
Affan's position that turned his back on the man made him unable to see his arrival. However, Aira saw it. Even so, he did not know who that man was.
Aira touches Affan's hand hesitantly to inform him of the arrival of the foreign man who is almost at their seat. Affan put down his file and turned around to follow Aira's line of sight.
The man who came over looked very familiar, but Affan did not remember what his name was. They looked at each other and Affan stood up to greet him.
"Affe! Have you forgotten your old friend?" ask the man.
Affan smile. He had completely forgotten who that man was. Only a little did he remember his face but the rest he did not remember anything.
"Jeez, Affan! I'm Roland!" screeches while patting his forehead slowly.
"Ah, yes, Roland. I just remembered. We used to go to the same high school, huh? Assalamualaikum, Roland, how are you?" Affan extended his hand.
"Wa'alaikum salam. As you can see." Roland returned Affan's hand and released him.
A moment later Roland glanced at Aira and the few people sitting at the same table as Affan.
"Sorry, you're busy. Can I have your cell phone number?" ask Roland again.
"Can. I'll take my card for a second." Affan took out his wallet and took out a business card to give to Roland.
"Thank you, I'll call you after this. Bye bye!" Roland immediately left there without any intention of introducing himself to the people Affan was with.
Affan returned to his desk and continued the meeting. They discussed the cooperation project that will be carried out in the construction of a new factory owned by Mr. Dirga.
Sania looks so capable to explain the key points in the details of the project that will begin one more month. While Bimo explained the details of the budget and materials and offered several options to Mr. Dirga.
In recent days Affan has compiled a recapitulation about the construction of this mega project so that there are no mistakes. He also asked for Bimo's opinion and checked before the meeting.
Aira was just a listener. He just sat down to enjoy a glass of drink served by the cafe waiter. There was nothing he could do because he did not understand what they were talking about.
'I don't know what to do, but it's impossible to get out of here. Om Affan looks cool when giving a presentation. No less cool than Om Bimo.' Aira daydreamed as she continued to look at Affan's face.
Sania glanced at him full of malice on the sidelines of their chatter.
After more than an hour of discussion, they were finally finished. Aira breathed a sigh of relief and wished she could go home soon after this.
Affan and Mr. Dirga split up in the parking lot. They enter each car with a different purpose.
"Aira, I still have one more meeting. You're okay, right, coming with us again?" ask Affan while fixing his glasses.
'Well, I have to be a statue again. Hiks, where am I still wearing the high school uniform again.' Aira grimacing.
"I-iya, Mom. It's okay." Aira almost forgot to call Affan with Om again.
Affan smiled at Aira's reply. His hand grabbed a map and opened it.
A moment later Affan stopped like he was remembering something. He glanced at Aira then turned to look at Bimo.
"Bim, you stop at the nearest boutique, yeah! I forgot that Aira was still in uniform" he said.
"Good, Boss!"
Aira smile. Affan finally understood what he wanted.
****
Elsewhere, somewhere else,
"Hi!" greet Amanda as she arrives before Roland.
"Hi, Honey!" Roland stood up and they cheeked each other.
Roland pulled out a chair for Amanda and then sat back down.
"What do you want to order?" asked Roland while showing him the menu book.
"Stream potatoes are the same as half-cooked tuna. Drink it, em .. lemon ice." Amanda returned the menu book to the waiter.
"I'm Sweet omelette and orange juice." Roland ordered a different meal.
Amanda looks less excited. Ever since the incident she passed with Roland the other day, she felt her body was uncomfortable. It was his first experience having an intimate relationship with a man.
"Your face looks pale, Amanda. Are you sick?" roland asked after observing Amanda for a while.
Amanda grabbed the back of her neck and moved her head to relax her tense muscles.
"I'm not sick. It's just that my body's a little sore."
Roland put his lips closer to Amanda's ear and whispered, "That's because you're not used to it yet. How about tonight we do it again."
Roland's hands brushed Amanda's hair and made her romantically bristled. Amanda felt a warm tremor running through her blood. A look back at the romantic moment he had with Roland the other day.
"You only want my body without intending to marry me. That's right." Amanda pretended to be upset.
"While I was thinking. The one thing I want to tell you right now is that I'm so happy to see you again." Roland held onto Amanda's hand and rubbed it gently.
Amanda blushed. Right now her heart was flowery receiving Roland's treatment. For a moment he could forget his heartbreak for Affan.
After that lunch, Roland returned to his apartment. He sat down by the window and stared outside. His hand plays Affan's business cards by twisting and flipping them.
"I have to start acting. You can't have too much fun, Affan. I want to ruin your efforts to avenge Amanda's heartache." Roland smiled wickedly.
Actually Amanda never asked him to take revenge on Affan. Even he did not know what Roland was planning.
Roland is seen contacting his father who is currently living abroad. He talks to him to take over a construction company held by his uncle.
Roland's father was surprised, there were two other companies engaged in the sale and purchase of property and import exports. Roland should have chosen that, but Roland refused and chose the construction company.
His reason for taking a big contract and working with his best friend made Roland's father let the company be taken over by his son.
Roland smiled happily. Soon he turned off his phone and prepared to go to his parents' company. His uncle continued to work there and became his advisor according to his father's orders.
All this time Roland never worked and just had fun. His family background as a rich man made him not want to bother working. His parents also did not oblige him to work and only occasionally took him away to the company to be introduced to his father's business associates.
'Just wait for Affan, I will definitely bankrupt you!' Roland grabbed his suit and walked away from his apartment.
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