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"Well, are you going home? Need me to drop off?"
"No need, I can do it myself."
"Are you sure you don't want me to drop off? What if Mr. Frans finds out that you met me, but you didn't take me home? He could be angry."
"No, you calm down. I didn't meet Frans anyway. I'm just here to drop him lunch."
"Oh, but why didn't you meet him?"
"I know he's busy, so I don't want to bother him. If you see him, don't tell me you met me, okay?"
"All right."
"Thank you, then I'll go first."
"Yes…"
Aphrodite entered the elevator leaving the man alone at the elevator door. A moment later the man went to the location where the Francisco workspace was located.
The man stopped his steps for a moment when he found the Francisco secretary who was now standing while looking at the bag that Aphrodite had originally left him.
"What are you doing?" Her successful question made him flinch in shock and spontaneously looked up at her.
"You're just gonna surprise me!"
"What's that?"
"Oh, this? There was a woman who came here and asked me to give this to the director. Looks like lunch, but I don't know who that woman was."
"That was his wife."
"What's? Really true?" He said with a surprised face.
"Yes. You don't know because when they got married, you didn't come, did you?"
"I'm not coming. So that was the director's wife?"
"Yes. By the way Mr Frans is inside?"
"Oh, he's been waiting for you ever since."
"really? Then I'll go in first."
"Yes." Yeah." He turned ready to leave, and soon his figure disappeared behind the door of the Francisco study.
...*...
TING!
The elevator door opened as soon as he arrived downstairs. Aphrodite stepped towards the exit, walking among the few employees who were passing by around her.
"I really have no purpose" murmured Aphrodite as soon as she arrived outside the office building, standing on the pavement about to return home.
He glanced at the clock that was coiled around his left wrist. Still daylight. The night will not come as quickly as a wink, and Francisco will be home for hours.
"If I go home now, I'll just get bored. But if I go, where should I go? There's no way I'm calling Jenia and asking her to accompany me, it's still working hours. He must be very busy" murmured Aphrodite softly.
In the next instant Aphrodite went to the park, about to spend her free time and fill the days of boring it with a view of the beautiful garden.
...*...
A waiter walked up to the table now occupied by Jordan, in his hand he carried a tray containing lunch that had originally been ordered by Jordan.
"Good fun." The waiter smiled friendly as soon as he finished putting all the food he was carrying on the table right in front of Jordan.
"Thank you" Jordan said.
The next moment the waiter left the table that Jordan was sitting on.
Jordan grabbed his glass, gulped down the contents of his drink before eating. A moment later he began to get busy with enjoying his lunch.
He who sat near the exit, next to the window that leads to the road makes Jordan can not be off staring at the streets out there while enjoying the food. While chewing he spread his gaze around, his attention immediately seized once his two beautiful eye beads caught the familiar-looking female figure. The woman had just come out from inside the office building that Jordan knew the company that owned the building was one of the big companies comparable to his own.
"Wait, wasn't that woman who was at the airport at the time, huh?" Jordan stopped his activity for a moment, narrowing his eyes trying to clarify his vision to the woman he saw.
"Oh right, there it is." Jordan smiled knot.
"But why did he get out of that office? Does he work there? But judging by the clothes he was wearing, it didn't seem like he was working there. It's also impossible for office workers to eat such casual clothes."
Jordan stared intensely at the figure of Aphrodite who was across the street. The woman he had met at the airport some time ago now seemed to start moving away from there.
"I didn't think I could see her again" he murmured softly.
Jordan decided to refocus on his food. He was silent for a moment, inexplicably seeing the figure of Aphrodite made him remember the figure of a woman who had once been present in his life. Decorating his world in full color, his figure felt similar to Aphrodite's.
"Why seeing him makes me remember him. They look alike." Jordan memonologist.
"If only I could keep him. I might not be tormented like this…"
...*...
Aphrodite pensively stared at some people who were enjoying the beauty of the park during the day. Currently sitting on one of the iron garden chairs with white paint, the chair is located under a large shade tree that covers his head, blocking the scorching sunlight.
"If every day I were like this, I would be bored for a long time too. Especially if I don't have another job." Aphrodite muttered softly.
"I want to get back to work. But... What if Frans doesn't allow me to go back to work?"
"I miss my work time with Jenia, miss lunch time with her, and come and go to the office with her. It's been a long time since I've enjoyed all that."
Aphrodite's thoughts drifted far away, staring back at her old memories while she was still working at one of the companies, recalling her time with Jenia when she was in the office, and there are many more things that he will never forget.
For him to work not only to make money, but also one form to enjoy his freedom and fill every spare time.
"How is the office now? Is Jenia still often busy with all her work? Is he still as diligent as he was when I was working? How are the other friends? Is there one of them who misses me working with them?"
These questions suddenly popped into his mind, for some reason but it felt funny when all of a sudden all of those thoughts popped into his brain.
Time passed, after spending a long time in the garden; Aphrodite decided to go home and rest.
He left the park, approached the sidewalk and waited for an empty taxi.
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