DIFFERING
Chap 42 (Six Years Later)

...Six years later. Six years will bring a new story. Together like his pain. With new life. Not with anyone who has ever been. ...

The twilight sky was the first time his eyes were beaded. Together with the boisterousness of the travelers who are in one of the Bandung city stations. Just five minutes while he got off the train, Bandung City seemed to give him a different sensation. He lured his heart to stay there longer.

"That's only three days Bandung," he murmured. Then raise your shoulders. Returning to spur his pace until a signboard he was looking for diverted his attention to immediately approach.

"Hi! From Booksmart's publisher?"

A woman who looked older than him was swept wide while nodding repeatedly. "Yes right. You are Zoya's sister from Surabaya, right? The author of Love Story?!"

"Yes right. Greetings! My full name is Zoya prameswari, commonly called Zoya. Twenty-four years old. Status is single."

The woman laughed crisply at Zoya's introduction. It seemed, he felt a frequency with that newly recognized figure. "Ah yes, greetings to Zoya. Introduce me Angely daniara, often called Anggel. I am twenty-six years old. Status is also single. In shay Allah towards halal," Angel replied to the end of righteousness.

"Wahh means that someone has it" said Zoya with a shy smile from Angel.

Zoya assesses the person in front of him is quite able to make himself familiar. Hopefully, since three days in the city of Bandung, he can socialize well.

"Oh my gosh sorry I must be so tired huh. Let me directly deliver to the place that the company has prepared."

Zoya nodded. Follow Angel from behind.

If you ask, what is Zoya's business in Bandung - it's all because of work. Yes, after six years since graduating High School Zoya increasingly pursue her hobby in the writing world. He even majored in Indonesian literature. Until this point Zoya can publish a novel that soared rapidly. And one of the reasons for coming to Bandung is also because of the meet and greet event that I held directly at the publisher's office that pounced on his novel. Love story is her first best seller novel.

Many changes in Zoya's life during these six years. In 2027, there is only one dream Zoya wants. Got a contract at one of the famous publishers. Maybe after the event in Bandung is finished, he will immediately apply for one of the book publishing companies in the Jakarta area. His place used to be with Grandma. Oh yes, if you ask how Grandma is, now Grandma lives with her second child in Bogor. And that's since Zoya moved to Surabaya to study in college.

"Please enter Zoya! May you please stay a while in this little apartment."

Zoya was flabbergasted staring at the apartment that was said to be small by Angel. How can Angel consider a large apartment that is small?

"Small how the hell mbak? The apartment is big. If this is how I feel at home for a long time in Bandung."

"Oh yeah, don't call me mbak. Ma'am Angel is older than me" continued Zoya.

"I am not an old man. Yeudah call me name! Don't wear frills."

Zoya nodded in agreement. Their age is not far away either. Even Angel's face was younger than her. Baby face faces. Also the plain look of Angel makes Zoya like to be friends with that figure.

"This is me not-"

"Wear me! Don't be so formal," Angel cut.

"Ah yes. This apartment is free, right?!"

"That's free! You're just here to relax. Later if there is free time I take it around Bandung."

"Waahh really?! Don't bother?"

"Now dong. I love being able to meet and know the author of Love Story. You don't know how I define your writing."

"Don't make me ashamed."

"Ngapain shame. What if you meet the fans of Love Story? Time has to blur, it's impossible."

"Yes too. Well, I'm actually a little scared anyway if tomorrow many ask weird."

"Udah mending now you do not have to think far. Eat first, I brought food. Keep resting, let's not go down tomorrow. Okay?!"

"Thank you for bothering to buy all food. Thanks for picking me up, too."

"Udah relax. It's my job to pick you up."

"I'm back, yeah, if there's anything straight on the phone. Tomorrow at eight I'll pick you up here."

...)( ...

It turns out that the density of the city of Bandung is not inferior to the city of Jakarta. It took fifteen minutes for the two lives to arrive in front of the tall building that read Booksmart. The apartment that Zoya currently lives in is not far from the book publisher building. They both came early. Everyone who was there also wore pink t-shirts with the words Love Story

"Oh yes Zoy, know this is my friend. He who has edited your script," said Angel pointed to the man who was among the four of them.

"Hi Brother Zoya! Meet me Zafir. One of the editors here," said Zafir, a young man aged 25 years old who pocketed his hands.

"Ah yes, greetings Zafir. Call me Zoya just don't use Kak," he also clenched his hands.

"Hi Zoya! I know Caca. I've made a cover of Love Story, you know," said Caca memggebu with a smile sumringah.

"Ck! Arrogant," chirped Angel who immediately get tampolan from Caca. They are both the same age. Also have made a friend who is quite familiar since working together at the company Booksmart.

"Hi greetings know Caca. Thanks for making the Love Story cover so good. I like it."

"Wahh, you like the cover. Just so you know, I made it a full night. Not sleeping."

Angel took care of both of her eyeballs. The Caca cherry habit is ingrained. Zafir was giggling.

"Udah Zoy should not be considered, child. He's a little weird, son."

"Yee what the hell is Ngel! Sirik if I'm any more mists."

The four people were silent when they heard a noise from the lobby. Until the commotion vanished as the middle-aged woman in graceful clothes walked towards the horde of workers.

"Continue your work! Don't make a bad impression in front of the new Director."

Everything nodded in unison. Then rearrange the preparation for the meet and greet later. Zoya is getting nervous as the woman walks towards the four of them.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"It's relaxing."

Zoya smiled as sweetly as possible when the Manager stopped right in front of her. A sweet smile was also on the face of the middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful. "Welcome to our company, Zoya."

"Sama-sama Ma'am. I thank you for the invitation, can reach this big company. Also, thank you very much for the three days here," Zoya said, chuckling at the end of the sentence. Trying to melt the atmosphere on the sidelines nervous.

"No need to thank me much. We're excited to meet a best seller like you."

"Ah, don't need that much either Mom."

"I'll excuse you then. I still have something to do."

"Oh yes Ma'am please," replied Zoya clumsyly.

"You guys don't forget, later after the show is over the new director wants to come here. He could not attend the show because there was still business. So, let no one get permission to leave. Understood?!"

"Understand Mom," replied Angel, Caca, and Zafir compactly.

After the departure of the woman named Indira admaja it - Zoya can breathe a sigh of relief. The aura of Indira is mysterious. Not as friendly as the three people who are now muttering indistinctly.

"Is it true that we got a new director?" ask Caca.

"Yesterday was crowded in the group. I thought it was just a rumor."

"How much does Mr Hendra matter? Fired it?!" sahut Angel's.

"She was transferred to a branch office in Surabaya" Zafir replied.

Zoya just kept listening. Observe from afar how the small stage decor for the next one-hour event begins.

"Oh yeah, I heard the new director this time is still young."

"Really?!" caca's squealing makes Zoya reflex back.

"I heard it too" Zafir chimed in.

"I can't wait until later! If it's still young continue to be handsome can I pellet be a husband."

Caca complained as his head was pushed by Angel. "Self aware and aware of Caca's position!"

Zoya and Zafir laughed softly at Caca's monstrosity.

...)( ...

While at the airport, the two pairs of legs were stepping wide splitting the crowd. With a Jaz suit that looks expensive, complete with black glasses perched neatly. To divert some attention from others just to admire the creation of the god who is too perfect.

"What time is dinner?"

"Hour eight masters" replied the burly man who walked to the left of his master.

Both are now in the car. Splitting the streets of Bandung City which is still crowded will be two or four wheeled vehicles. The figure with a firm jaw as well as his pointed nose was still focused with a square object in the hand. Before turning his attention to the man next to him.

"Galih, you changed my meeting with Mr.Jick. We go to the company first, only later in the afternoon we meet Mr.Jick, can we?!"

"Can sir. I set it now," replied the man named Galih.

"Good!"

"Sir! We go to the company first" Galih told the driver who will work for his master from now on.

"Good sir."

Throughout the journey only silence embraced the situation in the car. Until the car stops right in front of the building with 15 floors.

"Please sir" said Galih to open the door.

The two then walked slowly into the company lobby that looks crowded with many colorful balloons and posters of Love Story writing where.

While Bu Indira was seen in a row approaching two men who had just stopped his steps not far from the crowd there.

"Welcome Mr. Al. Sorry to welcome you so late. All busy sam-"

"No need to apologize," cut it coldly expressionlessly.

Indira gulped her saliva roughly. Then shortly afterwards some staff there approached while bowing respectfully.

"Welcome Mr Al!"

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