Damar (Not) For Wulan
Riki's Allegations

"Well, are you here? Where exactly are you going?"

"Owh, I'd like to take the mop, sir. Excuse me. Excuse me." I better avoid it. I opened the door without hearing the words in the bathroom. Without further ado, I quickly cleaned up the disinfectant liquid that was scattered. Put the mop back after cleaning it.

The clock has shown the number eight, it's time for this coffee shop to open before the office building is fully filled by their employees. Usually that comes in the morning most office workers in this area. We were busy with our work until the break came. My coworkers who had entered the day shift had already come, they had replaced our positions so that we could take a break for lunch and gather energy.

I ate at the warteg subscription alone. They always just reasoned not to want to eat in this place because it was empty of customers, but, I became a regular customer here. The owner was so friendly, the price was cheap and it tasted good. It's just that this place is smaller than the others.

As usual, I eat well. Someone was sitting next to me, after turning his head, these eyes were wide open. My mouth stopped chewing, a split second our gaze met.

"Mas Riki," I looked at him in disbelief.

"Ditelen was the food! Until the gini squirt, right." He scooped his face. I accidentally spouted his face. So shocked by her being here. I swallowed my food and then drank it to normalize my heartbeat.

"Why is Riki here? Don't you always have lunch with them?" I just can't believe it.

He seemed busy choosing side dishes, not understanding the questions I asked. He started scooping food into his mouth, glancing at me who was now watching him.

"Aren't you eating?" He even asked back.

"Eat it first! Talk to him later!" I continued my lunch.

Ten minutes passed, we were both done with our meal. There are some people getting into this warteg. Thank goodness there were more customers coming. Warteg this is not as lonely as yesterday. I can't do much, I can only buy as needed. My parents also need the money I have. So, I can only buy without paying more than the selling price. Seeing this warteg was visited by other customers, making me happy.

I turned to look at Riki. Our gazes clashed for a few seconds, his glare so fixed made me misbehave.

"Wulan, tell me what your relationship is with our Boss!" I gulped heavily, he was so flippant. Without further ado, he directly confronted me with the question.

"Eum," I'm confused as to what to answer to her.

Should I be honest? Didn't Mas Riki admit that he already had a girlfriend. The proof, at that time we had met in one of the shopping centers.

"Tell me! I will never judge you for being in touch with the boss of the coffee shop owner."

Deg, this heart is racing faster. The contents of the head immediately caught the intent of his words.

"What do you mean Riki? What about judgment?"

"Don't reason much, you and Boss Damar have a special relationship. For example, the relationship of the bed." I didn't think he was thinking too far. Tega she accused me of doing things out of bounds with a man.

"Don't be reckless, Mas!" The tone of voice is rising. My hands clenched, restraining my emotions. I want to curse at the man next to this.

"Why does he know your hostel? One more, he gave two bags of grocery bags labeled overseas brands that were expensive. Be honest with me!" I stood up, slapping his left cheek hard. It seemed, explaining the real thing happened anyway, he would never understand.

"Guil!" the pekikan did not accept. I don't care if we're the main concern in this little place.

It felt so painful, pain immeasurably. The man I like accuses me of having a special relationship with another man. My heart was torn to shreds hearing it. I've been in pain, I've never felt like I was this sick. The precious thing that I had been fighting for while in the capital turned out to be underestimated when another man came into my life.

"Wulan, what's wrong with you?" There was a female voice. I don't want to raise my head. They might know that I'm crying in the corner of this parking lot.

"I'm okay!" I answered trying to control the tone of voice.

"Wulan," the call was not I gubris. I hugged my knees without looking at who was calling.

My tears are no longer able to shed. I rubbed the remains of tears with my palm. I looked up, there's nobody here but me. I tried to calm myself down for a moment, before going into the coffee shop.

I had to wash my face in the bathroom, tidying up the messy hair. Luckily there is a hat that became my face cover that may be somewhat different this time because it finished crying.

I bowed when I entered, not wanting to be stared at with questions. Without knowing there was anyone, I crashed into the chest of the field in front of me. My forehead touches hard things. I looked down deeper, apologizing to her without knowing who she was. I'm guessing that he must be one of the customers.

"I'm sorry .. I'm sorry, sir." After saying it, I passed away. This foot stepped quickly towards the bathroom. I wanted to face my face with cold water.

I wash my face before I go back to work. No matter if I'm late or not, that's business. Soon this foot stepped into the locker room. Take my hat that I've been putting there since the break. After the hair is closed. I'm out of the locker room.

Bruaaakk

"Awww," I'm strangling stifled. My body feels unbalanced, I hit the wall of the locker room. My shoulder was so painful from the hard impact.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." That voice, the one I know.

"Wulan ... Why with that? Your face is swollen." He stretched out his hand, trying to grab the left cheek.

"What the fuck? Release!" I brushed his hand violently.

"It's at work, how dare you pull my hand aside rudely." He's approaching me.

"I don't care." My emotions started to melt.

Suddenly she grabbed her body to me, I was cornered on the wall. He kept me from moving.

"What are you doing? Unhand me!"

"Shut up or I-," He did not continue.

"Or what? Just say! Don't be held back by what you want to say." My chest went up and down looking at her sharp eyes.

"My answer, why is this face swollen?" Again, he asked a question.

"It's none of your business!" I pushed her body away.