DIFFERING
Chap 43 (Lord-Doctor?)

...A coincidence that does not exist! There is only God's destiny. Everything has been designed by the creator so beautifully....

The two netra looked around. The place where he will spend a lot of time in the skyscraper. Still reluctant to talk to the loyal staff waiting for their new Boss to open his voice. Until his pair of eyes focused on one of the many lives there.

"Getter, Mask!"

Galih who had understood the cold nature of his master immediately took the mask that his master asked for. After the mask was installed perfectly, the tall figure began to step followed by Galih and Bu Indira.

"That's the new director?" chirps Caca pointed at the three people who had just entered the elevator.

"Where?" zoya asks not to catch the person Caca is referring to. There were only the staff in Love Story clothes - where could the director wear that outfit?

"Well, that was the elevator."

"Emang yes?" sahut Angel's.

"It looks like it is. There was Miss Indira."

"Where's face? Not handsome?"

"Remember the fiancee" said Zafir, who made Angel pursed her lips.

"Not looking at his face. Put on that mask."

"Well, are you still anticipating the coronavirus? You are also required to wear masks again."

"Don't dong Zoy. I don't want to wear a mask anymore. It's comfortable with gini."

"Who knows. The director just put on the mask earlier," Zoya replied as she spread her shoulders.

That big, creame-colored room was the first time Mr. Al entered. Already installed signboard on his greatness.

"Can I request a file of writers who meet and greet now?"

Bu Indira frowned before coming to his senses and immediately nodded. "Ah-yes Sir. I'll get it for a second."

Galih closed the door again after Ms. Indira. The door soon opened. Showing Mrs Indira with a red map in hand.

"It's sir."

Mr. Al took it, then opened it. The first thing he saw was a photo of Zoya. No expression came out of that stern face. But, seconds after reading a glimpse of the row of letters there - Mr. Al opened a voice that managed to make Bu indira amazed.

"Contract him as a writer stay here. And editor!"

Ms. Indira closed her slightly open mouth. Quite surprised by Mr. Al's reaction. Because, Mr. Al here is a new person. Nor does anyone dare to carelessly contract writers to become permanent writers in the company. So, why just by looking at Zoya's profile, Mr Al immediately signed a Zoya prameswari?

"Seriously Sir?"

Bu Indira immediately lowered his head as Mr. Al's gaze drew out his eyes. I think he was wrong to ask that. As far as he could get, the person in front of him was very firm, cold, and did not like to be denied.

"There is no repetition!"

"Good Sir. Soon I'll take care of it."

"You take care of the show below. I will not come. Just continue!"

Ms. Indira nodded. Then walk backwards until his figure is lost behind the door.

Nothing is impossible if God wills. Look at it now, she's crying. Moments after the meet and greet is over - Zoya is called directly by Bu Indira in her room. And yup! Zoya has already signed the contract without having to think twice. How could he refuse if he got such a bombastic offer without any effort.

"Waahh really Zoy are you going to work here?!" yell Caca splashy. Now the three women are having lunch at the company.

"Yes! I never thought I would be a writer in this big company. Holy hooch! I know dreams don't."

"Wahh really good! We can often meet dong," said Angel.

Well, there's no denying that the fun is too big - but it's like something's uproar for Zoya. How could that be the reason Bu Indira signed the contract? Just because book love stories sell more than they sell. Not that there have been many writers that Zoya knows also published his book in Booksmart to best seller, but not until contracted to become a permanent writer. Even becoming an editor!

I don't know, Zoya can only continue to give thanks in her heart.

...)(...

Galih was astonished by his master's behavior. Didn't his master tell him to schedule a meeting with Mr.Jick, did he? But why was he now told to cancel that important meeting? Hasn't the Mr Al whom Galih knows been ambitious about business?

"Where are we going now, sir?"

"I want to see Sahira. He said, now he's in Bandung."

Galih's mouth formed the letter O-Now he just understood why the important meeting was immediately canceled. Yeah, just because of a Sahira!

"To the path of the pigeon, Mr. Budi!"

"Good sir."

The car drove, splitting the congested city of Bandung by night. For almost an hour, the car stopped in one of the houses that was quite simple.

"It looks like I'll be a long time. You guys just eat outside. Later when it is finished back here," said Mr. Al Sembaru opened the car door.

"Sir Al!"

The pink-lipped smile expands just by seeing Mr. Al present there.

"Assalamualaikum Sahira."

"Waalaikumsalam Sis!"

"Wah did not expect Brother to come directly here," said the soft-veiled woman.

Sahira, a 22-year-old woman, is petite and has a very cute face. "Soak yuk Brother."

"Eh there is Nak Al anyway" said the woman who was aged with her long hijab to the limit of the stomach.

"Yes Oma. Last time Sahira was told that I was here, I didn't know that Kak Al really came straight here."

Mr. Al kissed Oma's back. Until the next second, he was already sitting at the table eating. Yes, because of the action of Oma who immediately pulled his hand in front of the home dish. "Oma know you haven't had lunch yet right?"

Mr. Al smiled faintly with a nod of his head. "Sir Al Mah is not a habit to eat lunch. Eating is important, brother. Three times a day. Not twice a day."

"Busy the same"

"Job," cut Sahira fast. His face is bent. There was a sense of resentment when the man always put the work together.

"Have spoken later. Now eat first yes," Oma slurried while pouring rice dishes. He then presented it to Mr. Al.

"Thank you Oma."

"No need! Eat a lot now."

"Nih Kak Al's favorite crispy shrimp."

Mr. Al did not refuse when Naya put her chrysanthemum shrimp dishes. In fact, the rice on the plate was no longer visible because of the pile of shrimp that Naya gave.

Mr. Al silently smiled. Although thin, but Oma can realize that. Mr. Al rarely smiles. And Oma was no longer surprised that Al would only smile so faintly when he was near her and Sahira.

The figure of the young man he had helped at that time-has now grown into a great person.

"Where do you live now, Al?"

"Emm- lives in Oma's apartment."

"Why not just stay here? Eh-but if you're at home living in this simple house."

"Why did Oma say that? Al must be very happy if he lives here with Oma. But there's-"

Sahira who was aware of Al's glances turned her face to a direction. Oma immediately nodded in understanding.

"Yes, Oma knows it."

"Although this house is simple, Al is very comfortable every time he comes here, Oma. So stop feeling like Al doesn't feel right and doesn't like living in this house."

"Yes Nak. Sorry Oma, yes. I don't mean to offend you."

"I don't care about Oma."

"Oma, Brother Al-Yeah, don't argue. You can't eat while talking."

"Yes Bu Ustadzah" replied Mr. Al as he lowered his head.

"That's Al!"

...)(...

Today he set foot in Surabaya again after three days in the foreign city. Zoya is very impatient to tell her mother. And, yup! His mother was so happy to hear the good news. However, there are things that make Zoya feel sad. Can he leave his mother, his brothers, and his best friend Darwin?

Just look now, the look on Darwin's face that turned sour when Zoya had just finished her long story. The two now sit in one of the cafes where they usually meet.

"Emm- yeah."

Elingga Darwin Prasetya, Zoya's best friend during her education in college. Darwin's the only friend he's got. In fact, Darwin and Zoya are not one major. They knew each other starting from the Islamic student association on the campus.

Darwin who considers Zoya as his sister, and Zoya who considers Darwin as his brother makes the relationship between the two more than friends. Maybe it was like a brother.

"Not to worry about dong. I In Shay Allah can take care of myself."

Darwin breathed a heavy breath. There are doubts in both eyes of Darwin that Zoya can capture clearly. "Later to promise, I'll call every day just for the news, how?" continued Zoya with a sweet smile.

The families of the two of them were also very familiar. Like a brother with blood ties. "Bulshit!"

"No, really! But if you don't forget."

"No," said Darwin with an annoyed face.

Both are silent. Zoya who casually eats French fries. No longer care to see Darwin who still seems to think.

Yes, Zoya knows the one who will be worried about her circumstances other than Mother is Darwin. For Zoya, Darwin is like a substitute father figure even though their age is only two years adrift. Also like the figure of a brother that Zoya had always wanted. But, unfortunately Zoya's first daughter. And he is very grateful to be reunited with a figure like Elingga Darwin Prasetya.

"Have you told me about Umi?"

"Be-not yet. Just to Mom just like you."

"Mom agrees you work there?"

"Mom agrees. It even looks so bright."

Darwin took a deep breath and then massaged the base of his nose. "Why the hell? You don't agree I work in Bandung?"

"Not that, I'm glad you got a labor contract without difficulty. But, you know it'll be there later-".

"Hey Darwin! Have you forgotten that I am twenty-four?! I'm an adult"

"Adults can't take care of themselves, Zoya!"

Zoya looked straight at Darwin's eyes. Well, now Darwin's in serious mode if it's been staring at him intensely, which makes Zoya feel cornered.

"Why not wait for the CV you sent to the company yesterday?"

"Darwin, it's free if I get accepted there. I can't revoke the contract either. I signed the contract, if I cancel it will be fined."

Zoya stared at Darwin full of pleas. He also felt very strongly separated from Darwin. But, how else?

"I promise to take care of myself. It's not gonna fuck around."

"Promise can't be deket same man! You know what I mean, right?"

Zoya smiled broadly before nodding in understanding. "If that's what you don't promise, Darwin. You know my principles too?"

"Yes, there is no such thing as dating in the history of Zoya prameswari's life," Derwin replied.

"That's it!"

"There's more."

"Hemm, what else?!"

"I'll take you to Bandung tomorrow. Find a safe boarding place."

"Agreed!" zoya yelled at her drinking glass with a big smile.

"Emm- while in Bandung I titip Mother with my sisters ya."

"No need to ask me to do it either" Darwin replied as he sipped his coffee.

"Thank you!"

"Don't forget to tell Umi directly."

"She stopped by your house."

...)(...

The big hospital in the city of Bandung that made Mr. Al stuck there. He has an appointment with his best friend who works as a surgeon. He took her step into the elevator after parting with Galih who was buying medicine at the Hospital Pharmacy.

"Doctor Al tumben wears a suit. Usually just a shirt."

Mr. Al looked at the confused nun beside him. Also some sisters were looking at him with friendly smiles. Did the nurse talk to him?

Without Mr. Al caring, he chose to look straight ahead again.

Ting

The elevator opened, spurring Mr. Al's step into the room he immediately opened without excuse. And behind there were still the sisters who were staring in wonder.

"It's still cold. But that's okay, that's important handsome."

"Ck, handsome is handsome. If the jutek-jutek very much backwards if I," replied the other Sister.

"How come Doctor Al did he enter Doctor Eagle's room?"

"Eh?!"

While in the white-dominated room, the two looked at each other coldly. "Why didn't you come here?!"

Mr. Al just slicked his shoulders. Grab the mineral bottle that is still sealed then open it until the toilet half.

"It doesn't matter."

"Ck, basic! If you say I can pick it up at the airport."

"I think I have time."

"Duh, dizzy talking to the commoners of your refrigerator kayak Al."

"It's a headache again, because I'll be here a lot."

The eagle frowned, trying to find answers from his best friend's eyes - the unlucky thing was only the cold gaze typical of the venerable Mr. Al.

"meaning?"

"I've moved companies."

"Wow! Are you going to live in Bandung?!" said Eagle memgebu.

Mr. Al nodded.

"Where are you going?" the eagle asked when he saw his friend standing.

"home."

"Loh-play go home. New also nyampe. Not to mention where the new workplace is now, the treaty does not yet exist."

"Sometimes," replied Mr. Al who immediately sauntered away without caring Eagle snorted loudly on the spot.

Arriving at the bottom floor, Al did not expect if he was forcibly pulled by two nurses. While Mr. Al can only show a stupid face to hear the panicked words of the two women.

"Come Doctor Al hurry! The patient just arrived."

"The situation is quite severe" said the nurse on her left side.

Mr. Al insisted on stopping his footsteps, but the strength of the two nurses dragged him. Shit, his dignity would be ruined if people who knew him saw the incident! Even a few pairs of eyes were now on them.

"Stop! You're wrong"

"Let's get a doctor we don't have time!"

"Eh-Doctor Al why are you wearing this outfit?! Where's the Doctor's suit?!"

Mr. Al's eyes sparkled as he caught the figure of Galih walking out from the pharmacist. Mr. Al spontaneously shouted loudly. To make the two nurses hold his chest in surprise.

"Galih please, GALIH!!!"

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