You're Not the First

Dong by the way

On the third day when Basofi did not pick up Sofiyah her mother was sad to make Aya who was actually happy because not pestered again by Basofi now became unwell to her mother.

"Greetings to koko, to Nik...." Said the mother when she said goodbye to go to work and Pak Ali was ready in front of his house.

Actually Sofiyah had told Pak Ali to ask permission on his employer let him be allowed to go on his own motorbike but according to Mr. Ali when he said it to his employer, he was just silent.

Arriving at work it turns out that Basofi and Mikail have come first. Sofiyah was so confused why these days the company atmosphere is so strange. Indeed there was a meeting outside around nine in the morning but it is not strange that even many employees who have not come precisely the main director has come first.

As usual, Sofiyah saw her boss' schedule today and then immediately headed to the director's room to read out the boss's agenda.

Lately his boss who playboy was as if he could not be far from his assistant. Mikail was always attached like a postage stamp to Basofi.

After completing his task Sofiyah kept quiet for a while and Basofi knew it but he kept tight-lipped to shut up.

" So....." Sofiyah hesitated to continue her words because Basofi was completely indifferent to her.

" I'm sorry sir..." Said the girl while slightly bowing her body. He walked out because he felt Basofi did not appreciate it at all and leaving was the best solution.

Basofi stared at Sofiyah's departure until the girl sat at her desk.

"Come on Bas. If you like fighting dong... !Don't just shut up. Don't be so unclear like this! I approached him not to. but you yourself just let it go."

" You want to eat chili again?" Ask Basofi rudely.

"No Boss.... !!! I'll shut up. I'm tired of going back and forth to the bathroom from yesterday afternoon.

After getting ready, they boarded in one car. Mikail was the driver while Basofi and his secretary sat on the passenger bench.

The atmosphere was very tense to make Mikail uncomfortable there but he was silent because he did not want to be sprayed by his boss.

Basofi and Sofiyah sat far apart, busy by themselves. Basofi read the files he had to learn about his new client. His mission vision also traces their record all along.

While Sofiyah also looked at her ipad to reread what she would be

present later.

Moments later Sofiyah's phone shook and Raihan's sibling's name was plastered there.

Sofiya did not hesitate to lift it because yesterday when he was in the cafeteria with Rayhan, Basofi cuek-cuek only so Sofiyah made a conclusion if now Basofi is the same as himself. Run each other's lives and just have to pretend in front of their parents like their previous deal.

"Yes sis....."

" On the way want to meet with clients outside"

"I am sorry. I can't"

" I am sorry sis...."

"Yes. See you's..." Sofiyah closed her call while smiling at Rayhan's photo.

Basofi was clearly not concentrated. He closed his files after trying to eavesdrop on their conversation but could not. He then opened his phone looking for something that could distract him from focusing on Sofiyah.

The business meeting went well until lunch time so that Sofiyah and Mikail also enjoyed lunch at the restaurant.

"Sorry, my stomach hurts a lot. I want to go to the bathroom first" Mikail said in a hurry. He ran while holding his stomach because his stomach could not bear to come out.

"I'm sorry to pray for a minute..." Sofiyah said to her boss who pretended not to see her. He went to the musholla beside the restaurant and Basofi followed him from afar because he also wanted to perform the Duhur prayer as well but did not want to be seen by Sofiya.

Still embarrassed if caught doing fardlu prayer.

After Babas finished praying he hurriedly returned to his original place so as not to first Sofiyah. He then pretended to be drinking as if from earlier just sitting there quietly going nowhere.

"We go back first...." He said as he picked up the keys to the car lying on the desk.

" What about Mike then?"

"He's still a long time...!" He answered while walking away from the place. Leaving Mikail without notice.

Basofi went straight in and sat behind the wheel while Sofiyah timidly went up in the front seat following her boss. And in the car both of them just fell silent while looking at the street.

Sofiyah flinched from her daydream as her phone rang. The girl immediately picked up the phone that turned out to be from her mother.

"Assalamualaikum...."

" On this road, go back to the company. There was a meeting with a client outside. Why mi?"

"Ehm.... " Sofiyah was hesitant to answer her mother's questions.

"Shop there......" He said he ventured while glancing at Basofi.

Basofi did not answer him with words only to raise his hand asking for Sofiyah's hape.

"Yes mi...." Basofi said greeting his future father-in-law.

"Alhamdulillah healthy mi. Mommy how are you?" Ask them kindly.

"Iya Basofi apologize mi. I have been busy lately. Later in the afternoon I will try to deliver Aya"

"All right mi. What's Aya's story?"

"Hehe we're fine..." Basofi.

"Yes are both mi..."

"Goddessalam...."

And he also handed over the hape Sofiyah who turned out to be dead.

" What did Mom say?" Ask Sofiyah curiously.

" Ordinary." very stingy words. But Sofiyah still wants to try once again so that their relationship melts back even though they do not want to be together at least their interactions can be like normal people in general, not silent like people who are flogging.

" Mommy this morning nitip salam ..." Sofiyah lured Basofi to talk instead of just one or two words.

Actually Sofiyah was happy Basofi did not talk much to him so he never again got a burst of anger from his boss or words that usually hurt his feelings.

But when Basofi was silent for too long Sofiyah became confused herself. He even wanted to hear Basofi get angry at him.

"You why the hell Ko?" Sofia was getting impatient.

" What was I wrong until Koko silenced me like that?!" Said Sofiyah almost shouted because she could not stand being silenced by the handsome man and his boss.

Because he did not get a response from the person he was talking to, the girl immediately turned her face towards the window. The corner of his eyes began to shed tears. With a quick movement he then rubbed it did not want to be caught by Basofi if he was very crybaby.

"I don't want to cancel our match. It's not that I don't want to just remember papi's will that left you with me a few days before his departure"

Sofiya was angry and sad and hurt to hear the words of Basophi.

"I will explain everything to our parents if we are not interested in each other let alone love each other. I'm sure they can take it" said

Sofiyah was steady considering that tomorrow Sunday she had made a promise to meet with Rayhan to discuss the future of the two of them.