After the First Night
Chapter 25's

The road is too complicated, going to pain survive pain.

The bitter feeling always bites, making me want to scream.

Why is everything so hard, all the roads feel narrow.

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Arzan walked quickly to his room, not forgetting to respond to greetings from employees who passed by him. He is known to be quite friendly boss, unlike the boss in novels who are cold and arrogant. He did not hesitate to say hello to his employees so they did not hesitate to meet with Arzan. He entered the elevator with the other employees, there were two female employees and two men who were standing in the corner of the elevator. He was not an employee there, but a client who was preparing to meet with Arzan and other office staff.

The man glanced briefly at Arzan who was standing in front of him without turning his head. The two women who were next to him whispered, seen laughing while glancing at Arzan. Disturbed by their voices, Arzan tried to reprimand.

"What are you laughing at?" he turned his head for a while, staring at the two employees who were immediately speechless because they were stared at in such a way by their superiors.

"Sorry, Sir. We-we're not laughing at anything." Both of them looked down, scared and uneasy. They are both afraid that they will offend their boss and will have a bad impact on their position in the office.

Ting ...!!

The elevator door opened, stopping on the fifth floor. Arzan immediately came out and left the three people who were heading towards the sixth floor. After the elevator door closed, the two female employees giggled. They laughed after the departure of their boss.

"Crazy, yeah. Potatoes of the newlyweds, cook her neck red-red. Keep looking at it, in the corner of Mr. Arzan's lips there is lipstick. Geez, so I want to marry you." said a woman with shoulder hair.

"Yes, it turns out his wife is aggressive too huh. The red-red sampe is her neck. Must be overtime keep them." said his brown-haired friend.

"It could be, you know" his friend chuckled while laughing. The two laughed without realizing there were two men behind them who heard everything. The other was silent beside his superior, while the other man was smiling bitterly, both hands were in his pants pocket while his net was staring straight ahead expressionlessly.

Arzan continued to step into his room, astonished to see the expressions of his employees who were secretly laughing at him. The man looked at his appearance, he felt nothing strange on his clothes. Until then he chose to be careless and not care about the surrounding.

He entered his room, stopping at his secretary's desk in front of a laptop screen.

"Niken, please prepare the materials for today's meeting. Ten more minutes we're meeting on the sixth floor." Said the man. The woman who heard the orders from her superior immediately stood up and lowered her head for a moment.

"All the materials have been prepared, sir." he said loudly.

"Good." praise the man to his subordinates.

"Nmh ... I'm sorry sir, are you going to a meeting like that?" ask the woman who wears the mocca-colored blazer doubt it.

Arzan frowned, looking strangely at his secretary.

"You mean?"

"What?!" Just the words of his secretary made Arzan surprised.

"Yes, sir." he said with a smile. He was also understood because his boss had just married.

Did the employees laugh at me? Ah shit! Dita really managed to embarrass me! It's in the heart. I

"Thank you for telling me." said the man as he passed and entered his room. He immediately went to the private bathroom in his room. Removing the trace that was on the corner of his lips.

"Why is that girl so aggressive? Though Ayesha is not like that." he muttered while recalling the heat struggle they did last night. Dita's game always makes Arzan addicted until he wants to feel again and again. He always wanted to feel the warmth of the girl. Is he starting to love Dita? Ah no. He just depends on the girl. He can get what he can't get from his wife. About his heart, there was still a tight deposit for Aisha. In his heart was still Aisyah and the woman remained the victor. Disappointment sends itself to the brink of error and the beginning of misery. If only he could think clearly and have accepted Aisha's dark past, perhaps none of this would have happened.

After Arzan managed to get rid of the lipstick stains on his lips, he immediately prepared for a meeting. He does not want his clients to wait long. Arzan immediately invited his secretary to go to the meeting room on the sixth floor.

Meanwhile somewhere else, Aisyah meets her best friend at the Cafe. He went out and drank a cup of his favorite cappuccino. The two occasionally laughed, telling funny things that were very fun at the ulik back.

"What is your horror novel?" asked Aisyah while sipping her capuccino which was only half a glass.

"Well, horrified. How I feel goosebumps. I feel like someone is following me and bothers me often. Don't know what that is." said the blonde woman before him.

"Well be careful Des, it could be that the ghosts don't accept you writing about him."

Desy, her friend, also nodded.

"What are you doing, anyway? Don't talk weird."

"Ih, really. I often hear horror writers often come across. Even in terror, because the ghost does not accept. Said they were too rude to bother them."

"What a shame, you're Ayesha."

"Well, how outrageous?"

"Yes you are outrageous! It scared me. Where it is the novel is not finished" he said fearfully. He shuddered in horror to imagine if the true ghost story that he made the novel did not accept when the story was raised into a novel.

"I didn't mean to, Des. But I'm just sharing the experiences of other horror writers. Be careful when writing horror novels. That's why I never write a novel like that. Because once I wrote a horror genre novel, only two chapters eh I experienced my own mystical things. Until I asked my friend, horror writers. Her name is Dian, she's the best horror writer I've ever known. He said, I'm so bad at writing his story. And the ghost did not accept. Since then, I've deleted two chapters I wrote. Since then, there have been no more mystical events that I have experienced. And since then, I don't want to try horror anymore. Kapok dong, me." said Aisyah shuddering. Recalling the mystical things he had experienced when writing a horror novel.

"Ah but I bear the novel. Ten Chapters, the reader is also a lot. Cook suddenly I should remove? It's a real shame, isn't it?"

"Which do you choose, many readers or in the ghost of a lifetime?" aisyah asked with a serious look. Desy his best friend cradled the two things in confusion. It is a shame to lose a lot of readers. Searching for readers is not easy and difficult. But if the novel is not deleted, he does not want to be constantly terrorized by invisible creatures. As the two were having a serious conversation about the horror novel, they were suddenly startled by the voice of a man who had shocked them.

"I'm here ..." she shrieked in a horror voice. The two screamed hysterically, making all the customers who were there surprised instead of playing. All eyes looked towards them.