Wedding Dust's

27. Nadya Ayunda

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In the past, the office became one of the escapees when I had a problem with Bagas. I will be very happy to come to the office when Bagas and I are silent. But now, somehow coming to the office sometimes makes me a gamang. Like trying to avoid something.

But regardless, I want to keep doing my job as I should. Do what I usually do in the office.

Bagas said if he wanted to mend our relationship. No matter if our long-standing friendship ended badly if our experiment failed. The one thing I could hold out from his words, he wanted us to change close as husband and wife. And of course, he wanted a child. Oh naw. I actually wanted it too, but was too embarrassed to tell Bagas.

Hansel's desk is still empty, it's still eight and a half, I came too soon.

But for some reason the door of the room suddenly opened and Hansel emerged from behind the door. Smile warmly until her dimples are visible. Very very different from Hansel who sent a message with words a little sulking last night.

“Morning, Nad.” greet Hansel. Walking past Nadya then put the briefcase on her own desk. “For the real datengnya? Tumben?”

I just responded with a smile.

“Seru holidays?”

Uh, how did he know I was on vacation yesterday?

“Bapak knows where?” ask me to know. Hansel was a little desperate, but I'm pretty sure he wouldn't like it if I stuck to him.

“Tara.”

Tara's. You did tell this guy everything. Then, how close was Hansel to Tara until they exchanged messages?

“Tara? Between?” ask me again, want to make sure if I don't hear wrong.

Mr. Hansel shrugged with curvy lips if he agreed to my question.

I silently clenched my palms. If it's like this, my wiggle room's getting narrower because of Hansel. I'm afraid—

“Lain times, let's go with me.”

What's?!

I stared hard at Hansel. How could he say that casually like having no burden and also as if he was a human being who had not been bound by promises to live on with others.

“Sama mr?”

“Eum. Why indeed?”

I blinked a few times. I still can't believe that what I'm hearing now is a reality. Hansel wanted to take me on a vacation with him.

“Your husband can take you on the road? I can also love you, even if only as an affair.”

There was one powerful sting that made my heart seem to stop beating with a shocking loud thump like being hit by a meteor rock. I can't believe he called himself that. I can't believe he mentioned the closeness that exists between us, and the cheating.

“What do you mean by father? I never considered our relationship that far, sir?!” I said quickly with the mood that had returned destroyed. My gluttonous face back I put as a form of dislike on Hansel's sudden claim. “We are just a working partner.”

With a sharp grin at the corner of his lips, Mr. Hansel approached me. He took my one hand and tried to hold it which I then just slapped.

“Nad, Nad. Don't naive. We're comfortable with each other. You also need me to say all your marriage problems with Bagas, who was never happy.”

I shook my head steadily. My eyes are starting to heat up. I was so eager to slap the man on the cheek because I had dared to say and comment birds about my relationship with Bagas.

“Then, where are there work partners who exchange friendly messages and sometimes tell personal problems? You want our relationship called what?”

I was struck by Hansel's words that were true. I misstep and Hansel makes it a weapon to weaken my defenses.

“We are not just working partners, Nad. We're more than that.”

No. gabe. I shook my head strongly in rejection of Hansel's statement.

I looked back at him sharply. This time, my eyes began to dew when I heard the next statement from Hansel's mouth that I thought people could accept me without asking for anything in return.

“We're in that zone, Nad. Unknowingly, we have denied the relationship that binds us. We've been cheating on them, Nad.”

One point of clear liquid fell onto my cheek hearing that. After that, I lowered my head deeply and the barrage of tears fell in succession. Hansel's right. We have cheated by establishing intimacy secretly.

I was surprised when without warning, Hansel wiped my tears. I don't like this position. I don't like the relationship he just claimed to be cheating on.

“Don't talk like that, sir.” I said on the sidelines sobs that don't want to be invited to compromise.

“Why? If you're afraid Bagas knows, we just need to shut up and not tell them.”

I was weak again. He could only shake his head in response to Hansel's words.

“Do not be afraid. I will always be there for you.”

“Ngak. You shouldn't say that. I never wanted to overestimate the father about our relationship.”

I heard an annoyed grunt from Hansel's nose and lips. He seems to be not accepting.

“Udah already, Nad. We've walked too far. I am also comfortable with you.” he said as he rubbed my cheeks gently, which I looked a little rough. I feel uncomfortable.

“Ngak.”

“OK. Then, what kind of relationship do you mean for our closeness other than, cheating? Huh?!”

I don't know how many times I've shaken. But I promise this will be my last. “There is no relationship between us. You're my boss in the office, and I'm your assistant. We're working partners.”

Hansel laughed stiffly. “Naif. You are naive, Nad. We're comfortable, but you don't want me to call our relationship seling—”

“Stop!” I said a little loudly and pressed the sound for Hansel to regain consciousness. “I just love my husband. I love Bagas. Not another man. Including you.” resolute me full of emphasis. “If all this time you think everything I do to you is one of the things that make you comfortable with me, from now on do not ever send messages to me again.”

“What do you mean? Nad, horrify me first.”

“We can't talk about this here, sir. My reputation is at stake. So, if you want to solve this, let's talk elsewhere.” I appeal not to be denied. “I will tell you, where can we talk about this.”

***

Arriving at the residential complex, my heart felt so light, plong and not overcame like burden in the office.

If going home made me so tormented as in hell because I had to meet again with bagas, in contrast to now after Bagas expressed his determination to improve our marriage, the house felt like heaven to me.

Thirty minutes ago Bagas sent a message if he was going to get home at around five in the afternoon. Hansel forced a drive home after making sure all the office employees had gone home. The man insisted on driving me home after our disagreement in the office this morning.

his shiny black BMW stopped not far from Bagas' house. I deliberately asked him not to stop right in front of the house, afraid if something would misunderstand later.

“Thank you for driving me home safely.” I said gently as I moved to feel the seatbelt key and opened it.

But my movements stopped when Hansel's hand grabbed my wrist, then pulled it a little hard until our bodies leaned against each other. One kiss landed on my cheek without me asking, who managed to make my blood boil but could do nothing but stand still with hardened jaws and fingers clenched strongly due to the sting of pain that was so deep in the chest.

“See you tomorrow. I love you, Nad.”

Damnit. Is it that cheap of me that she dares to kiss me like that?

Without answering, I pulled my hand hard and grabbed the car door handle. Opening and exiting the luxury car with a mixed feeling that was so torturous. The guilt for Bagas was so domineering that I wanted to shout at Hansel with a bad swearing from the worst.

I slammed the car door until it thumped hard enough, then I left the man who had dared to touch that was not his right without turning his head again. All the way to the house that is no longer far from sight, I continue to grieve my foolishness that has dared to play with fire and open my heart until there are others who courageously and without permission enter just like that.

I'm stupid. Just say it many times in my ear so that my guilt for Bagas is slightly reduced.

My chest was claustrophobic at the thought of how Bagas' warm smile was, and then it hurt so much that it almost made it difficult for me to breathe when I saw Hansel's face behind my eyelids that I suddenly closed.

I want to be honest and ask Bagas for forgiveness for all my behavior. But why is it so hard?

I clap my sore chest with a fist. It's hard enough and I wish it could help me breathe. But it's very difficult. And it got harder when Bagas' smile came back inside my head.

Bagas, I'm sorry. []

^^^to be continued.^^^