Camelia Rahma: You are my soul mate
Wrong Target

Not long after, someone came up to him and squinted his eyes and said in a questioning tone,

"Camelia?"

Feeling her name being called, Camelia nodded in agreement. He also squinted his eyes. Because, he did not know who the woman in front of him was. He did not even know where this woman knew his name from.

"I ordered your brownies" he explained.

"Oh, sorry I guess not you. Here's the order," Camelia said, giving her the brownie bag.

But the woman in front of him shook her head and said to follow him. Camelia followed the woman to the door of the largest room on the fourteenth floor.

"Please come in" said the woman.

Camelia paused and instead persuaded herself with her index finger, like saying 'me?' The woman nodded again and began to turn the doorknob to let Camelia inside.

Slowly Camelia came into the room. Arriving inside, his frustration suddenly peaked. He walked quickly to the sofa, put a bag of brownies and picked up a sofa pillow. He also took a swing to throw a pillow at the owner of this room.

Sure enough, the throw was on target. The room was immediately boisterous because of the echo of screaming sounds in people who hit the sofa pillow that Camelia threw.

Camelia smiled, now that her frustration had been avenged. It's not a fever actually. Only, he wanted to teach a lesson to a person who was as good as seeing his hair without his permission. Not a holy pretender, but he just wants to keep his aurat from people who are not his mahrom.

"Cam," he screamed in pain.

"What!" challenge Camelia clucked waist.

"At last you're back" said the man who was hit by the throw of the sofa cushion. She is now smiling because Camelia's old nature has returned.

"I'm not back, I'm still like I used to be" Camelia said.

Seeing this man in front of her smiling, Camelia also smiled as well. Now his frustration has been avenged. While the woman who had been dropping off Camelia earlier, when she heard the sound of screams over her, she quickly ran back into the room.

Arriving there, he smothered his mouth not believing what he had seen.

Abra turned to the secretary and gave the hand code that he was okay. His secretary nodded then left the two pairs that are opposite each other.

"That's your opinion Cam. I think we've always kept our distance even if we're very close."

"What do you mean?" Camelia squinted her eyes.

"I mean, it seems like you've always taken care of your behavior with me, but if you're with others, you seem to take them for granted when you're with you."

"I don't understand."

"Can we be like before? The moments where we are still high school. When you laugh, sad and even silly, you don't care about me. I mean, what do you want to say, you say. What you want to do, you do. Like you threw me a couch pillow. Without saying much, you do it" Abra explained at length.

Camelia fell silent, now she understood Abra's intentions. Abra just doesn't want her to feel awkward with him.

"No, we can't go back at a time like that. This is who I am, I can't force myself to be what you want me to be" Camelia said.

Abra was speechless not knowing he had to respond like much less. He approached Camellia.

"Then, let's both learn and learn quickly, whatever I do to you, you at least don't protest" Abra said with a smile.

Camelia snorted, but finally nodded as well and said, "Depending on your treatment. If you miss it, then just get ready to get battered," said Camelia made Abra shudder in fear. It was only a moment before Abra nodded.

"Well, let's eat the brownies I ordered. The brownies are delicious, sweet as they make them."

"Come? She's sweet too! The kid's pretty."

"Eh?"

Camelia smiled as she had managed to keep Abra from twitching anymore. But it was only for a moment, because Abra quickly mastered the situation again.

"If so sweet, is the introduction," said Abra smiling triumphantly.

"Well, is one throw of a pillow not enough? Want to go again?"

Abra nodded. Camelia takes back the couch cushion to throw at Abra. But he lost quickly because Abra had managed to snatch the pillow that he almost lay on Abra's face.

"OK, okay. I'm sorry. I was just kidding, ", Abra said.

Abra tells Camelia to sit down on the sofa. As for him, he wanted to go out first to give the excess brownies he bought for other employees.

"You wait here, yeah, I'm out for a second."

Camelia nodded. Abra took his foot out of his room. Arriving at the door, Abra took a flower pot in front of her room to hold the door open.

...***...

Elsewhere, it was seen that a woman in her twenties was over and a middle-aged man was talking about something that made the woman smile with great enthusiasm.

The woman did not expect that eventually she could be closer and even to be betrothed to the man she likes since high school.

Sangking happy, he jumped up and down in joy knowing this big thing from the father who also turned out to be friends with the father of the man who wanted to be paired with him.

"Udah .. You will fall, son!"

"Delia's really cool, Dad. Thank you" said the woman who turned out to be Delia.

"By the same boy, whatever you do for your happiness" Samuel's father said.

Delia hugged her father. If only mother was still alive, surely his mother would be happy to hear he would be betrothed to someone who has been stored in his heart.

Feeling Delia remember the Mother made Father Samuel rub Delia's head gently. He would do anything for the happiness of his only daughter.

"All right, I'm gonna go to work first. Still keep a close friend of Dad, right?"

Delia shook her head. " No, Delia wants to go see Abra, she must know. That's Delia Pamit. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam, be careful on the road, son."

"See you at Dad's house" Delia said before leaving Samuel's father.

When Delia just got in the car, suddenly Delia wants to meet with Abra as soon as possible. Mumpung he is also in Bandung and he also wants to say about their matchmaking.

The thought of meeting Abra made Delia happy. He drove his car to Abra's office not too far from his father's office.

Limabelas minutes drive, finally Delia to the parking lot at Abra office. He found a parking space for his car. After getting an empty car park, Delia drove her car to the place.

Delia frowned in surprise as she unintentionally turned her head to the side and looked at the familiar car.

"Isn't this Camellia's car? Or maybe this car belongs to one of Abra's employees. Could be, right? Because this car has many fans as well," said Delia indifferently.

He also got out of his car. Arriving in front of the office building, Delia continued to the receptionist to ask the whereabouts of Abra's room.

"I'm sorry, but did you have an appointment with Mr Abraham?" ask the receptionist.

"No, if you can just call Abraham. Tell her that her friend Delia asked to meet."

The receptionist nodded. He contacted Abra's secretary via intercom.

"Sir, someone wants to see Father Abraham. He said Ma'am named Delia is a friend of Father. If you tell me Father."

A few minutes later, the receptionist ordered Delia to take the elevator up to the fourteenth floor. From there, he will be directed by Abra's secretary. Delia nodded and thanked him.

"Sama-sama," said the receptionist.

Delia went to the elevator. Not waiting for long, Delia had gotten into the elevator that would take her to the fourteenth floor.

With the speed of the elevator, it is up to a matter of a few minutes. Delia then came out. True said the receptionist, Delia was now approached by a woman who she believed was Abra's secretary.

"Let's come with me."

Delia followed the woman who served as Abra's secretary. I don't know why she felt so bad when her footsteps got closer to Abra's room.

Both Delia and the secretary frowned when they saw Abra's door open completely because of a flower pot. However, they did not also speed up their footsteps.

Arriving in front of Abra's room, Abra's secretary resigned.

"Thank you for driving me" said Delia.

"Sama-sama," replied the secretary.

Before entering, Delia first knocked on the door. Camelia, who had been inside, finally got up from her seat and went to see who had knocked on Abra's door.

"Camelia!" delia was not expecting.

...To be continued ....

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