
"Hi,"
I turned around to see who it was because in this elevator it was just me with who it was.
My eyes were round because I saw who was now in front of me.
Lord why have you complicated my destiny again after these 242 days I am calm and at peace. God please eliminate me right now.
With quick steps I immediately went to avoid the man. I don't love him but I don't want to talk to him because of what? Because Dad's company has a gossip clerk.
"Silla wait for Mas," I kept walking leaving her oblivious to the thought of her trying to chase after me.
"Don't ever dodge again" she managed to block my hand and I tried to make a revolt.
"The freelance pain," my ringist tried to release the check.
"I won't let go of you anymore" I stomped her foot hard and sure enough she let go of the check.
I immediately ran away from him.
"A Bayu Pradana won't let go of you Naysilla Handoko" he shouted, but I didn't.
That madman is mas Bayu, my ex.
"Astagfirullah, servant's ordeal is too heavy," I rubbed my chest trying to calm myself who was in phase, angry.
I never thought that today was a bad day because I met Mas Bayu. Not that I still love her but I'm pretty scared of her. Especially when a few months ago I saw Mas Bayu was making out in the garden. It's not just jealousy. The park is a public place and they are with as good as eels.
Bruck...
I slumped forward as I felt a huge thrust from behind.
I closed my eyes, holding myself back from getting angry. It seems true today is my bad luck, it feels if it is true I want to jump from the top of the tower.
"Sorry, Sorry. Boss, we didn't see,"
Fauzan's?
So the one who hit me wanted Fauzan my secretary. Did he want revenge before I told him to handle the job?
"Fauzan knows not really today I have met a madman and now you hit me with as good as you! If you have a grudge I say..." I was very angry but I realized this was still in the lobby of the rich office right I had to jump from the top of the tower or jump from the top of the hill of love is very high.
"Well sorry ma'am.. It was not me, either" Fauzan scratched the neck of the man's face as a nosy or sinless face.
"I am tired again. Today you I'm free but I don't know about tomorrow" I turned my back and walked more casually I was afraid someone would hit me again.
Ehh, I didn't get a chance who was with Fauzan might be a client but I don't care about that what I obviously need right now is calmness and comfort.
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With a step I entered the house. If you think I'm still living in your father's house it's wrong I'm not living there. I prefer to live in an apartment.
"Siang mbak Silla,"sapa bu Ros my army. She is a widow of one child and her 17-year-old son.
"Siang ma'am." I returned and went into my apartment.
"Nay you're coming home" I poked my head up to see who it was.
"Who did you do?" to be honest I'm still mad at Dad for making Tiara and Mommy leave. I don't know the struggle Mother has been in all this time.
"Father will stay in Indonesia," said Dad and then pulled into his embrace.
"Dad knows you're still mad at Nay but Dad did this didn't want to lose you, Dad also just wanted you to keep worrying,"
What does he say happy?
Just want to make you happy?
Is this called happiness?
Do you not understand that I also need the figure of a Mother?
"Dad did make me happy with the material but father did not make Nay happy in Mother's presence," I let go of Dad's hug and stepped into the room.
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