Unanimous

AN EXPLANATION

The line of dawn began to curve on the horizon, a new speck of light would adorn space. The dew point is already sagging at the end of the foliage . The dawn breeze slipped in from Wiya's room air vents, fondling her cheeks. Ringing alarm loud enough to keep him awake . He immediately took the phone, turned off the alarm and saw 2 missed calls from unknown numbers, he woke up and ignored them. The girl immediately got ready to carry out the obligation .

As usual, after praying and taking a bath, Wiya headed to the kitchen to help her mother make breakfast. Seen Mother was washing lettuce and tomatoes, Wiya immediately took some bread that mother had put on the table. I think I'm gonna make a sandwich. Seeing her daughter coming, the mother hurriedly washed her hands and placed everything that was washed earlier on top of the filtering container.

“Have you done baby?“ With both palms, the mother held the cheeks of Wiya who was already looking fresher that morning.

“Hemmmm” Wiya replied with a grinning smile.

“For a while ya” Mom walks take something on the family room table and gives a bouquet of yellow and white daffodils.

“Last night someone left this to dad, for you he said“ Mom said it with a smile full of curiosity, for the first time anyone sent flowers home. Although not a bunch of red roses that he said symbolize the feeling of love, but a bouquet of daffodils is a sweet way to admit mistakes.

“Liat dong from whom? I wonder, who is the one who ngasi daughter mother flowers. A Daffodil bouquet is usually given when a person feels very guilty and as a form of apology Wiy.”

“What is bu?“ Wiya asked astonishedly to take the bouquet out of her mother's hand and take a small card behind her wrapping paper.

Forgive.

only that is listed on a paper measuring 7 x 8 cm. Wiya turned the paper around trying to find something.

“Dad said it was from Zayn. Zayn who the hell is Wiy? emm, I mean, Temen Wiya? how did Mom just hear her name“

Wiya had already told mother about her new leader, but she did not tell mother his name at all. My mother never asked that.

“Oh, Mr. Zayn. That's Wiya's boss in Bu's office. Her son was Mr. Haris who Wiya told me about back then.”

Mom's expression changed instantly, Wiya was sent flowers by her boss? a bunch of daffodils anyway. A company leader committed what sins to his daughter to deliver the flowers directly to the house.

“Astaghfirullah, Mother's child does not make any problems, right?” Find out more about Mom.

He also finds trouble, Mom

BIG DEAL!

***

After completing his duties and duties at the office that morning. Wiya immediately headed to his leadership room on the top floor of the Building. Not to forget a bundle of daffodils that he had received accompanied his steps down the side by side of the room with a facial expression that looked firm but very relaxed. It was as if everything that happened last night had been forgotten. It has actually been successfully hidden.

The door of the room was open, Wiya went inside, it turned out that Ilham was there, sitting on the chair opposite

with Rifa. It was like they were having a serious conversation. The Rifa of course predicted this. Zayn had also told his secretary to directly invite in. He knew Wiya would look for him all the way to the ant hole though. There's no point in avoiding.

But he did not expect, his heart rate would increase twice as fast as it is today. Zayn tried to swallow his own saliva. But step by step Wiya approached, immediately as if given a slowmotion effect, it felt like being approached by an angel of death. His life even flew a split second reading the meaning of the dagger-looking gaze that was ready to rain down on the stab.

Hasn't Zayn always tried to annoy Wiya just to see the annoyed expression of this flat girl? He did not expect that when it happened it was even a horror once.

Wiya's expression today is much more mystical than Luna Maya who is said to resemble Suzana. And Zayn still remembers what he gave me last night was just a bunch of daffodils instead of cantile flowers. He really got goosebumps.

It's unfortunate, even this time he doesn't really want to look for trouble. Zayn reflex stood up to let Wiya sit down.

“Si-please sit miss Wiya, sa-I've been waiting for you since earlier.“

“Thanks Mr. Zayn. Sorry I finished all the work. Just solved personal problems . and thanks, I can listen to your explanation while standing.”

Assertively. Wiya says it holds the ketir. He promised not to cry. He had already spilled everything on his bow earlier this morning. Now he just wants to listen to Zayn's explanation.if lucky to feel like it can all melt the boss's nose with a slingshot.

“A-what? Come on Miss Wiya, you, you-you shouldn't be this angry. I have absolutely no evil intentions, let alone hurt your heart”

Zayn tried to explain in a stammer. Still standing, Zayn ventured to look at the bead of eyes that had pounced all his courage. Zayn dead style.

“For a while sir, this is no longer about the heart, but about self-esteem ! “

“I-iya let alone that, I cannot possibly disturb that realm. If I knew it would be like this, I couldn't, um, I just wanted to help find the right person, I mean the right one, no, no, no,  I mean the equivalent ... “ Zayn lost the piece of sentence he had memorized earlier.

“Quite Pak Zayn Cu-kup!” Wiya shouted quite loudly, clenching both palms and closing her eyes. Spilled, not held back anymore. The clear liquid came out of the corner of the owner's eyelid.

“Now you know, right? Falling in love is not as easy as finding things, it is not about who comes and goes. My soul mate is not at all your duty. Even if later my father and brother already no I can use the judge.“ Wiya tried to pull back her tears that had just two drops, so as not to overflow the cheek, but unfortunately there is no undo button on her beautiful face, "Not married is not a disaster sir, so I don't need your hand at all"

“This is from Father right?” Wiya showed the poor flower that was still in her grasp. “Please take it back! “ Then put the yellow flower on the table. Zayn glanced over at the bouquet, making sure that what he was given last night was really not frangipani or jasmine flowers.

“If you give me a garden daffodil, will not be able to pay for all your outrageous attitude that makes my self-esteem becomes very dwarfed ! ”

At that time Wiya has turned his body will soon pass from before Zayn. Not quite satisfied actually, but he was doubtful of the resilience of his heart that day. He did not want to get more ignited emotions, especially the bra strap he was wearing like almost missed the tension of Wiya's body held back emotions. He should immediately pass to the bathroom after this.

But before Wiya's step further, Zayn managed to grasp Wiya's wrist that already felt very cold. He held the girl back from passing immediately. Zayn's so fucked up. It was precisely him who felt his pride had fallen before Wiya after this mistake.

“Ilma Qawiya, wait !“ Preventably.

The girl glanced at her wrist, which was now in Zayn's grasp. Zayn let go of that grip and apologized .

“Call by my formal call sir. We're not close enough to be able to say hello by name."

“NO-NA QA-WI-YA, I am guilty ! I apologize to you and you can punish me for my actions. I've been trying to apologize, I came to your house, when your father said you were sick I didn't go home right away but tried to contact you, but you didn't answer. I came earlier than usual so you wouldn't tempt me to vent your frustration. Miss Wiya, say what should I do to make amends?”

Wiya turned her body. I don't know why the brief explanation gave a little air space in his chest cavity. He feels relieved. But what about this hook? And also Zayn must indeed be given a little lesson so that the absurdity is not sustainable.

“Listen to me, even I am ready if after this you submit a resignation letter."

His voice sounded raucous. Of course it was the toughest consequence he had to bear.

“Wah it's a pity Sir. I love my profession, not his company, let alone his leadership. So you are lucky, I am not a person who likes to mix personal affairs with work.”

There was a great relief in Zayn's expression as sentence after sentence came out of Wiya's mouth. Of course, he was dealing with a human who knew very well the limits and priorities.

After that he promised himself that he would no longer disturb this girl's life. Too scary to pass.  He had been curious all this time.

“Alright, it's up to you. Once again I apologize and I need a direct statement have you forgiven me?“ Zayn reached out his right hand offering a peace handshake.

Wiya welcomes the hand, a sign she has forgiven Zayn for all his wrongdoings. Although it is not easy to forget everything just like that, there is no point in holding the anger for too long.

“I'm sorry Mr. Zayn.“ Said Wiya after letting go of that hand post. Zayn let it pass as he looked at the girl to the doorway, suddenly Wiya turned his head once more, like something was left in his mind and his throat asked to be removed

“Oh yes Sir, another one I Just want to say. Care can be, Sok know don't!”

Then Wiya passed out of the door without waiting for Zayn to give a response to the closing sentence that made his heart explode.

Zayn who left Wiya behind the door ruffled his hair Frustrated . What just happened in his life? However he remained relieved, not to lose one of the best employees in the company.

***

Wiya stepped better, this time she headed for the sweet secretary table in front of Zayn's room. Inspiration has not yet gone from there. Rifa stood towards Wiya. Rifa wanted to admit her mistake however she had helped Zayn smooth out this stupid plan.

Rifa was prepared with the best preparation if Wiya did the same thing as Wiya did to her boss inside earlier. A little bit of Rifa heard everything from the direction of the door that was deliberately not closed perfectly.

Instead of venting her anger, Wiya actually scattered into the arms of women who were already considered like her own brother. Rifa was surprised by Wiya's reaction, she did not immediately return the surprise embrace. But Wiya further tightened his grip, even this time crying and Rifa Reflek tightened his arms and even rubbed Wiya's shoulders.

“Sorry Me, Qawiya“

Wiya let go of her embrace and wiped her tears that had spilled on the Rifa blazer

“Bu Rifa doesn't need to apologize, Ms. Rifa is innocent, Mom is just too professional. Hiks, sorry Mom's shirt got wet“

Rifa smiled bitterly. How can Wiya still joke in the condition of his heart that has been damaged.

“I remain guilty, forgive me. And forgive Mr. Zayn too. Of all the mistakes seen, I guarantee he has no malicious intentions. You believe me, right?“

Wiya nodded her head nod and gave a meaningful smile

“I've forgiven everything. This wound will heal soon, bad memories will I throw away“

The inspiration that watched from the corner of the table came smiling with relief. The financial assistant that the company entrusted to help her, was really no ordinary girl. It is true that the meaning of the name embedded for him, Ilma Qawiya. She is a smart and strong girl.

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