Waiting for your Love to Grow

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Nabila immediately went into the room, after Jen said goodbye. He sat on the bed hugging his legs, the tears that he had been holding back had finally fallen on his face. Both of his shoulders rose and fell, matching his sobbing.

"Why is this sick mas, hear the stories of him", he said.

The flashback

"If you may know, what Jen is Mr Denis? Sorry if presumptuous", said Nabila, with a mimic made as reasonable as possible.

"I also confused Nabila, how my relationship with Denis. We used to love each other so much, even today I still feel the same way about her. And I'm sure Denis is" Jen said.

Nabila's heart feels sliced to hear what Jen says, if you can choose, want it to feel like she runs now to the room and then cries as it happens. "what if one problem is not finished, another problem arises", he murmured in the heart.

"Based on the cheat", shrieked Jen, but still can be heard by Nabila so that the head that had been lowered was now standing upright.

"Who's Miss? uh sorry Jen", said Nabila with a forced smile.

"Yes, your employer. Papa used to ask me to go to Japan to continue my messy college here, but I don't want to because it would be difficult to meet Denis. But after 3 years of dating, Denis cheated on my best friend. I finally accepted my papa's offer to go to Japan. I left without saying goodbye to her", Jen's story flowed as she continued her eating activities occasionally.

"Denis met me once in Japan but_", Jen stopped talking. He picked up the glass of water in front of him and then sipped it. He then continued eating again.

"But why Jen?", asked Nabila curious.

Jen looked at Nabila with a probing look. Had crossed suspicions of the figure of Nabila actually. "Why are you so curious about my story, Nab?" said it.

"Hehehe.

"You're beautiful, why work like this? Jen asked, and only a smile was answered by Nabila.

"You really have nothing to do with Denis" asked Jen with a full view of the search.

"meaning?" Say Nabila.

"You're young, you're beautiful again, you're often alone in Denis's apartment every day. Could be you guys__”. Jane did not continue her talk, she looked at Nabila carefully, then smiled.

"Ehemmmm, but I know how women Denis likes. If you look at the ex-girlfriend who is a lot of it, it's like you don't get into the criteria" said Jen. "I'm sorry Nabila, no offense" he continued.

Nabila just smiled bitterly, hearing what the interlocutor said. He then stood up to put his old cutlery into the dishwasher.

Jenica who had just finished her meal, was still looking at Nabila. He felt that something was hidden from the woman who he thought was her ex-lover's ART.

Jenica glanced towards the wall clock. "When I think I've been here too long. I say yes" Jen said as she got up from her seat.

Nabila, who was done with the dishwasher, walked towards Jen who had stepped foot towards the exit.

Jen stopped and turned her body when she got to the door. "When, thank you for dinner. It was nice to meet and talk to you" Jen said, followed by a smile that rose from her lips.

Nabila nodded her head and returned Jenica's smile.

Flashback off

Kling... Clongs... Kling... Clongs.... The sound of a bell ringing distracts Nabila from his current activities. After wiping his hands with the napkin, he hurried to open the door.

"Pak Gun", he said, when he found out who the person in front of him is now.

Gun smiled and lowered his head for a moment. "Good morning miss, young master asked me to get some suits for the office" he said politely.

"Get in first Mr. Gun, I aborted his clothes first" said Nabila who then walked rushed to his husband's room.

After picking up some clothes that the driver asked for, Nabila came back out.

"Pak Gun really do not sit down first" said Nabila when he saw the driver was still standing at the door. He gave the clothes he had brought to his driver.

"Thank you, madam. You I wait below" said Gugun then passed.

After all his business was done, Nabila rushed downstairs. Until the parking lot he immediately entered the car, whose door had been opened Mr. Gugun, as soon as his employer's wife came.

The car drove slowly, breaking through the traffic jam. "Why didn't the young master take his own clothes, Mr Gun?" Ask Nabila.

"No idea, Non. But from yesterday came, said the servants, master furiously continued. Even last night to the point that the furniture in the master's room fell apart, Non" said Pak Gun while remaining focused on the wheel.

Nabila took a breath and threw it away violently. He stared out the window until he arrived at the office.

A security guard greeted Nabila kindly as he passed through the entrance, but not so with the other employees. Since he entered the multi-storey building, cynical and dislike gazes he got from many employees there, not even a few who made scathing statements.

"*It looks like plain turned out to be cheap"

"Pantesan cepet rose in rank, it turns out there play yes the boss"

"Basic lady ganjen"

"This is boss*"

That's some comments from some employees who can be Nabila when meeting or passing by. It makes a big question mark in Nabila. "What the hell are these people", inwardly. But. He was still trying to stay calm and hold back his anger.

No exception in the elevator when it was in it. Some of the women who were also there were crowding around, looking at him with a look of disdain. Then they whispered to each other, but the whispers were still able to be heard.

"*This is the boss's simple"

"Beautiful, but I have no self-esteem"

"It turns out that his achievements so far have been the result of seduction and licking*"

Then they laughed together.

Nabila who had been trying to hold back, began to waver his defense. His hands were clenched looking for an impingement and his eyes had already started to glaze over.