Debt Redeemer Girl
THE GPH 30

"Na, now it's your job to send the cake to that company again, yeah. I can't" asked one of Nazura's co-workers. 

It was very desirable for Nazura to refuse, but it was impossible. In the end Nazura was only able to respond even though in his heart he said many prayers, hopefully not to meet Roger there. 

When he entered the company, Nazura again wore a mask and hat so as not to be caught. Then he immediately gave the cake to the receptionist.

"Sorry, Miss. But Mr. Roger advised that you bring him to his room yourself" said the receptionist. 

"But I'm in a hurry, ma'am." Nazura reasoned to refuse because he did not want to enter the room. 

"This is the superior order, miss. Please just go up to the twentieth floor," he ordered. However, Nazura only flinched in his place and the look on his face was filled with doubt. "Better you ride it, Miss. Rather than you having to lose your job because as far as I know Mr. Roger that's very firm." 

Nazura also agreed because he did not want to lose the job he had worked so hard to get. I hope Roger is not in his room. 

"May he be in a meeting" Nazura murmured anxiously. 

He slowly knocked on the door of the room. However, there is no truth at all. Nazura was waiting at the door and suddenly a handsome man in a neat suit came to him. 

"You're the sender of Mr. Roger's cake?" ask the man. Nazura nodded quickly. "Then, we take this cake to the meeting room because it has been awaited from earlier" he ordered. 

"Should I drive him, sir?" nazura asked doubtfully. 

"of course. Who else is it?" ketus. 

"But I'm having the flu, sir." Nazura was still trying to keep looking for excuses. 

"Aren't you wearing a mask? Or I'll throw you to—"

"No, Mister. All right, I'll come." Nazura could no longer resist and hesitantly followed the footsteps of the man in front of him. Heading to a room located at the very end. 

Nazura's heart was pounding when his tail accidentally saw Roger sitting chatting with one of his co-workers. Nazura's steps felt extremely heavy and he only stood in the doorway for a moment. However, he suddenly gasped when he heard the man who had been with him. Calling out loud enough. Nazura walked half-run to the table. 

"This is the cake order, sir." The man spoke very politely to Roger.

"alright. Just put it here." 

For whatever sake, Nazura felt extremely nervous when he heard the man's voice. The voice she used to hear every day and now it's possible that the woman— misses her. Nazura's hand was seen shaking when putting the cake and it did not escape Roger's vision. 

Roger quietly observed Nazura's posture from top to bottom. He felt familiar even though the woman was wearing a mask, while Nazura immediately said goodbye because he was worried that Roger would recognize her. 

"Wait!" Roger's shout managed to stop Nazura's steps that had reached the doorstep. Nazura stopped, but he did not dare to turn around at all. He actually looked down deeply and was more nervous when he heard the sound of Roger's steps approaching. 

"Come back and face me" Roger commanded. He was very curious about the woman. However, Nazura remained unmoved in his place. "If you don't want to turn around, don't blame me if the store you work in will be destroyed" he threatened. 

"Why are you wearing a mask?" ask Roger. Trying to observe the woman's face very closely. Really, he felt very familiar with the woman. 

"I'm having the flu, sir." Nazura answered nervously. 

Roger's forehead also shriveled deeper because he felt very familiar with the voice of the woman. 

"Open your mask" Roger ordered. However, Nazura shook his head quickly. "You sure don't want—"

"Sorry, I have to go, sir." Nazura turned around and immediately galloped away leaving the room. 

While Roger was trying to chase after the woman he even gave orders to security to hold the woman at the gate. Roger clucked in annoyance when Nazura had already gotten into the elevator. He could not wait long and immediately Roger ran down the stairs until one floor below. In his own heart growled because only put one elevator that reached his room. 

"Hopefully Mr. Roger cannot arrest me" Nazura said. He ran hard and looked back several times. I hope Roger doesn't come after him. 

Roger's employees were just staring in wonder at Nazura who was like being chased by a demon. No one has arrested or stopped the woman because no one knows that Nazura is Roger's fugitive. 

"Stop, Miss! You can't leave this company." Two burly security men held back Nazura's steps that had reached the gate. 

"Take me off, sir. I have to leave because my job of delivering the cake is done." Nazura thrashed with all his might. However, he lost. The two people had already blocked his hands very strongly. "Let go!" 

"Take him off and shut the gate!" roger's orders were already in front of them. 

"Don't, I have to get back to work." Nazura tried to plead, but the two security men preferred to follow the orders of his superiors. One held Nazura's arm firmly, while the other closed the gate. 

Nazura also lowered his head even more when he felt defeated and could not escape from there. His body trembled when he saw Roger already standing in front of him. 

"Don't do anything to me, sir. My job is done." Nazura spoke softly. In fact, his voice was shaking so scared and anxious. 

"I won't do anything, just want to make sure you're not the woman I'm looking for." Roger forcibly opened the mask Nazura was wearing. Then touch the woman's chin and slightly lift it. 

A split second later, Roger was silent for a moment when his eyes met Nazura's. He pegged and his tongue suddenly twisted when staring at the woman he had been looking for. The woman who always filled his mind, while Nazura had closed his eyes because he could not if he had to keep looking at Roger. 

"Na-Nazura." Roger immediately pulled the woman's body into his tight embrace, while the man who was holding Nazura immediately retreated quickly. 

"Take me off, sir!" Nazura tried to let go of the embrace. 

"Let me hold you for a second, Na. I beg you." Roger's voice was so soft and full of asking. Nazura was silent and felt that comfortable embrace.

I didn't expect to be reunited with you again, Na. Do you know that I always think of you and my heart misses you very much too.