A Flick of Asa For Love
CHAPTER 112

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Early in the morning Harsa had given Widya a message that she could not pick her up as usual. He said that, must leave before dawn to conduct a review of the project in Bandung. The journey of Jakarta–Bandung takes almost three hours. Therefore, Harsa must be smart to compete with time to get to the destination on time. He was forced to leave alone because Zakir reasoned not feeling well.

Harsa plays music to accompany her journey so as not to feel lonely. The 'with you' song that was spinning as if it understood his deepest mood. He wanted to stay on his feet waiting for Widya to welcome his hand. Even if he had received rejection from Widya, there was no fear of retreating or giving up. His love is not so easily broken just because of one rejection.

Embarrassed? He had no time to think about the shame he felt for what he had not welcomed. Haven't. Yeah, not yet. He still has confidence that his feelings will definitely be reciprocated, even though he does not know when Goddess Fortuna sided with him.

'I wanna be with you. And I wanna stay with you. Just like the stars shining bright...'

Sometimes Harsa murmured the lyrics of the song, as if she was revealing what was on her mind. Thinking of Widya as if it had no end. Up at the intersection, through the map clue he should have turned left. There are still road improvements. So that Harsa now has to find another alternative way to get to the destination before seven o'clock.

It was not difficult for Harsa to find another way, because when he and Zakir first signed a contract and at the same time surveyed the location. Zakir once chose to go down that road.

"Finally come too, Mr. Harsa. How was your trip?" welcome the project chief as soon as Harsa gets out of her car.

"Alhamdulillah, fluent. Although it was blocked from road repair, I can handle it, sir."

"remarkable. I imagine, surely you leave Jakarta at three o'clock" guessed the chief executive.

Harsa just shook her head in denial. After a short conversation, Harsa said goodbye to enter the office and meet directly with his client. He went back to having a long meeting. Since Harsa is a person who upholds professionalism, the work should be detail on demand. Until the time of the coffee break, Harsa was finished. And proceed to take to the field for a review.

While in different places, Widya is also focused on laptops and charts presented there. "You want coffee, Wid?" tawar Ayu looked up from behind his cubicle.

"Mmm .. may," Widya replied.

"OK, let me order, yes," said Ayu as she typed a message on her phone to order to the pantry officer. There's no answer. "Not opened my WhatsApp, Wid," murmured Ayu. Ayu decides to approach herself to the pantry.

"Gue take it, deh ,Wid,"

"Thank you, yeah, Ayu." With a sweet smile on her lips wrapped in peach-colored lip tint, Widya said sincerely to Ayu.

Seeing Ayu, Widya again remembered Harsa. His feelings became a little distorted. How does Ayu feel when she finds out that Harsa has kept a long love for her. He was afraid to make his friend hurt. "Ah, hopefully, Ayu has forgotten her interest in Harsa."

Indeed, only occasionally Ayu discussed about Harsa and for quite a long time, Ayu did not discuss it anymore. Widya is afraid of things that used to happen again. When he and his friends liked the same person.

Likey? Does Widya like Harsa?

There is no denying that it exists. However, only to like it because Harsa is his best friend and also a good boss for him.

Wid, don't drink coffee if you haven't eaten anything. I don't want you to have a stomachache because it hasn't filled anything_Harsa

One message from Harsa made a smile rise on Widya's lips. As if awakened, Widya's gaze swept around her looking for Harsa's figure. How could, this morning he got a message if Harsa in Bandung, while he could know if Widya would drink coffee now.

Zakirs. He's on the lip of Widya's division room door. Seen playing on his phone. It is certain, from Zakir that Harsa knew this.

"Who's looking, Wid?" goda Zakir as he approaches Widya's table.

"Ng-not looking for anyone," said Widya.

And back Zakir act a little teasing Widya.

"The boss told me to look at you, nih. He said he didn't see his spirit suddenly evaporate somewhere this morning."

Of course it was a message that Zakir had exaggerated. Zakir is not his name if his mouth does not act for a day.

Widya simply responded by shaking her head. Considered familiar with Zakir's words.

Not too long later, Zakir said goodbye because Ayu had returned from the pantry. "What I was talking about, it's really, really, Wid,” said Zakir a little whisper before leaving the Widya cubicle.

I don't feel like time has entered the time to go home. Widya checked her phone again. It has become a habit, in the hours of home office Harsa always contact him or give him a message to wait for him to be able to go home together. However, this time it was quiet. There's no sign of that anymore.

"Hey. Wait, yes!"

Zakir is back. He was standing behind his cubicle.

"Gue knows you're definitely waiting for the boss. Aye, right? Yes, dong, Wid. Let me make a real guess."

"You don't have any other work, do you, sir? In addition to ngagetin plus ignorant to your own employees." Widya deliberately spoke formally because she was a little annoyed at Zakir. However, the smile did not also fade from his lips when he received insinuations from Zakir.

In Widya's heart, it was as if the presence of Harsa who was always around her had become a habit. Until unknowingly, Widya is indeed waiting for the arrival of Harsa.

Zakir invites Widya to go home together according to the orders of his boss to ensure Widya gets home safely.

On the way, Zakir's not his name if he can't stay still. Still teasing Widya. As if reminding her of Harsa's habits. To the extent that Zakir reminded how angry and regretful Harsa was to Nathan, when he found Widya who was injured by the treatment of Nathan who chose to believe in Vina at that time. Until Harsa dares to beat Nathan. The story left Widya's mind a little open. Inwardly, he wanted to immediately meet with Harsa to make sure of everything.

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The next day, Widya who has finished walking healthy with her mother, sitting relaxed on the terrace while playing her phone. A little replied to a message with Harsa and decided to meet Harsa who complained of not feeling well because she was too tired after traveling out of town. Mama Evi and Papa Rendra are on a business trip to Bali. Be Harsa use this thing to get Widya's attention a little. Not particularly. Because Widya herself had intended to see Harsa before she agreed to Harsa's request to come.

"Assalamualaikum," Widya said as she knocked on the door of Harsa's house. There was an ART who opened the door.

After being invited in and waiting, Harsa got off the second floor. Widya circulated her gaze seeing the ornaments of Harsa's house. It is like recognizing this design. Yeah, in college. Harsa once asked Widya to find a home interior design that Widya thinks is suitable. And more importantly, Widya likes it.

Now Widya increasingly realized that how deep the taste that Harsa had for her.

So amazed at the real look of the design he once made. To the point of not realizing that Harsa was standing behind him. While going to scan to the other side, Widya hit Harsa's chest and made her stagger almost fall. No, Harsa won't let that happen. He quickly caught Widya's body.

"You're okay, aren't you, Wid?" harsa asked while releasing her hand from Widya.

"Yes, that's okay, really," Widya replied as she controlled her irregular heartbeat.

Although she is not feeling well, Harsa still shows her best smile to Widya.

"You wanna talk next to the house?" haggar Harsa.

Widya agreed to Harsa's offer. The land that is not so wide beside the house there is a small fish pond equipped with gurgling water from an artificial shower that presents a calm effect. On the side of the pool there are two swings made of iron and rattan that have been shaped like this. Widya does not stop praising the layout of Harsa's house. Until they sit on the swing. Lucky there is a mahogany tree that is quite shady to cool the atmosphere before noon which is not so hot.

After Harsa told me about the work yesterday. And tired of driving alone with a trip far enough. The conversation returned seriously when Widya alluded to the interior design of Harsa's house.

"Yes, Wid. That design is the design you made first." Harsa linked the ten fingers to unravel the rumbling of love that was getting stronger there.

"I asked that of you intentionally. I think by applying the design concept that you like. I'm gonna be more comfortable living in this house. Remember you were happy with Nathan. I also want to be happy because of you. This is one of the places I can hide when I try to take you with Nathan. In this house,

"Yes, there are times when I am also not strong to see you can laugh loosely. But not because of me. I realize what I did was not easy to forgive. And so, like a coward I occasionally hide here avoiding all of you when inviting together as usual." Harsa laughed a little. A bitter laugh that laughed at him.

"I'm sorry, Sa. If all this time I've been accidentally hurting you behind my laughter."

Widya was silent for a moment and then steadied herself to see Harsa's bead eyes that exuded honesty. Widya also opened her voice asking something that stuck her mind lately. "When have you liked me, Sa?" ask Widya.

Widya's question made Harsa slightly pull the corner of her lips. "Since you sent me, Wid," said Harsa honestly. The eyes of Harsa can not be separated from the girl of his puja.

Harsa's reply made Widya round her eyes. Surprised? Sure oes. That was the moment where he tried to let go of the sense in Harsa. However, it turns out different from Harsa who just realized her feelings. Till now.

Widya shook her head faintly trying not to believe him. However, Harsa's resolute eyes were looking at Sayu at Widya as if she was reassuring her.

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