Between Me, You, And The Past
Mr. Zeroun's replacement

In other places, a young man who was not only handsome but also very dignified. He walked towards one of the rooms that turned out to be the top room because he was using a special elevator that was directly connected to the room.

He was the son of Zeroun Lakeswara, Farzan Adya Lakeswara. If anyone asks, hasn't that name been mentioned before? Answer Yes. He was a speaker at a seminar held at the campus where Nasha studied.

The chamber...

“Who are you?!” said Farzan coldly.

Nasha who was cleaning the file was jumped by surprise until the file that was being cleaned fell and a little messy, because after Nasha no one opened or closed the door.

“Sorry sir, my office girl who used to be assigned to clean this floor, sometimes alternating with Bu Eno. Whose own father? Why can you enter here,” said Nasha while glancing at the person who invited her to speak.

“But wait, I seem to have seen this guy, but where?” Inner Nasha.

“Ah yes, you are not the lecturer who has been the speaker? Who please-in me but ga sincere?” nasha said again, but she did not realize the change in the look on the face of the person in front of her who was holding back angrily hearing Nasha's words.

“If yes, why? And why are you in this room?” he said withholding frustration.

“Wahh wahh, I should ask why the Father who is here, this room belongs to my boss Sir, not arbitrarily people can enter, if there is no better interest you get out of here, sir, after all, our President has not come, so you should come back later,” said Nasha who returned to tidy up the file and immediately put it on the table and on the archive shelf.

“Why this woman is here, and why is she the one who tidied up the archives, shouldn't it be Tery's job as well this place is not that free for every employee, too, only if they are rare officials and also employees who are directly chosen by Daddy, but see from the clothes he is wearing like the clothes of employees here, what he is telling Daddy, what he is, a girl who often helped him even to finish the report, I seemed to know him long before this, but is it possible? Or just my feelings? It's been thinking about the longer it makes me dizzy,” Inner Farzan.

Farzan was silent for a long time, finally opening his mouth to answer Nasha's unanswered question, but before that..

“Father from earlier I asked Just diem anyway, want to say what exactly sir, or want me to call the security guard here?” nasha said again and again before hearing Farzan's reply.

“What are you asking? You should be the one I asked, why are you in my room? Do you want to sabotage this room?” said Farzan flat.

“Heh!! Just accuse people haphazardly, I am here to work sir, I am also not a person like that, do not just talk yah!” said Nasha hunted emotions because it was accused like that. But after that he only realized the words of Farzan who said my room, and again he did not know the face of the new President, and if it is true “that is your history Cha,” Inner Nasha.

“Eh sorry sir, you said this is whose room? Isn't this Mr. Zeroun's room? Before this leave is still the room of Mr. Zeroun kok,” said Nasha, while condemning his talk this time.

“Why am I so stupid, it is clear that Mr. Zeroun took his retirement early, why am I still asking what is known the answer by all the citizens of this office, stupid you Cha, and so on,” rutuk Nasha in heart.

“How long have you worked here? Never got any information? What kind of employee are you,” he said with a dismissive smile and a cynical look.

“Duh... die me, yes time I will be fired anyway, where have been left on leave again, find work is difficult, duh how dong, dibokin also gamungkin, how should I, do I,” Inner Nasha churned.

“Ma af Pak, I forgot if Mr. Zeroun had taken Retirement earlier, and at yesterday's reception I could not attend, therefore I do not know who is the successor to Mr. Zeroun, again sorry for my stupidity Sir, if you want to punish me is okay Sir I accept, but please do not fire me Sir, I beg you,” said Nasha with a little stammering.

“rarely anyone who immediately admits if he is guilty when not necessarily also his opponent is right, is he really this good? Already why should I think of this,” Inner Farzan was a little amazed at Nasha's attitude.remember "a little amazed".

Slightly cleared his throat because he had admired a little and daydreamed, after which he replied

“Ekhem.. Why are you apologizing? Isn't it not necessarily true of me? Moreover, you just met me right?” ask Farzan who can not cover his curiosity.

“Good also thought you, what is your name?” farzan. She was amazed because rarely people can conclude according to logic, more precisely the women who use feelings more often than the existing logic.

“My name is Zaina Arfha Nashafa, You can call me Zaina or Nasha,”

“Alright Arfa, I will forgive you if you can refute the report on my desk,”

“Good sir I will try to plow.. eh Arfa?” said Nasha who was a little confused about her call.

“Iya Arfa, something wrong?”

“Eh.. no sir no, I'm just a little surprised, sorry then I will start working outside Sir,”

“No. Do it here, I will watch over you myself, I am afraid you leaked this report to another company,” said Farzan in a slightly dismissive tone.

“Pull breath, waste, breathe, waste, patient Cha patient, boss mah free, gapapa humiliated which is important prove, patient patience,” Inner Nasha resist irritated.

“Good sir I will do in this room, but may I ask permission to sit back there,” said Nasha asked permission to sit down near the elevator to be able to render there.

“Why go back there, you want to run away? Sitting in front of me,” said cynical Farzan.

“Mau sit lesehan kaga may also, ngeselin old long time, but dear work, have already done it, long dizzy old mah,” grumbled slowly Nasha.

“It's fast sitting there, don't move before it's finished,” said Farzan reigned.

“Good sir, I will start working on it,” Nasha said resignedly.

Nasha also read the report carefully, sometimes he looked up like he was thinking about something and after he wrote using a pencil, whether he was writing what. Farzan also noticed Nasha without taking his eyes off. Sometimes Farzan smiled faintly at Nasha who was thinking, but also that thin smile instantly vanished when the shadow of his past came.

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to be continued