Your Officemate's

25. Ride Motorcycle

People say, one way to make others think of you is to make them hate you.

"Sorry, Mr. Hans. I'm having trouble getting Clara's exit interview. She was crying like a breakup. Severely hugging. Almost an hour he was in my room, but unfortunately I did not get anything" Lusi HRD reported.

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"Good afternoon, Mr. Hans. Sorry, Mister. Brother Clara asked me to help tell you that he wanted to face you. He wants to apologize for missing out. Apparently, she's really sorry" Jennifer said this afternoon.

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"Sister Hans, you know? The only thing keeping me here is you. I could have found a better job. But only because of you. For your sake, I stay. It's okay if you don't go up to the office. No problem with salary. As long as I work with you, I'm happy." Because Hans refuses to meet, Clara intercepts Hans in the lobby on his way home from work. After the incident, Hans' office was locked all day.

Clara's eyes are red and her nose is red. His face was dirty, and then his hair was tangled. The usual make-up she wears has faded since then. This was the first time Clara's appearance had been so messy. True said Lusi, like a person breaking up.

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"Moms, it's finally over." Hans called Erika.

"He? You mean, brother Hans?"

"Yes. Clara has resigned.... More precisely, I took it out." There was a sense of giddiness implied in Hans's voice.

"Hmmm...., is everything okay?" as usual Erika patiently responded to her husband.

"There's nothing better than this, Moms. Yeah, all good - good. It's just that I don't know if this decision is right. I was so emotional to see it. Wild and out of control" Hans said.

"I hate him." continued Hans as he exhaled.

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"Night, Mr. Hans. Security reported that he had warned Clara to leave the room. He said, at that time only Clara was there. And was crying. Pity Jennifer who was forced to accompany her in the marketing room."

A message came in from the head of marketing on Hans' phone.

Inwardly, Hans laughed at himself. Sine laugh. Just a Clara, but she can't handle it. In fact, at the last moment he still makes controversy. This is how great Clara is, she always manages to focus on herself.

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Just after coming home from the office, Hans' face looked so tired. Not much to say, he went straight to the room. A mask, a jacket and leggings for Erika. He used all these things for Erika. Hans wanted to calm himself down by going around the housing. And of course, with Erika.

Knowing Hans a lot of thoughts, without much question Erika obeyed her husband's invitation. Let him keep every question that comes up first, even though Hans' expression after work makes his heart piqued.

At this time, Hans was driving with one hand. While the other hand held Erika's hand which tightly hugged her. Erika's head rested on Hans's back. The night breeze - sepoi hit Hans face. Calms heart.

"Ingat waktu kita boncengan dulu? Waktu malam tahun baru?"

"I can't possibly forget." replied Erika with a small laugh. If you remember that time, Erika was always embarrassed and amused.

"We used to fuck when you were pregnant with Abbey." Whenever he remembered the event, Hans always started his story with this sentence.

"Yes. I want to ride that bike again." Erika's eyes glared, remembering Hans' ninja motor. One of the memories of the beginning - the beginning of their marriage. Hans's first motor.

"When there was a boozy bumil bonceng ninja motor, ask to the mall. Pake the nambek event anyway. Just because it's not obeyed. Once there, eeeh knows he even looks at the sale."

"Haha..." Hans laughed with satisfaction.

"In fact, he won the lucky draw. Gift dispenser. Forgive me! You're a chick bollard, a lap dispenser, a shopping bag in hand. Rain again." led Hans as he continued to chuckle.

(Bonceng chick \= bonceng motor, sitting tilted because of the time Erika's stomach is big).

Erika laughs with amusement considering their silly behavior at that time. However ridiculous, as long as it is done with loved ones, then everything will feel happy. What was originally thought to be heavy, will eventually be passed too.

"I'm hungry, Moms" Hans interrupted amid their laughter.

"Come near the campus. Looks like there's a food festival today." Erika asked. Inwardly, Erika was relieved that Hans' attitude had returned as usual. His face was not as dark as when he came home.

In the area near the campus, there was a kind of square. Once in a while, there will be a food festival. Starting from heavy food, to just a snack. Chicken noodles, grilled corn, juice, coffee, potatoes, dimsum and all student prices. Erika likes. Count helps students, because most of the sellers are students of that campus.

Hans parked his motorbike, and took Erika to find a seat.

"Sit here" said Hans. His hand patted the mat that was spread over the grass with a table of lesehan on it. Erika sat there comfortably, straightening her legs.

While waiting for Hans to order food, Erika circulated her gaze around. Today is not so crowded, maybe because it is not a weekend. Ah, it turns out there are decorative lights that are created into various shapes.

Romantic! Erika in her heart. Sitting on the grass surrounded by lights.

"Smile - smile yourself, watch out for the sambet." Hans came to bring Erika's favorite satay lilit, dimsum, and shaved corn.

"The light is good." answered Erika quickly. His eyes immediately glanced at the food in front of him. Without excuse, he immediately devoured all his favorite food.

"Sister Hans, buy chicken noodles but for two dong same you. I can't afford to eat a bowl." persuaded Erika with sparkling eyes - twinkle.

Hans poked his lips.

"yes.. yaa. lest Johan talk about his skinny sister because I don't feed him."

Erika laughed softly, while covering her mouth with her hands.

Seeing how his happy wife enjoyed all this simple, silent - Hans was moved. Erika has never demanded anything.

"You know what, Moms? If the one I'm asking for is Clara, she definitely won't eat in a place like this. Just ride the bike, he's a prestige. Let alone sitting on the grass." Hans said slowly while looking at Erika who had started to enjoy her chicken noodles.

"Eh?"

Erika looked up, looking into Hans eyes. There's something she can't read in there. For some reason, the man in front of him was like he wasn't "His sister" anymore.

Ah...now the chicken noodles that are being enjoyed, it does not taste as good as before.

"Why when it's this fun, there's got to be a Clara name tucked away"

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