid. He's not gonna run anywhere." His ideal of joking made my cheeks heat up even more, but held back a smile as well.

"Eh, Father. Hello, sir, is it coming?" it was my pleasantries that made her smile. "Yes, there was a little business outside. By the way, is everything done?"

I nodded steadily. Thank goodness, my General Manager is so understanding. The topic he deliberately diverted at the end of the sentence and made me quite relaxed now.

"Oh yeah, Linka was leaving for Europe. He said hello to you and said that he didn't like it if you had to compete and force him. What are you guys fighting? And force what?" obviously Mr. Dion told me, but his last sentence made me frown in wonder and confusion.

Linka said that? Whatdoes thatmean? I really don't even know.

"Em, I don't understand either, sir. Did Linka never tell you anything?" He nodded and looked at me in wonder. "No! He never said anything about your competition, let alone something that should compel him. Never mind, son. Maybe he's just a prank. Know for yourself, right, how is he? Oh yes, tomorrow, we have to go to the Office for a meeting with a client. Prepare the files, yeah."

I nodded obediently and smiled. Mr. Dion then passed to his desk. Throughout the day, Linka's message to her father managed to annoy me. I don't know what the girl meant.

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