DEALLOVES
31 | Mobile Things and Forgetting

"But Nanda-"

"St! Thats enough. That's enough, Ra. I don't want to hear anything anymore. Now you rest first. I went out to see the doctor for a while, and I asked you when you could go home."

Nanda came out of Dera's ward with mixed feelings. He sat down in the waiting chair.

"Why Dera? You can't feel me a little bit? I love you the same. Why do you intend to end all of us? What should I do for you to keep it by my side? Is it that hard for you?" Nanda blabbed herself.

After Nanda sees the doctor, Dera is finally allowed to go home. Nanda drove Dera home. Although Dera insists on returning to the office, Nanda does not care about Dera's wishes. Nanda only wanted today Dera to be able to take a complete rest without thinking about work.

Arriving at Dera's house, Nanda explains everything to Dera's parents. After that, Nanda immediately said goodbye and asked Dera to rest.

"Dera, I say yes. You must rest, think nothing. Okay?"

Dera nodded slowly.

Nanda drove the car to the office. Although it was almost night, Nanda was still reluctant to return to her apartment. He decided to continue his work at the office.

Just as he reached the office parking lot, Nanda realized Dera's phone was still on him as soon as he reached into his pocket. He remembered that while looking for Dera in the office room, Nanda found Dera's phone left on the sofa and he put it in his pocket.

"God. Dera must be confused looking for her phone right now" muttered Nanda.

Nanda intends to return to Dera's house and return Dera's phone. However, for some reason before that he was moved to check the phone because it happened to not be password-passworded.

"Eh, not in-password. Is I-ahh but this is Dera's privacy, right? Um, but I don't think there's any harm" Nanda said.

Nanda started kepo with Dera's phone. As he checked the contact section, Nanda was relieved to be able to make sure Dera had not saved Al's number, but he was a bit wry when he saw the number stored in the phone contact with the name 'Pak Nanda - CEO'. Whereas on Nanda's phone, Dera's number is called 'Mrs Dera Armandito'. Seemed contradictory and the impression Dera still considers Nanda only limited to his boss, CEO at the company where he works.

Nanda tried not to dispute that. He thinks maybe Dera didn't have time to replace him and anyway that's not important. Nanda was moved to check the photo gallery on the phone. He was so surprised to see some portraits of Dera with Al still there. Dera hasn't had time to remove it or does he not want to remove it?

Nanda felt a little claustrophobic because of that.

"Splitting.. Wh why? You could say you hate him. You said you didn't care anymore if I did anything to Al or his family's company. Then, what is this? The fact is you can't try to forget him. You are clearly over. Al already has his new life, so why can't you have a new life with me? Ra, I love you."

He drove his car back to Dera's house.

"Well, Nanda, how come back?"

"Ehhh yes Auntie, sorry I want to return Dera's phone. I just realized I'm still laughing at me, Auntie."

"Oh. Um Nak Nanda just love Dera. Dera's still in the room."

"Ehm yes Aunt."

Nanda is welcome to Dera's room, which happens to be unlocked.

Dera was surprised to see Nanda coming.

"Dutch?"

Nanda smiled and approached Dera. He took a sitting position next to Dera on Dera's bed.

"Your widow"

"Darling, you must be confused looking for this right?" Nanda handed Dera's phone.

"My phone, it's on you."

"Where are you, honey?"

"Mrs.. I'm doing fine. I've already got a gapapa."

For a moment both were silent. Then Nanda tried to talk again.

"Ra, um earlier I'm sorry. Honestly, I just checked your phone because it just happened to not be password."

"W-what?"

"Sorry Dera, but I don't mean anything. I've seen nothing but contact with your gallery."

Dera also realized the contents of the gallery. He was immediately nervous. The look on Nanda's face changed somewhat.

"Nan-Nanda.. About the photo in gallery-"

"Hussst!" Nanda put her index finger on Dera's lips. "Don't think of anything first. No need to talk about anything. I just want you to rest."

Dera was silent.

"Okay honey, I'm saying yes. Already malem. I don't want to disturb your rest. If there's any news I'll just!" Nanda kissed Dera. "Tomorrow don't go to the office, please. I love you, dear."

Nanda came out of Dera's house. He chose to stay back in the office, decided to overtime, busy himself with work. Nanda just wanted to take his mind off for a moment from the matter that had disturbed his heart earlier.

Nanda came home to the apartment late at night. Even Nanda could not sleep there. All he had in mind was Dera.

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Just about to reach the door, Nanda collides with a woman.

"Gosh, you-you"

"Ehm sorry."

"Darling, are you really so stubborn? I told you not to go to the office today. You can't do me once what?"

"Nanda, but I'm a gapapa. I can't keep taking responsibility from my job. I don't like eating blind paychecks, Nan."

"Hey, just one day, honey. What's wrong with you taking a break? I'm just-"

"There's no point in you lifting me up as your secretary if you just forbid me to work. Would I rather resign and-"

"Hustt! Stopit! Okay, you can work today. But I don't want to see you for nothing."

"I promise, Nan."

Nanda finally resigned to allow Dera to work today. He is helpless, especially if Dera has brought up the matter of resign.

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Lunch time has arrived. Nanda met Dera in her room.

"Ra, let's have lunch!"

"Nanda, just pause. It's a responsibility-"

"NO!" Nanda snatched the file that Dera was looking at. "Put first! Proceed later! You should come with me for lunch now. Do you want to go to the hospital again because stomach acid rises?"

Dera just nodded slowly. He followed Nanda's orders.

They went to a restaurant for lunch. On the way, Dera had made the atmosphere tense again.

"Dutch?"

"Yes. Why, Ra?"

"I'd like to tell you about those photos in my cell phone's gallery-"

"Honey.. I don't want to talk about that."

"But I know what you think after seeing that."

"Dera-"

"sorry. I'll get rid of everything soon."

"I don't need to know that, honey. I won't ask or talk about it anymore either. That's not important. For me the most important thing is that right now, until this second you are still by my side. And the business of your heart, I'm sure, one day it will be entirely mine."

Then, what else? Speechless.

At the restaurant, they ordered a few dishes. Once their dishes arrived, they focused on eating each other's dishes without a word.

In between his meals, Dera suddenly chokes after staring at his phone.

"Wheel! Oh, my God, why? Just drink, slow down."

Nanda helps Dera drink.

"Favor, Nan."

"Why are you?"

"Gapa Nanda. I-i-"

Nanda didn't want to ask much more, he immediately took over Dera's phone. Once again the phone was disturbing Nanda, there Nanda saw a post from Al social media account. It looks like a picture of Al who is doing all the wedding preparations with Natasya. Turns out that was what made Dera choke earlier. But why is that? Is Dera not willing to let go of Al? This time Nanda was again made hot cold.

"Na-Nanda.. I'm not-"

"Dera, can you eat again do not have to open the phone first!" said Nanda with a slightly tinge.

"Sorry Nanda."

"Now continue eating you, we're back in the office."

Nanda turned off Dera's phone and placed it on the side of the table a little away from Dera.

"Ra, when can you really forget that guy?" thought Nanda as she returned to eating her steak and occasionally looked at the girl before her expectantly.