A Flick of Asa For Love
CHAPTERS 107.2

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“Wid ...,” call Ayu.

“Eh, sorry to daydream. For that I am less sure. You know, ‘kan, if Harsa is closed. Especially for such personal problems.” That's all Widya can say.

The disappointed eyes of Ayu were very clear. Although the girl tried to smile, but as a fellow woman Widya could feel her heart. They are busy getting back to their work. Before long, Harsa passed their table to her room.

“The picture is done, Wid?” Harsa stopped her steps when she arrived in front of Widya's desk.

“Already, Sir,” replied Widya politely. After all, Harsa was her superior in this office. Widya tries to be professional.

“OK, I wait in the room.” Harsa passed by without waiting for Widya's answer.

Widya glanced at Ayu who was still staring at Harsa's back. Seen from the look in his eyes how Ayu admired Harsa. Widya took a deep breath before she got up towards Harsa's room. After knocking on the door and getting an answer from Harsa, Widya went into the room of her two best friends. Widya stepped closer to Harsa and handed over the flash containing the image of her design. For a moment Harsa was silent to observe the results of Widya's design, and asked some things that he did not understand.

“Why use wood material for stair railing, Wid? Isn't it more durable if you use iron?” ask Harsa.

“Wood will look more beautiful for occupancy with a natural theme. In addition to cheap prices and easy maintenance, wood materials will be more easily formed so as to save time. Besides this is according to the request of clients who want to rail the stairs adjusted to the dining room that all materials use wood, sir,” explained Widya.

Harsa scrunched her forehead hearing Widya's reply. Not because of his exposure, but more to his speech intonation. Widya is not usually that formal when they are just the three in Harsa's room. Zakir also felt strange with Widya's attitude.

“Wid, you've eaten, ‘kan?” ask Zakir silly.

“Udah. Why?” Widya asked back.

“Ngapain lo speak that formal language pack? Strange me, horrified him,” said Zakir with a laugh that he could not stand.

“Whimsy how?” ketus Widya's. His lips pouted a little because they did not accept being laughed at by his best friend and boss.

“Yes, it's weird. I'm talking to Mr. Kim aja,” bright Zakir.

“Loh, shouldn't we respect our boss? Looks like I should also get used to respecting you, Mr. Zakir.” Widya smiled in defiance of her best friend.

“Already, already. Protest your work, Zak," hardik Harsa. Then switch again to Widya. "Yes, don't forget that we will leave at four o'clock for a survey of materials. You can come back, Wid.” Harsa tried to neutralize the atmosphere.

Widya passed from before them after pleading with her two superiors. After Widya's death, Zakir's gaze immediately turned to Harsa for an explanation. Harsa just put her shoulder out.

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At four o'clock in the afternoon, after performing Asar prayers at a small musala in his office, Widya followed Harsa's steps towards the car parked in front of the office. Fifteen minutes they waited for Zakir to arrive, but he did not reveal his nose. Of course it makes Harsa a little angry because they promised the provider of materials at five in the afternoon.

“Zak, where are you, anyway? What time is it?” sulek Harsa through her cell phone.

[Sorry, Sa. I forgot to buy. I'm not following you, this is again taking care of Karin's car that broke down on the road.] Zakir replied from across.

Widya immediately came in and put up her seatbelt. Slowly the car drove, although with a feeling of arrogance due to Zakir's behavior, but Harsa tried to understand the condition of their best friend. The roads that have not been so crowded make everything safe. Five minutes before their promised time, Harsa and Widya had already arrived at the store providing the materials Widya needed. There, Harsa only accompanies Widya, because for this one business Widya is more understanding.

After all the business was done, the two of them headed to a restaurant not far from their current position. Just a short dinner before they continue their journey. Harsa then takes her car to Widya's house. Along the way, Widya did not say much. He simply answered Harsa's question without adding a word. Of course, this makes Harsa uncomfortable.

“Wid, do you get sick? How was that spirit?" ask Harsa.

“No,” replied Widya briefly.

“There's a problem? Story, dong. Don't make me think that's okay!” harsa pinta.

Widya momentarily fell silent, her mind was stringing the right sentence to ask Harsa. “Sa, can I have something? If you do not want to answer, just ignore it, deh,” Widya said after thinking for a while.

“Yes, just ask. Don't make me curious, dong!”

“Why have you never opened your heart to others? Many, loh, who like the same lo,” watered Widya.

“Open heart how?” Harsa still does not understand where Widya's talks are going.

“Lo ngerasa what not, anyway, if there are friends in the office who like the same lo?” ask Widya.

Harsa shook her head. “Emang who likes me the same?” ask Harsa curiously.

“Ya is there, anyway. He said he fell in love with you. He asked me, do you already have a girlfriend what not,” Widya said more quietly. Harsa smiled at Widya. Seeing the change in the face of the woman when telling the story, Harsa so think what this is that makes Widya's attitude change? Could Widya be jealous?

“Lo who was at lunch?” ask Harsa.

“Tadi, ‘kan, I told you that I had lunch with Ayu. Uh, kok, divert the conversation. My question has not been answered. Why don't you open your heart to others, Harsa?” Widya repeated her question with anxiety.

Harsa gave a thin smile. “Now I ask, are you ready to step with others even though you know Nathan can not return?” A moment of silence. Widya is unable to answer Harsa's trivial questions which she finds so difficult to answer.

“Lo can't answer, ‘kan? I'm like that too. There is no reason we can give if it is about feelings. Maybe it all doesn't make sense. But that's how it goes without us having to tell the reason. And I have been trying to wait for someone I love all this time and all that also do not need a reason why I do it,” explained Harsa again.

“Lo loves someone?” ask Widya. No doubt Harsa's words made Widya a little disappointed. I don't know why an uncomfortable feeling was present in his heart. Widya only feels unwilling if Harsa who has always been there for her suddenly loves other women. Widya could not imagine if one day there would be someone else who is more important than her.

“Yes, I love him so much. But it's not time for me to be honest. Let it all flow like water. For now it's been more than enough for me to see that guy's smile. Seeing her laugh as we ate together, seeing her cheerfulness when I picked her up, and seeing her shady smile as she waved after I drove her home.” Harsa smiled warmly imagining Widya in her wishful thinking.

“Means lo?” Widya was stunned by Harsa's statement. “What that means..” Widya did not dare to continue her sentence when the look in her eyes met the beautiful netra of Harsa. The young man with the sweet smile who had always been with him.

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...****To be continued**...

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