Unanimous

DON'T WANT ANY LONGER

Monday at Omelate Food.

Zayn can breathe a sigh of relief for only a few hours. Because last night the doctor had not allowed Mama Wulan to go home and it means that she got a grace period of one day to think about how to persuade, if necessary to ask Wiya to forgive her stupidity.

Today he came early in the morning in hopes of meeting Wiya sooner and getting things done. But how surprised Zayn was when he opened the map of the HRD team on his desk, which contained his resignation on behalf of Ilma Qawiya.

Zayn threw the green map on the table and asked HRD to call Wiya to his room immediately.

Wiya was being helped by Bian packing some personal equipment that he would bring home while observing around.

This should be his last day at the company where he spent almost 6 years. Viya loves her profession. But he had to give up everything for the sake of the peace of his life in the future that he had thought carefully.

When the HRD team contacted him to face the leader, Wiya who had been waiting for the call came to Zayn's room, he knew Zayn would not be able to sign the letter easily. Wiya opened the door of the room after Rifa invited her.

There was no expression on Wiya's face, the mist of disappointment able to cover all sides of the grief. He sat down and faced Zayn as nothing more than the manager's relationship with the Director of the company. Zayn looked at the girl he had been and still loved so much with an uncertain feeling.

"Qawiya, I'm sorry," was of course just that sentence dominating in his head at the moment.

Wiya smiled sweetly. So sweet.

"I've forgiven you sir, I don't like to keep the anger lingering."

"Then what is this?" Opening the green map with Wiya's self-data."You're unprofessional, you're resigning because of personal matters."

"Have you read it to completion? at the point of reason I have clearly written. The reason I resigned was to continue my education. Last night I applied for the first S3 scholarship administration test. Rule number 9 on resignations states one of the reasons that is allowed is to continue education." Wiya explained very clearly and calmly.

Zayn reread the point Wiya meant. Totally beyond his prediction. Wiya does not want to look unprofessional at all, although Zayn believes it is just a reason for formality while the main reason is that he does want to leave.

"There's something I want to talk about Wiy." Zayn lowered his tone.

"Please sir." Wiya smiled, the hard-hearted smile.

" Wiy, Mama's conscious."

"Thank God, I'm glad to hear it."

"Don't you want to hear the story?"

"Why not? please if there's still anyone you want to explain."

"Mama scolded me for letting you go."

"If what you meant was yesterday's peristitwa, you didn't let me, you asked me to leave. If you forget."

"Listen to me for a moment Qawiya!" Zayn raised his tone.

"No need to be angry sir, just relax. I still want to hear your story. Continue on!" Flat Wiya.

"I admit my mistakes, I'm unstable, I'm stupid, I mistakenly believe Titin just like that. It's not all what I thought. Not only me, mama also needs you right now, Qawiya."

Then Zayn told him all the parts of the story that Wiya should have heard that night, if Zayn had not asked him to leave immediately.

For whatever reason, Wiya's little heart could not withstand the pace of tears that would spill. But somehow his face water is very good at lying. He was silent, only silent with an expression as usual.

How happy she was because of Mother Wulan's consciousness, the happier she was when she knew that Mother Wulan had expected herself to be silent and that everything Titin said was not true.

But the roll of the happy storm was just like being hit by a small drizzle of Zayn's often hesitant attitude and not trying to fight for it. It was very difficult to create a narrative about the feeling of being neglected that Wiya felt at this time.

Mama Wulan makes an ultimatum for Zayn if she can't bring Wiya back, then all assets on Zayn's behalf must be handed over to Nikki.

But that's not what Zayn thinks, Zayn really doesn't want Wiya to leave his life. Since Wiya was present, long before Wiya became her lover, Wiya was the counterweight, Wiya was the answer to every worry.

Zayn was really sorry to make Wiya feel wasted. Even if the fact is that mama cannot accept Wiya, Zayn will also be as devastated as he is now.

But the lover before him was no ordinary woman. Zayn being able to get into his heart in the past was already a fortune. It won't be that easy to make it back.

"I'm sorry for this weak one, I don't want to make any more promises. But I will really try to be the best after this. I love you so much Wiya, no other woman! I never wanted another woman. You're the first, and I just want you to be the only one."

"Stop this shit Zayn Dwika Haris! You said it because you need me now. Because Ibu Wulan asked you to come after me, right? Not because you want me to be the woman of your life."

"You're free to think I'm as bad as anything. I will not deny. But please, give me a way to get you back."

"Back after you asked me to leave? Back after yesterday you picked me up at home, gave me a red rose and let me go home alone? Try repeating, after all that you want me back? I'm sorry, I'm weak, but I'm not stupid!"

This time 90% of Wiya's sentences were emotion. He wanted to bring out what was in his heart. The love is still there and the magnitude is still the same. But his logic can win against the heart. Then he continued his sentence.

"I'm sorry emotions. You've known me long enough. And one year I'm always there for you. I think you know me better. Do you know why I am in this position today in your company?"

"Yes, yes because you are a very good accountant" Zayn admitted. Indeed, Wiya's ability, thoroughness and professional attitude in finance is always above average.

"It's not just about loss and profit, an accountant is also used to distinguishing which assets are profitable and which are just a burden! I'm leaving you, and from my position in this company!"

Zayn resigned, his heart was bitter to hear Wiya's sentence.

"Aren't you feeling sorry for Wiya? I'm begging for your forgiveness. Can't you accept all of that as my weakness? I've confessed my mistake, I'm unstable, I was overwhelmed by panic that night."

"Have I not received everything? Have you also forgotten yes, I have tried to ask, begging for you to be patient and wait for an explanation from Ibu Wulan. Are you being fair with me? Let alone with others, with your ego I can't win!"

Zayn was speechless.His speech still wanted to beg but the words in his brain and heart were all gone. All that remains is the realization that Zayn needs Wiya in his company and in his life. Unfortunately the feeling of need comes when everything can not be intact as ever.

"I'll go now, but I beg you. Don't hold my hand like you often do."

Because if you do, this weak heart will lose its faith.

Zayn stared silently into the eyes of his beautiful, sweet and hard-hearted girl while signing the resignation letter that Wiya had submitted.

Wiya stood smoothing the folds of her skirt and took the green map on the table. Zayn stood up to Wiya, getting closer and closer, pulling the tiny body into his arms. Wiya just doesn't allow holding hands, does she ? That means Zayn can hug, kiss or anything other than hold his hand.

Instantly Wiya could only fall silent, riveting like a sculpted statue. Not returning Zayn's embrace but also not trying to let go. Wiya felt her shoulders warm and wet. This is the second time Zayn cried in front of him yesterday in his lap and today in his arms.

"I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry about your weak man's ego. Don't go baby, give me one more chance" he whined.

Just a split second of that little flesh called heart was crumbling and unmoving. But the decision has been made, the resignation letter has been signed.

"I have forgiven you, live well and only by your choice. Don't neglect your conscience anymore" Wiya took off the hug and smiled "I'll go too, get on with my life. Thank you for all the opportunities while I work and study here" Wiya stepped away from Zayn who stood still not wanting to see him again.

"Take good care of yourself" The last sentence is still heard even though Zayn said it very softly

*I didn't promise. Where can I be fine as long as your name is still in your heart "  *

Wiya stepped out and found Rifa who was already standing waiting for him. Wiya hugged Rifa tightly like she was hugging her own best friend. Rifa was also in tears, grieving to let go of her best friend and co-worker during her time as secretary to the main director at the company.

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When Wiya returned to room , Bian had finished packing all the items that Wiya would bring home. Wiya didn't leave any of her personal belongings there. Wiya also did not wait for his working hours to run out. Mitty's coming to see him in a minute.

Wiya opened her laptop checking the incoming email from the scholarship organizer where she enrolled. Wiya smiled when all the files as a condition of his administration had been accepted. Not lingering, Wiya immediately contacted his relatives in Malaysia to announce his departure tomorrow morning.

As if he did not want to wait longer, Wiya immediately checked his passport and all important documents and ordered a Fery Tanjungpinang-Malaysia tiker for his departure. He will go to the neighboring country to continue his education. Although the entry schedule is still long and there are still many tests that must be done, Wiya will still be there tomorrow morning to see the University he chose, find a place to stay and prepare everything before he starts everything.

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