Falling Into Your Trap
Sinar's Decision; First News

It was a busy Monday afternoon when Sinar was inside his office. Again busy struggling with production and sales reports at the end of the month and the performance of the employees. Taking care of several things related to the renewal of cooperation data between several companies that have worked with him for a long time or who have just joined put trust in the positive side and the benefits of the alliance make Sinar not at all rising from the seat of his greatness accompanied by Wildan as his personal assistant and Citra as his secretary who took part in the process of breaking the head like this.

Reading glasses perched on top of his nose, a little sore when lingering hold the handle of glasses to make the base of his nose slightly reddened. Throwing out the updated files in a matching deal, signing and wet stamp is enough to make the document legally valid - a sign that he's done with that one. The man allowed Wildan to take care of the rest and Citra to keep it in the archives that were in accordance with the criteria of women her age was poultice.

“Is there anything we need to do again? It's past the time to go home.” A ray checked his watch as his gaze fell on the window revealing an orange sky, the evening sign had arrived. He glanced towards Citra, where the woman looked drunk as the question suddenly filled the silent space.

“Ah, sorry for my reaction, Pak” Citra cleared her throat to calm herself down. Jemari lentik woman was busy keeping the file quickly but neatly. , After getting used to working with Sinar, the woman memorized how she handed over a special file that must be sorted and tidied up.

“Actually, there are still some that you should check about the renewal of the cooperation contract between the production house and the material supplier, also about the submission of three employees for 2 weeks, as well as evaluate the development of PPIC and Quality performance. There is a performance decrease of 0.3% and it will affect the final result of our production goods”

The woman explained as she opened her note inside the tablet which was never absent from her side while working. The image shows its explanation to the Rays from the bright screen that makes the eyes of the Rays narrowed. His frown looked bigger as he realized he still had to work extra for the rest of the day. Monday wasn't the best day, so he held back from complaining.

“Ah, and do not forget to check the employee complaint email that I have sorted to your special email about the employee as before. Because, there are some complaints that I feel are quite important to deal with as soon as possible, Pak”

Add the woman cepa. Storing the tablet on top of a pile of almost-mounted files, Citra tried not to show her tired sour face. The woman must have complained in her heart because she was still doing work that made her nauseous at the work hours that were supposed to end for her. The woman's head must also be filled with curse because Sinar did not also to release her home. Complaining that he was going to get overtime today was clearly visible imprinted on his face. Light can read it well and clearly.

“Ah.” Grunts with a face that is no less sour. Don't blame Sinar because he also wants to hurry home and clean up before relaxing with his sister at home. “Many too, ya” he continued with a mutter.

“We can finish it as soon as possible if we start from now and don't delay the time, sir. I will explain about employee complaints while you yourself can start renewing the contract file with Mr. Noel's materials supplier company. If it is like that, I am sure we will be finished at approximately ten or eleven at most”

The woman seemed to be counting the time with a somewhat irritated smile. Rays could judge how Citra seemed to be rushing for something since this morning. The woman was very excited to greet him and do his work. Convinced that there is something that the woman will schedule after returning home from work she is waiting for. But in the end, the woman stuck with him to take care of the endless files since they locked themselves in there after lunch ended.

Leaning back on his chair, Sinar let out a deep breath. He also wanted to rest and absolutely did not want to take the time of his workers late in the day. His head was a bit dizzy from morning and he was fed up with whatever files should be updated and some complaints he had to listen to and discuss to find a way out. Especially this Monday, everything feels like the time goes twofold longer. The real ray also whined in his heart to just throw it all out and he was free from the responsibility that made him fed up in certain times like today.

The end of the month was not something he was happy about because of things like this. Why should they take care of monthly evaluations like this? Ah, of course, so that his company does not suffer losses and losses that cause instability in its foundation and risk losing the trust of alliances and stock suppliers.

“Begin with it, Citra” takes out her professional side, she calms down her secretary in a dignified tone. Wildan who had been silent and busy with his own section of the archive took notice.

“Because this is out of business hours, we take the faster to finish and lighter in discussion. For other files to be recreated and discussed, we can do it tomorrow. So, for today we can call it finished and everyone can go home and rest. Don't you seem to be in a hurry to do something?”

Sinar did not try to intimidate, but the woman looked rather embarrassed at being caught off guard about what she really wanted. Ringisan was seen from her panicked and flushed face before trying to calm herself down with a approving nod.

“Ah, I noticed. I'm sorry” he started with an apology, but went straight back to the position ready to explain what they can do for today. “We can handle the subject of the submission of resign that entered for two weeks, if you do not mind?” bargain later.

“Of course it sounds good. After that you can explain the complaints of urgent employees to me in brief. Can?” A light glanced at the woman from behind her reading glasses. There was a gurgle of shock and a small frown that was wiped away with a confident nod. He knew she had gone to great lengths to summarize everything in the email, but Sinar felt he did not want to hurt his eyes again by reading the email.

“Ah, of course can, Pak”

“Good. In that case, what reason was given by our first resign submission?”

And that's how it all started. The rays that though tired still provide the best quality about the company. He was a pillar in the company that he now held so inevitably, the man had to take full responsibility for what was now in his hands. Overtime is already his food from year to year, business travel is his friend from one place to another. It was what his parents were charging him with, to lead a company with thousands of employees who were under his hands and the trust of business associates. He must be able to handle all of those things.

An hour and a half that feels like an eternity after they successfully deal with the problems that arise in the company in the month-end evaluation. A lot happened in just a month and it made the head of the Rays feel almost broken. But fortunately, almost everything he managed to handle this time as it had been.

Referring to Citra to go home soon, Sinar slumped in his chair while complaining. The professional look has changed, faded from his face and body because there only lived himself alone and also Wildan who was busy tidying up important files that had been neatly arranged and lived in the store back to the important archive storage room. The man who is in his thirties and still single remains faithful to be on the side of Sinar as his motto to handle and supervise Sinar in his work. Including things like this.

“Yes Allah, crazy job today. My head feels like it's going to explode. It's all smoke on it. I'm so tired, Mas”

Wildan chuckles. The stack of files in his hand is neat enough to be immediately inserted into the archive room. He has sorted each map by alphabet and importance level. As he moved on, Wildan took the opportunity to straighten his posture. The ray watched with a sneer coming out from his manyuning lips slightly resembling a duck at this moment.

“Nevent need muscle flexing, Mas. I also have” he exclaimed in one silly joke that he hopes to be able to a little expel fatigue and satiety. Wildan laughed amusedly.

“Mas is not flexing, you are jealous of the same muscles Mas. Your guy's not as good as Mas's, is he, Dek? ngaku aja” Ah, Sinar forgot how Wildan could also reply to his jokes, so, when he was struck by a direct counterattack, he was a bit overwhelmed. “Lagian kamunya also invited with a gym together like to skip. Wrong yourself, do not insinuate Mas so”

Seringai given by the older. The man with dimples and a stern face laughed mockingly as he sauntered away through the door that Citra had previously passed through in a blur that was clearly visible. Without asking where the man disappeared, Sinar already understood that Wildan would be in a special file room in the man's room which Sinar deliberately put and give his trust.

“Who is truant too? I'm a lot of work so while there's time for the fall and games why waste, right?” Still blabbering, Sinar did not care that he sounded like a child now. After all in this room there was only him and of course, if Wildan caught him in the typical boy's blabbering mode, it was a very natural thing and was common.

So, take time in the silence of a comfortable room and with a low air temperature that embraces the skin in coolness, Rays spread his back on the soft chair that had not been able to hug his body from the waist to the thighs. Luckily for him, the chair was the only one that allowed him to survive all the commotion in his head and the dozens of files he had to read and sign, he said, not to mention this conversation it was with several heads of suppliers of goods from several different places.

“Prepare to go home, gih, deck. Together with Mas sekalian”

Wildan's voice surprised him. His eyes opened quickly only to meet Wildan's face which he had already pounced off his head due to too much time spent with the man.

“Bent, huh, Mas. I'm gonna take a break. My head is still this dizzy. Take a break, then, a minute. Mas if you want to toughen, tuh, the window is open a little bit like normal” Show it by using the chin. Now, instead of him securing his back in the loveseat, he chose to lay himself on a table that was already clean after loosening a tie that felt suffocating.

“Bone, Deck. Look at you, there is no energy. Mending sleeps in room out clean-up”

“In a minute, my, Mas. Still males this move me. Promise to hold back again. It was great there first. Nurunin dizzy” Sinar insists. Indeed, his head hurt a bit because he had been pushing himself too much the last few times, yet it was still able to handle him well. After all he was already used to the feeling of dizziness in such prone hours.

“Yaudah, Mas here only. Also want to fall, again not bitter mouth Mas, kok” Pasrah older man as if will not leave it just like that.

It was a fairly comfortable time until Sinar was sure he could have fallen asleep right then and there. But in fact, he can't because again his mind is wandering. Moving from his position, he was looking for a better one to be able to speak more freely with Wildan. Suddenly his head was filled with questions that he specialized in older people.

“Mas why, anyway, tell me to move on?”

“Yes, right, I told you. So far, there is no process at all. How many years have you tried to have a crush on him but until now it is still in the same phase? Didn't you tell me you were trying to make her realize you liked her? But where, then? Count, how many years?”

Wildan rose from his lying position on the sofa room that was deliberately provided there. The light frowned as Wildan pointed six fingers at her as if surprised by the forced expression.

“Oh, it's been six years! Long time without any change” His surprised voice was pitched and did not sound so impressed. “You had a crush on him from the first time you took care of business while here replace Mr. Galvaro who was sick and the late Bu Mulan who died at that time, right? Not to mention that time, the core company in Japan faltered because you were wrong Eval to be killed by Zaki temporarily, right? Yes what is it?”

The light frowned, he forgot that he told everything in detail only to the man and now he was very sorry in most things. How could the man remember the thing he had told me so long ago about him falling in love with his sister's best friend whom he had only recently noticed his presence when they met at his grandmother's funeral after he was charged with all-out by the wishes of his sick father at the time. He remembered the heavy burden he carried and was unstoppable, he remembered the pain of a hope, he remembered, the demands and responsibilities that were placed on him in their entirety until he was damaged in a place where in the end Hala caught him to give him the strength he needed.

The light breathed heavily. Those were the times he didn't want to but it was very important for him to remember. Because that was the moment when he was most devastated and when he found something that he could hold like a pillar, something like a house where he just wanted to go home.

“Yes. Mas Wildan should support me dong to be able to get Hala, instead of telling me to move-on. And Mas Wildan must know, if there is enough change between me and Hala. Who doesn't know!” He insisted. Actually she was a bit hesitant, but considering how the last time they went out together despite ending up a bit awkward due to Jelita's presence among them-, the, The light still felt that he and Hala were getting closer from time to time. He just had to move more agile again, a little more -, a step wider again. Well, so.

“Ah really? I guess I didn't see, did I, the change? Or like you, yes who does not really make an effort to deketin him?” both Wildan's eyebrows were raised to rub against him. “Mas also tells you to move-on for a reason. Don't play it, you know, Dek”

“Dih, Mas do not believe because it is not Mas who walkin” He screeched, still insist with whatever Sinar believe. There is also a point that he who has been trying and he who knows where the relationship he is building for the love of his life. But it is because his work is crazy time-consuming and Hala's work is somewhat less in sync with his schedule, coupled with the presence of Hexa causes the process that is being built Sinar a little hampered. He knew he was upset about it actually.

“Lagian I'm also a business, yes!” Quick scorn. “Keep the reason why tell me to move-on?” Challenged again. This time, he honestly felt that he was already like a kid who was having a snack because his ego was being nudged by others.

This time Wildan could not stop himself from laughing. He was satisfied in probing the Light as he was doing, but he was also serious about what he was pointing to a younger man whom he considered to be his own sister. Wildan was just about to answer a question posed in a clearly irritated tone when Sinar's phone rang through the quiet room.

“Ah, Mom really call?” tumben it was a whisper that Sinar put in a row of questions as he grabbed his phone. Pressing the receive button, she immediately heard the chant of a familiar beautiful voice from the woman who had given birth to her into that world.

“Halo, Mom. How, Ma?” ask him directly without further ado. He knew it was a bit impolite, but curiosity took the best of him.

“Halo darling, how are you? Well there, right?” as a mother, the questioning instinct is at the forefront of compassion. Either because they are used to it or are indeed stale bases for long-distance conversation openers.

“Good shine, Ma. How's mama there? Tumben called Sinar jam this time? Any word?” tanyanya direct. It's not disrespectful, it's just that his instincts are taking the best out of him. The light knew something was wrong.

“Ah, Mama is good here. You, yeah, the question. If Mama calls, there should be news first, then?”

Grimacing rays. Her mother was too bad at keeping things. Of course he knew that there was something the old man wanted to convey. Already accustomed and too pity with conditions like this. The grin is thin, a little sad.

“Yes, right, Sinar just asked. If there is no, Ma. Sorry Sinar, ya” Lose, again.

“Ngak darling. Hahaha, you don't apologize too often” exclaimed Mama with a more sumringah voice. “There is news that Mama wants to tell you the same Lisa”

“What?” he cringes. This time the feeling was a bit bad.

“Mama with Papa tomorrow will go back there. You want to take care of your sister's wedding”

“HAH?!” Honestly, shock was what the current Rays could not hide.

“Aduh, son, don't shout so. Mama's ear hurts” Omel her mother from a phone call.

“Bentar, jerk. Ma, who wants to get married and why all of a sudden Mama and papa want to come here to take care of the wedding? Did Lisa agree? Did that time the rules had to be until Lisa agreed to it herself?”

“You are using ask again. Yes, your sister is getting married. The rules don't apply anymore, Sinar. You see, Nak Noren was here yesterday and asked for marriage blessing for the middle of next month. Mama Sama Papa had a discussion with their family yesterday”

Like a lightning that struck him so hard and suddenly, Rays could feel his throbbing head and rushing emotions rang out in both of his ears.

Oh, that's why Noren travels abroad. And that is why his instincts work.

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