WHEN I FELL IN LOVE

Chapter 18

Two months have passed since Lela worked at the same company as me. Lela is progressing rapidly, as sales coordinator of instant cake flour team. She has been able to lead the brifing well (even according to Jayadi, Lela is better than Erwin), Lela has also mastered the products we sell, and her presence is also very helpful, in increasing turnover, he said, the Source Cake shop. Not everything went well for Lela. It must be understood, because Lela has not had any experience, in the world of marketing. Errors such as, forgetting to include discounts when giving an order form to the invoice print section, or not being careful when helping to charge, or not being careful when helping to charge, so that the money he had to put into the financial part of my office was less and he had to replace it with personal money. Yes, mistakes like that. But take it easy, Erwin always helps Lela in solving her problems. Erwin's ability to speak, able to convince people in the office, that the mistakes made by Lela is reasonable, because Lela is still new. Actually it was a heroic act that Erwin should have done as the highest leader of the marketing team in our company. Protect, protect and maintain the level of trust other divisions have with us. That's what we expected of Erwin. Something Erwin never did for us (me, Jayadi, and Jessica).

Erwin's treatment of Lela makes me grateful, because Erwin can cover up Lela's mistakes with his clever tricks, but also at the same time disgust me, because seeing Erwin's sudden behavior becomes super good when in front of Lela. I was reminded of Jayadi's question that he had asked me, when we were chatting in my room, "maybe it's not Bang, Erwin likes Lela?" The question that flew like an atomic bomb out of Jayadi's mouth, which landed and exploded in my mind, left radioactive anxiety and all that could make me uncomfortable. I often think, what if Erwin really likes Lela? And, what if Lela also likes Erwin? Of course it would hurt me. After that, another question will arise, which is: who is responsible for the wounds I received? The most logical answer to that question is myself. I was wrong because I was too afraid to say "I Love You" to Lela. I'm not as great as the man in Iwan Fals' song, entitled, "The Alone"; and I admit without hypocrisy I love you. That I swear I love you. Complicated lyrics for a cowardly man like me. But nevermind! I'm not sure if Erwin really likes Lela. No evidence strong enough to convince me of this terrible thing.