
Finding an unknown man is a very difficult job, even when you're just imagining it. Such was Nora's assumption that she had not moved since Naina's scolding an hour ago.
Even so, Nora is not sitting relaxed while eating ice cream as usual when fused. Now he was pacing back and forth in his room looking for a way to find the man.
"Oki's still there, who knows he can help me," Nora grumbled as she called Oki's number.
There was no sign Oki would answer his call. He has tried five times and all have failed.
"What kind of friend is he" said Nora as she threw her phone on the sofa beside the glass.
Nora's legs cramped, so she decided to sit in her chair. Opened a laptop containing dozens of blasphemies netizens by his assessment of Daisy's restaurant. Some people defended Nora. Nora was convinced those people were honest people the restaurant owner had not paid to fake their judgment.
Nora sighed. Whatever the situation on his social media, there is more chaos than all that. The chaos affected his salary for five months which was soon to be withheld. Nora will not work for free for the next five months.
Nora rose up straight. He had decided to go to the Zenaya Company, who knew the man in the blue shirt was still there, being executed by the security forces. He had to hurry back before the man left.
"Eh," Nora screeched as the corner of her eye unintentionally glanced towards the watch on her left hand. "It's four o'clock, it's time to go home" he grumbled thinking.
He saw from the glass door, the employees started walking towards the elevator to get off. They will go home and relax at home, why does he still have to work hard?
Nora raised her shoulders unconcerned. He wanted to soak his body in the hot tub after coming home later so that the entire burden on his shoulders disappeared.
Nora packed all her stuff. Staring at the phone screen, thought there was a notification from the Oki number, but it was not there. He walked out with his bag.
Nora crammed into the fifteen-person capacity elevator. His position was very pitiful in the corner. Because in a state of fatigue and frustration, he chose to be quiet instead of telling stories with colleagues beside him.
The elevator opened two minutes later, Nora queuing out. The first floor has been empty since when.
"Look, they're so excited to go home. I was still too diligent because I came home last. So, why do I have to overtime just to take the camera in an uncertain place?"
Nora praised herself inwardly as she walked towards the exit.
"Dora!" greet Kenan when Nora absent finger print right on the doorstep. "You seen Oki?"
Nora looked in shock. "Oh no, I forgot to say that he still hasn't returned from Zenaya C."
Kenan. "Why? Is he on a demo?"
"Yes ..," said Nora with a hanging tone. He could not bear to tell the truth that Oki was alone with another man so he forgot to go home. Kenan and Oki were just a few weeks ago made friends after more than seven years. Nora does not want to take responsibility for the damage to their relationship.
"Why did he go to the demo? He has nothing to do with the case there?"
Nora displayed an incomprehensible expression. "You'd better find out for yourself" he said, patting Kenan on the shoulder to calm the man down.
Kenan looked at the frustration.
***
Nora's black car into a large area which is a park as well as a parking lot beside her house. Nora realized her decision to return home to seek calm was not entirely right. There was a guest who came to his house. He saw two cars parked at the end of the parking lot. Probably about five to six people.
Nora stared at the wide-open main door. He's not going in through there, no matter what. That's why he chose to enter through the back door, the door that was directly related to the kitchen.
The waiters were working extra to make a lot of food when Nora came in.
"What's this?" nora asked towards the servants.
"There's a guest, Non," said one of the waiters. "Non Andin's future husband."
Nora nodded in amazement. Andin is an older sister who is four years older than him. He didn't even know that the innocent and naive Andin had a boyfriend and they were getting married soon.
Nora had to go through the living room to reach the stairs to her room. With great care, he went through the living room without even turning his head towards the ten people on the sofa there. He did not want to interact, let alone this event had absolutely nothing to do with him.
"He's Nora, Andin's sister," said Eza, the father, pointing at Nora who was still pretending not to hear.
Nora further sped up her pace for him to immediately get out of their sight distance. After reaching the fifteenth step, he let out a sigh of relief. The voice down there is still faint-dyed if heard from here.
Being somewhat nervous, Nora only remembered one thing from the words of those guests. They praised Nora as similar to Andin, but she was very different from Andin. Andin is naive and innocent, while Nora is stubborn and grumpy. Very not similar.
Nora threw her bag on the bed. Take off her outer clothes and run to the bathroom to prepare her bathing ritual.
Once his body entered into a hot tub filled with foam and soothing aroma, then he could feel the calmness of life in this world. This atmosphere was the only thing that could make Nora forget all her problems. But why are times different? Why is it that when he closes his eyes to enjoy the warmth, what appears in the darkness is the face of the man in the blue shirt?
Nora growled furiously. Trying to relax again. Then he failed again.
"Who exactly is that guy? Have you seen him before?" thought Nora who finally lost her patience.
Nora did not enjoy a warm bath this afternoon. Instead of being calm, he was getting frustrated. That's why he ended the activity twice as early as usual.
Nora quickly put on her change of clothes and returned to the bedroom. Apparently, there was the father standing in the doorway with a flat and piercing expression. Nora turned her eyes away from her nervousness.
"Do you know what to do when you have guests?" ask Eza in a deep and firm tone. "At least, smile. If you don't want to say hello."
Nora admitted her mistake in heart. This was the umpteenth lesson his father had given him in the past day.
"Clean the living room before you go to bed. The waiters are busy making food!" eza orders while passing from the doorway.
Nora knew it was a punishment for her mistake. I don't want him to have to.