FIND YOU In MY MEMORIES
15. Refusal

With a feeling of annoyance that filled his chest cavity, Bunga did not hesitate to shout at Ridwan who was looking at him sharply.

"You want to beat me too, huh?"

"Yes." Yeah." Sahut Ridwan brief.

"Let me pass by or call Zayn here!"

Flowers approached, looking at Ridwan's annoyance.

Their eyes met each other, staring intently at each other. But the difference, Ridwan was still calm as if there was not a small insect bothering him, while Flowers with a feeling of annoyance raged filled his chest cavity.

"Mr Zayn is not just anyone who can be called here to meet fleas like you miss."

"Haah? What's?! Lice you said? me? A flea?!" A gaping flower in disbelief at what he heard, followed by a wave of cynical laughter filled the corridor.

"Are you tired of working here?!" cynical Faces Flowers.

"No."

"Then take care of what you say or I'll get you fired with two male employees not knowing the ethics!" Shouted Flowers while pointing - pointing at the two male servants who were still standing near him.

Ridwan and the two male servants who continued to pay attention to Flowers, were silent and unmoved. Although the Flower is enough to make a peaceful floor sentausa become noisy and chaotic. But none of the employees dare to look even glance at the origin of the noise that is currently so tempting souls - the soul kepo to find out what is going on.

"You have no right to that, miss."

A laughter again sounded filled the corridor which was so calm.

"Why can't I have any rights to it?!"

Flowers move their legs, closer to Ridwan's burly body. As if there was no fear of the beautiful woman, so bravely approached a Ridwan who was so fierce and decisive.

"Originally you know.. My mother was a stock planter at this company!" without fear, Bunga put his index finger on Ridwan's wide eel. While continuing to push Ridwan's head several times without fear.

Astagahs.. Is he crazy?! Mumbled one of the male employees, as if unable to believe what he was seeing.

"and you're taa_"

"and if you know.your fingers can be broken if you are too brash like this miss!" as fast as lightning Ridwan caught the Flower's finger, then squeezed it and bent the long smooth finger slightly until it was enough to make the Flower hiss in pain.

"Yeshh..!" yelled Flowers in pain that he could no longer bear. "Lepaaaassa!" the hand was trying to escape from Ridwan's hand. But nil, Ridwan will not be that easy to let go of the brash hands that have dared to push his head.

"Lepaaaah!!!"

Ridwan smiled cunningly looking at the Flower whimpering in pain.

"A.. are you deaf hahh?!"

"aaa... Lepaaass!"

"I'm sorry, I'll take it off."

"Yetoo!" Denying the still stubborn Flower maintains its high prestige.

"Well, I'm not gonna let go!" The more bending the finger of the Flower that makes the Flower increasingly scream whimpering in pain.

You stubborn! Ridwan sneered sinisterly glanced at the Flower who was still moaning in pain while pulling out a pull of his hand from that burly hand.

"What's Ridwan's commotion?" Zayn's words arrived - coming out of his room, immediately made Ridwan release a squeeze of his sturdy hand from the flower finger that was almost broken.

"I'm sorry young master, this young lady is trying to meet you without complying with the rules you've set." Ridwan nodded his head, apologizing for the noise he had made. Even though he was not the one who was noisy, he was still wrong for failing to make the room calm down.

"Zayn. You have to fire them all!" Shouted Flowers resentfully glanced at Ridwan and the two male servants who were still bowing their heads at Zayn.

"Sorry.. You have no right to order me to fire an employee."

"Of course I have a right to that Zayn, because I am the daughter of Ayu Puspita. My mother is one of the stock growers in this company, and also one of the fashion businesses in Mall W."

"Don't you know that?" Connect the Flowers with confidence.

Zayn looked a little thoughtful, remembering the person that Bunga said was his mother. A little picture of his mother did cross his mind, but the figure of the Flower who was standing in front of him in a feminine style while rolling her hair, reminded him of someone.

It's not foreign, but who?!

"Zayn.. Do you not remember me?"

Zayn glanced at the Flower from the tip of his foot to the tip of his head. There was a slight sense of awkwardness as he felt like he had met the Flower before. But where? by when? I don't know.. Zayn was too stupid to meet people he met, so he could not remember the Flowers he interviewed last week when he was looking for Sabi as a private secretary.

"Should I reintroduce myself?" Flowers look excited, as if forgetting to hurt on his index finger that almost broke made Ridwan.

"Zayn. introduce me to the State Puspita Flower." smile Ayu in front of Zayn while sticking out his hand.

"Where do we meet? why do you know me? while I'm not." Instead of shaking Bunga's hand, Zayn held both hands in front of his chest.

Aaa.. Damnit damnit! why is he so cool! Inner Flower thrashing - jittery ronta looks at Zayn's cold demeanor.

"We met during the interview session, you're looking for a secretary."

"Ooh. apparently you." said Zayn flatly, managed to remember the Flower who during the last interview session tried to tease him while rolling his hair with a gaze full of lust. Until Sabi cut him out - exhausted.

"Aren't you going to shake my hand?"

Flowers are getting stuck out her hands with a feeling of pleasure and happiness because she can stand and look directly at the person she likes for the last 3 years.

"Miss. you should go ka_" Soon Ridwan's speech was cut off when he saw the hand symbol that Zayn lifted, so as to stop and not interrupt.

The flower that sees it feels happy and wins. Smiling shyly in front of Zayn who was staring at him flatly.

"Where is your business coming into my office making troublemakers like this, acting all you want, childish!" hendik Zayn's.

"Was showing off your parents in front of me able to lift your degree 10-fold?" ask Zayn cynically.

"No! you only humiliated your parents. If I were a parent, maybe I'd be ashamed of having a girl who's as shameless and as ethical as you are." Connect Zayn without even letting the Flower wail.

"Zayn.." cried Flowers did not believe what he heard.

"Go back!"

"Zayn. I haven't even told you what I meant by coming to see you."

"Not necessary, not important!"

"Zayn... are you not curious why I am someone who has been and has everything, yesterday wanted to apply to be your secretary?!" Serge Bunga, getting closer to Zayn.

"No!"

"Zayn. at least listen up!" Flowers with eyes that begin to look glassy.

"Go home. I don't want to see you." Said Zayn coldly, turning around into his room.

As if fed up with seeing the beautiful woman in front of him, without waiting for the cue and caring about the feelings of Flowers, Zayn just passed by.

"Zayn... Why are you so indifferent to your future fiancee?!" Flowers screamed in annoyance, making Zayn's footsteps stop at once. Can't believe what he just heard.

Whataa?! Excited Ridwan and two male employees who had been listening, as if compact did not believe what they had just heard.

"Zay.. Didn't Ayu Puspita's mother ever tell you that we'd be betrothed?"

Zayn turned to glance at the Flower who was starting to smile looking at him.

"I am his daughter, so you will soon be betrothed to me. At first I wanted to meet you face to face at dinner on matchmaking. Yet.. I'm too happy. So I want to see you soon." Said the delighted Flower, approaching Zayn closer.

"I originally wanted to meet you alone. But you always said you were busy going through that rough secretary of yours. So I chose to attend as a job applicant and apply to be your secretary in order to meet you." Reciprocity.

"What a intention you have."

"Yes, it's all because I love you. It's been 3 years I love you silence. But I was too embarrassed to come see you. But... Now, I ventured to come because I thought until when should I hide? After all, we will get married" said Bunga, touching Zayn's tie gently.

Two male employees blinked their eyes several times, still unable to believe what they were seeing. Totally beyond expectations. Mr. Zayn, who had been busy working and working for a short time, was about to get married and, most regrettably, they had intercepted the future wife of Mr. Zayn himself.

Hey.. are we going to be fired soon?! Whisper one of the male servants with a pale face. But his friend did not dare to answer anything, because he was just as afraid if they were really fired.

"Maybe you better still like me in silence" said Zayn coldly, catching the hand of the Flower who had stroked his soft tie.

"why?" His heart began to beat fast, happy as well as kasmaran because his hands were held by Zayn, the man he loved.

"Because I refused this match!" short Zayn, while throwing the Flower's hand violently.

Yess! The two male employees cried compactly, then pat each other's hands. It's good to not get fired, because they won't be fired.

Contrary to the man's clerk, Bunga immediately looked at Zayn deeply. A pair of eyes that had been sparkling - twinkle emanated an aura of happiness. Suddenly it turned into a sad look mixed with annoyance and disappointment.

"Why?" Shouted Flowers with a face that began to blush. Between shame and annoyance.

"One. I don't love you. Even thinking of loving a woman like you, the same scali never got caught in my mind."

"But we've agreed to be betrothed!"

"Your mother has never spoken of this matchmaking with me. But thank God you immediately told me, so I did not have to bother attending the dinner ceremony. Because your mom just said she wanted to have family dinner with my dad. Not about the match." Zayn.

"Zayn. You can't be like this!" Weld while shaking - shake Zayn's hand.

"I don't care if now you don't love me. I'll make you love me. Let me try to make you love me after we get married. I'm sure you'll be able to love me." She crossed her eyes, trying to convince Zayn.

Zayn patted the hand that had been embracing him violently without even looking at the face of the Flower, and did not look the slightest bit of pity on the handsome man's face at the woman who was feeling compassion to get love from him.

Zayn again codes Ridwan and his two bodyguards to take Flowers away from the office. Because for him Flowers are quite disturbing his quiet day.

Ridwan and the two servants nodded, understanding the code Zayn gave them. Quickly, each of the male employees held one of the arms of the Flower.Then raised the still-standing Flower, thrashing in shock at the treatment of the two servants.

"Danalyn..." Shouted the Flower with all his might as he continued to thrash, hoping that Zayn would turn around and hold it. But Zayn did not budge in the slightest, remaining silent at the Flower with a flat gaze without the slightest pity.

"Danishaaayn...."

"Damelaayyyn..."

"Danishaaaynn...." The cry grew smaller, passed and left sorrow in the hearts of the Flowers. The rejection she receives, is the worst rejection even worse than the rejection she often does to every man who declares his love.

Pupus is already love in that silence, extinct is the hope that has been knitted all this time. The love in silence that he had been silent ended tragically and shamefully. Maybe the feeling will be able to disappear by itself, but is the embarrassment he got due to the rejection can be lost in the long run? no one knows.

But one thing is for sure, that shame can never be purely lost. Because the shame will usually remain imprinted and still remembered even though only remembering similar events.

Seriate...