
Job sheets every day make me not realize that I have been working in the art gallery for the third week.. Soon I finally began to be able to repay for my additional college. At the beginning I worked here I got a lot of convenience because the manager at this gallery turned out to be a friend of Ozge who also turned out to help me so that I could be accepted to work here.. But somehow Ozge always asked me as if he was worried because I work here.. The manager was named ilker and he turned out to be the son of the owner of this art gallery.. At my arrival Mr. Ilker always rebuked me, what a polite man. Without seeing my status working here as a cleaning service.. Even if I came home a little late, he asked me and offered to take me, but with my refusal, he was not too heart-felt.. To this day, it was unexpected that Ilker would have a birthday and he invited me..
Ozge, who heard that, contacted me immediately and asked me back.. I was amazed by his behavior at this time because he had never been like this before.. It came to my mind that Ozge actually had feelings for ilker for a long time and had not been conveyed. Therefore I decided to limit myself and honestly there was no intention of the heart to know him further. The day changed, the thesis sheet I was working on was nearing the end result that I hoped would be very satisfying, Seeing the clock ticking was aware of the obligation of the work I had to do, trying to hurry up as soon as I finished my studies and arrived at the art gallery on time. Half-running in the middle of the stairs of the entrance of the gallery, without any desire or hope that was expected to be granted, the meeting with the glasses man made a step stop. Emre was seen behind him greeting me, it seems they are very busy with carrying some maps and a briefcase that looks thick. What kind of business are they actually working on?
“ Miss coffee introduction.”
Hand over to walk towards Almira while taking off his glasses and putting them in his suit
“ Mr Glasses,.”
“ What are you doing here? Visiting? You, alone this time. Not with your friend?”
“ Yes.. I work side by side here as cleaning service”
“ What..?? Since when?? Didn't you work with Mete?? Did he treat you with...”.
“ No. Sure didn't.. Long Story"
" It seems I still have time to listen to your explanation"
" that.. Actually was.. The point is, I need a fee for my extra college.. And not that Mr. Mete hired me a little, the work environment is uncomfortable and other reasons, but because I want to finish my study here as soon as possible and return to Indonesia.”
“ Then, Have you been working here for a long time? Are you close to ilker?”
“ Near? With Mr ilker? No, Nope.. I only knew him but not so close. It just so happens that my best friend in college is his friend, so he recondited me to work here. One month I worked here, Mr. Ilker was very good to me.. Even invited me to her birthday ceremony next week”
“ What??”
“ aah sorry I'm almost late.. Byee..”
Almira passed away waving and bowing her head as she passed through Emre
Why either ozge or he seemed surprised by the news of ilker inviting me on his birthday? I tried to turn myself back, the man still looked at me as if he were watching me.. Strange as it was, the man looked at me as if I were a black stain in white, but before long his gaze could change suddenly when he looked at me.. Realizing that I was going to be late for work, I immediately ran and headed for the staff room.. Shortly at work, when I was on the 2nd floor my view was diverted to the corner of the main hallway of the gallery on the ground floor.. It appears the man was talking to Mr. Ilker.. It even looked very serious the two of them at the moment.. Is it not finished until he gets back here? But what do I care? Right now the most important thing is that my work is done so I can go back and work on my thesis. Back trying to finish my work faster than usual then immediately back to the staff room to change my clothes and half ran out of the art building.. Waiting for the arrival of the bus schedule that I was going to visit, suddenly stopped a luxury car in front of me, the car door that opened a man came out of the car and approached me..
“ Mr glasses? What are you...”.
“ Come in, I'll drop you”
“ What??”
He walked back to his car and opened the back door and looked at me and told me to get in the car.. But it really feels strange that my body, like a controlled robot, I obey his orders. When ilker bey tries to behave the same way as this man intends to take me home, I can firmly reject him, but why is it that with this man it seems as if my body cannot be controlled and obey his wishes? I walked in and got into the car, the door that closed I saw him walk around the car to get in through the next door. I who sat in the back seat with him felt very awkward and like it was going wrong, seen emre in front who was driving the car again smiled and he greeted me back. This man also gave a code for emre to start driving, before long we also drove around the city in the middle of lights and a little traffic just to deliver me..
“ Apartment Turyap Sariyer, right?”
“ Yes.. How do you know?? . . . . . . Ahhh, Mr Mete! Officer data?? Honestly, are you the owner of that restaurant too? Why can you see employee data?”
Almira who was looking at him gave a suspicious look
“ Arguably I am only as the owner of stock”
“ Mean?”
“ Main investors”
“ Aaahhh.. Your money must be a lot.. At this age.. You're such a hard worker.”
Almira turned her gaze towards the road while muttering indistinctly
“ Would you like to consider working elsewhere?”
“ Where do you mean? I just to get this job have been very grateful considering my current condition.”
Almira sighed, grateful that she was still able to work in a classy place
“ Talk about work.. Do you really want to go to her birthday?”
“ What? sorry?”
“ You said ilker invited you. So, are you coming? Then, did you come because of work or was there another reason?”
Serkan looked at Almira seriously as if interrogating for a reasonable explanation
"Why should I explain it to you?"
Almira threw back her face avoiding the look in her eyes
"Answer first"
“I don't know with you.. But I was raised politely by both of my parents.. It is impolite to reject someone's invitation as long as we can come unless something happens to us that makes us unable to come. Then, don't think that no. I came just out of respect for him.”
“ If I say you don't have to come. Are you going to obey?”
“ By reason? Why do you seem to be against it?"
Almira looked at Serkan with question marks
“ No. Forget my words. Looks like you're a stubborn woman”
Serkan replied to Almira by throwing his face towards the window, avoiding him
“ WHATA?”
It did not feel we finally reached the door of the main lobby in front of the apartment, Emre swiftly came down and opened the door for me..With a slightly irritated look I looked towards this glasses guy, yet he threw his gaze towards the side of the car as if deliberately avoiding me. Feeling annoyed, I immediately came down because I felt uncomfortable being treated like this by him. Then Emre was pleased with me by subduing a little of his body, and I returned. But the man remained in his seat with the car glass tightly closed. What's wrong with her? It wasn't even me who asked him to deliver me! Wasn't he the one who wanted to drive me? WHAT'S?! A STUBBORN WOMAN? ME?? That guy is so annoying!!.
3 Days before Mr. Ilker's birthday, I worked as usual and worked according to the last instructions given to me for the part of the room I had to clean. When I finished my work in the gallery today and finished changing my clothes and walking towards the main lobby exit, Ilker was waiting for me in front of the gallery building.. I called him and he turned and approached me.. How surprised I was given a white box that looked expensive in size by him.. I asked, then she said open it as soon as you got home and wear it later on my birthday.. Then Ilker also intended to take me home tonight, but I refused him farewell through it.
When the morning is welcoming, the weather today looks a little sunny not so cloudy.. It's my day off, so it looks like Lilian and kirey don't have morning lectures.. I then called them in the middle room to look at the contents of the box to ask for their opinion..
“ Mira.. Who did you get this dress from?? This dress is good.. But, are you really going to wear it later?”
Said Lilian who was surprised to see the dress in the box and hang it
“ Yes, we think this is too short mir.. You're not used to wearing a dress like this. It's at night, right?”
“ From Pak ilker.. Yeah, I think so, too open.. How best?”
“ A person's good intentions are not well rejected.. Relax mir, I change with my hand this”
“ Yes no wonder you are art major.. Calmly leave it to kirey, mir.”
“ What do I need to help you with? If there isn't, I'll go somewhere new to the restaurant.. Afraid of late coming to work if doing 2 things at once.”
“ None.. You take care of your business.. When you get home, I try to get this shirt done I redesign.”
“ Thank you rey, you really are my goddess of help.. I'll go first.. Bye”
Getting ready and immediately going to some special boutique men's formal suits, I who was the first time to do this was very surprised. When entering the entrance, the decorations and all the items here were completely out of my reach, trying to look around and it turned out that the price of 1 item alone could be very expensive.. I also ended up confused what gift I would give to ilker bey.. Time does not feel fast unconsciously has shown at 1 pm, 3 o'clock I must immediately return to the restaurant.. Then my eyes saw 1 small elegant box containing silk handkerchiefs.. I ended up buying it as a birthday gift for ilker bay.. As soon as I finished I took the bus with the fastest route to get to the restaurant..
As soon as I saw Emre sitting on the bench in front of me.. He looked at me and smiled at me\, I smiled at him too. Then I motioned my face to her as if to say\, *was she there alone again in the cold again?* and Emre replied by nodding his head. I also walked a little towards the wide window in the middle of the restaurant to see it.. Again the man's back looked so pitiful looking at the flow of the bosphorus strait this afternoon.. Somehow I felt like I wanted to try to get close and get him to talk but I didn't dare to.. I immediately switched my mind and rushed to the back to change clothes and work.. The restaurant today wasn't too crowded so I could rest for a while.. While resting for a moment\, I saw Mr. Mete approaching Emre then they looked seriously talking.
Before long it seemed like Mr. Mete gave a paper to Emre, and he looked and read the contents of the paper with a gaze full of seriousness. But somehow Emre seemed annoyed after reading the contents of the paper Mr. Mete gave him and rolled the paper like garbage and threw it into the trash.. Ozcan's brother came up to them and spoke with them. They looked confused from their faces at this moment.. Before long the views of the three of them led to the bespectacled man, I could see they were worried about his condition. As I was about to head for the kitchen, Ozcan called me..
“ Almira, you are studying psychology, you want to be a psychiatrist right? Can you help her?"
Said Pak cashew using Turkish on Almira with legs that vibrate full of anxiety
“ ME?? . . . . I'm not sure. However, how long has he been like this?"
“ Less than 2 years"
Said Uncle Ozcan who was holding onto Mr. Mete's shoulder trying to calm him down
“ How can help him? We don't know anymore.. I wish someone would talk to him"
Said Mr. Mete who furrowed his brows and put his hands on his head feeling dizzy towards Serkan
“ . . . . . .Would he be offended if I approached and talked to him?"
At once Mr. Mete stood listening to me speak and surprised me. I thought I said something wrong.. But what happened was, as if Ozcan was given direction without saying walk towards me with my winter jacket in his hand and give it to me. Then Mr. Mete pushed me out slowly and closed the restaurant door. It was seen the three of them waving hands at me and telling me to go see the man.. With a deep breath, I turned around and walked to him.. It felt like my heart was beating so fast that I was confused as to what I would tell him later.. Step by step I walked up to her, as my distance to her was already getting swept away by the wind that was blowing the perfume she was wearing on me.. Then I saw the look of sadness was right in his eyes, and finally I dared myself to invite him to speak..
“ Hey mr. glasses.. Are you a superhero immune to cold weather?”
Almira stood beside Serkan's seat by putting his hand in his jacket pocket
“ Miss coffee introduction?”
Said Serkan who was surprised by Almira's presence by removing his glasses
“ Did I bother you? Can I sit?”
“ Please. Is there anything you want to talk about?”
“ Just wanted to ask, Is there anything you're afraid of? Hm.. Like a tiger, a snake, or..”.
Almira also sat beside Serkan facing Serkan trying to start a conversation with him
“ WHAT??”
“ Just answer my question..”
“ Human. I think humans are scary more than anything.”
Hand the one who turned his gaze toward the Bosphorus Strait and fell silent
Hearing him say that easily and with a flat face but from the look of his eyes looks worry, sadness, and loneliness.. I can assure you he has a very deep trauma in this.. What kind of injury did he feel until he was able to get into this position? Indeed, everyone must have their own problems and depends on how you solve the problem.. From what I can see, this guy is not at all the kind of guy who falls down easily.. So, guess what problem.....
“ Horrible humans when hungry! Know it? Like Papa.. When mama was a little late to prepare food, she commented like an old locomotive train that still uses fire and a furnace and then there was black smoke above her head.”
“ Serus mira, are you here to say this?"
Serkan lowered his head with a slight smile on his face
“ SERIOUSLY! My dad is like that. If you get married later, my message is that you don't look like her.. Really really make the whole house feel like in the train station car”
“ What did you do after?”
“ My sister and I are like a hurricane making the household a mess.. Ends with mama carrying a broom and swinging it like a samurai towards me and my sister.”
Almira also tried to practice her mother's movements when carrying a broom
“ Sounds creepy”
Serkan the powerless to hold back the laughter turned his face to the side
“ Anything else I want to talk to you about.. This topic is hot to talk about.. Hot Gossip”
“ Forget. I don't like gossip”
Serkan immediately refused to talk to Almira by raising both hands
“Are you afraid of ghosts?”
“ What??”
“ View me. Okay?! When my hair goes back like this and shuffles it until it looks a little dreadlocks.. Then you put a little touch of stain on your waist.. And. aahh, I stood under this tree and called your name in a raucous voice like an ice shavings, with this expression. If his voice is close, he is far away, but if his voice is far away, he is near you.. Then you meet with the name KUNTILANAK.”
“ What are you...”.
Said Serkan who looked so surprised by what Almira was doing in front of him
“ Or, if you change it like this, pull your long hair forward like this, and shake it again like this, then slightly bend your body forward and make a sound like a man choking on a fruit in your throat, with a hand that shakes like a tremor trying to catch you.. His nickname is SADAKO.”
“ You're here.. To.. Do this thing? tell me a ghost?”
Serikan slowly pulled Almira's hand as if asking her to stop acting silly
“ What I'm telling you is Horror, ghosts are the spice. Do you know, even when I come home from work at night, I always look back at me.. Youknew.. It's cold, and you're feeling goosebumps.But, Thai ghosts are the best and creepier? When you...”.
“ Stop Almira”
Say Serkan who began to feel upset about the behavior of Almira ridiculous
“ Or do you know Bloody Mary's ghost? When you...”.
“ I leave you if I continue it”
“ Then there's the pocong, he jumped by using a white cloth.. Then when you look at her...”.
“ Stop almiraa..”.
Serikan tried to cover his ears but Almira tried to pull his hand
Smilingly. I finally saw a smile on his face. I continue to tell him this time.. If he really meant what he said just now, in a matter of seconds he could just leave me right now.. But all he did was stay seated right next to me and listen to my silly babble at this twilight. It looks like this when she smiles.. So why would anyone make him feel hurt like this? What the hell is going on with you?
Time went by and now it was no longer at night.. The weather was still very cold, but I tried to hold him back and talk to him.. As if understanding my condition, she gave me the scarf she used and gloves but not in the least she told me to leave. As if he gave me a choice if I wanted to leave, he wouldn't have let me go. Likewise, if I keep her company like now. Suddenly there was a sound from behind and it was Mr. Mete. He brought us 2 cups of hot coffe, and seemed to understand what coffe I liked and this guy liked. However, because the same coffee cup was confused it turned out that what I gave him was my favorite coffee cappucino and when he drank it he did not respond at all.. Unlike me, when I drank the black coffee that tasted bitter, my body seemed to refuse and I choked. This man laughed at me and exchanged the cup of coffee in my hand. We continued to talk about whatever I thought had no limit..
It did not feel the time to show at 21:00 pm, he finally stood up and took me away with him. A little weird, because there's no need to take me, right? Walking away to see Mr. Mete just to ask permission to let me go home with him because he intended to take me. It appears that Mr. Ozcan and Mr. Mete were shocked to drop the pen and menu book from his hand. They just nodded their heads without saying anything.. Then a smiling Emre stepped out into the car and they drove me.. What's up with today?