Wedding Dust's

15. Nadya Ayunda

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The surprising thing for me when I was in the cabin of the plane was, my seat was right next to Mr. Hansel. Whether by coincidence or intentional, I felt uneasy about our sitting formation. Mr. Hansel looks very conspicuous to show his attitude to me.Including how cool he asked that I join the trip this time which was rejected by the superior.

The head of the company had refused, although in the end gave permission because Mr. Hansel forced and insisted to invite me, or he did not come at all. If you are curious why Mr. Hansel easily made the head of the company melt down, it happened because Mr. Hansel is a competent man who is wanted and needed by the company. Mr. Hansel will also be the replacement manager of the current manager.

I stood up again, making a bead of Mr. Hans following my movements which now looked back.

“Why, Nad?”

I glanced at him briefly. “Father sit here?” my question was to make sure, and he was without a doubt sitting in his place after he finished putting his briefcase into the trunk of the plane.

“Ya, why?”

There, mbak Nana and mbak Titi looked at me straight. Whether it was just my feelings, or it was true, they did not like my participation in their out-of-town trip this time.

Slowly, I sat back down at my place, next to Mr. Hans. The business class that was taken, made me feel a little calm because there weren't too many people around. The journey will last for approximately one hour and ten minutes, and during that time I will sit next to Mr. Hans.

“Udah lunch Nad?”

“Have been.” I replied then, because my mood had suddenly changed after getting an incomprehensible look from my two seniors earlier.

“Just relax,” he said as he turned towards me. “No need to respond to them. Before leaving, they had beaten me with a look of dislike. Bodo. I have more position than them.” his wick, raising his shoulders with an indifferent face, not caring about the gaze of two women who look not like the closeness between the two of us. “Your book, fits.” continued Mr. Hans suddenly which of course makes me gawk so shocked. I really didn't expect that he would praise me like that.

My reflexes pay attention to my own appearance. The folding maroon shirt slightly dropped to form the letter V, with accent creases on both sides, short sleeves did not reach the elbows, and I equipped it with matching color necclase choker, which is, as well as the hair I tied into one, jeans, as well as low heels. Oh no, don't blush. I hid my face in a way. But it did not last long because, I felt my palm reach slowly then I raised my face to look at the owner of the big and white palm.

“If they macem-macem same you, tell me.” Said.

***

We landed safely at Ahmad Yani airport as scheduled by the airline. After that, we headed to the ASTON Inn Pandanaran hotel that the company had prepared for us, after a journey of about twenty minutes. After the check-in and others, I can now sit comfortably resting in a room that is too large for me to live alone. My head was a little dizzy, and my hearing was a little bit ringing because it had been a long time since there had been a pandemic that required us not to go outside or travel far. I'm having jet lag, and hopefully tomorrow will be better not to interrupt work.

The clock was pointing at five o'clock in the afternoon when I remembered having to tell Bagas. She must be waiting for a message from me right now because I promised to give her the news when I get there.

Instead of telling Bagas, I was drawn to a message balloon that came five minutes ago. Message from Hans.

Mr. Hansel: The room is spacious, Nad. The balcony is also good for sunbathing early in the morning.

Mr. Hansel, why the hell? Why send such a random message?

Reading the message, I reflexively walked towards one side of the building that was still covered in curtains, then turned to him to look at it out of curiosity. And it is true, the balcony is quite suitable for relaxing late afternoon, or sunbathing in the morning as Mr. Hans said earlier in the message he sent me.

Should I reply to Mr Hans? Oh, come on...

Yes, sirs. The view is good too. The company is totality.

My reply that I ended with the emoticon covered my mouth with red palms and cheeks. I mean, I blushed because I was spoiled by a company with luxury facilities like this. Not blushing because of a message with my boss.

Not long, another reply came. Our distance is not far, only separated the walls of the building, but somehow reply to messages like this makes me feel not alone here because it is far from Bagas.

Oh, I almost forgot. Bagasses.

Then I immediately searched my chat room with Bagas. Last seen, four hours ago. Bagas is not On, or open WhatsApp after we reply to a message before I fly to Semarang last afternoon.

I asked to know. Is Bagas still busy? And that's why it hasn't been online since? Then, I re-opened the chat column with Mr. Hans.

Mr. Hansel: Yes, I hope you like it.

I silently smiled. I love the hotel, it's very comfortable and classy.

Yes, father too. Happy break.

I went back to check my chat room with Bagas. There is no or no reply. But my phone shook again briefly.

Mr. Hansel: Ntar, dinner with me huh? I'm waiting in front of your room at seven.

Maddened. Why two dinners? Uh, don't be a GR first Nad. Once Mr. Hans also took a team, like a new entry into the office first, a division treated with him.

I try to adjust my own brain so as not to think things like that. Okay, let's get the message back.

Yes, sirs.

Let's say it's nothing, so let's say it.

I walked back to the bed and began to lay down there. I'm here, in Semarang, but my brain is busy thinking about Bagas in Jakarta.

Then, simultaneously another man's face came to my mind. This is not true, I shook my head to erase one other shadow that should not be present in my imagination.

Yeah, I shouldn't have created space for him to attend. But, the treatment and attitude that he aimed for me, managed to make its own space that had not appeared when I was with Bagas.

I love Bagas as a friend and husband. But for him, whether true or not my attitude is this. I looked at her like a woman to her man. The feeling that I wanted to destroy for Bagas so that our friendship was not destroyed, which now even appeared for others. You can guess who I mean, right? []

^^^to be continued.^^^

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