
Tuk..Tuk..Tuk. the sound of the pounding of the Dawn shoes that are sounded repeatedly to the floor because they wait to meet with the relationship.
Because considering Fajar works in the Marketing department, he must be ready to offer some company products to other companies.
He was waiting in the office lobby.
"I heard that Mr. Galih was married again to the Gita yes, he said he was now pregnant young," said one of the employees who was sitting in the lobby.
"Worse yet now they live one roof with his first wife, kasian ya his wife,"
"Mba Nadia yes,"
"Not Nadia but Nadifa his wife's name,"
Such was the conversation Fajar had just heard, he still thought his name was similar to Nadifa, his fellow worker and Galih, his Junior High School friend who had just discovered that he was the husband of Nadifa.
"Could it be them... ?" Dawn Daydream was interrupted when a woman approached him and prepared to take him to meet the product distribution manager directly.
He entered into a small meeting room with a round table that was only enough for five tables.
"Please wait here first sir, later he will go down to meet the father," the introductory woman passed from his view. Dawn also prepared some documents that he will give to the Manager he wants to meet at this time.
"Assalammualaikum," Galih entered with Dendi into the meeting room, Fajar raised his face to rise up in welcome.
"Brand...!" Galih welcomes Dawn with a joyous embrace.
"I don't think I'm bro, you're the manager here," Fajar patted Galih's shoulder.
Galih laughed and then allowed Dawn to sit in front of him, "It's customary bro, this is all because of the wife's sustenance," replied Galih humbled.
"Dendi," Dendi swung her hand towards Dawn to get acquainted
Dawn suddenly silent, he remembered the words of the employees who gossiped before they met.
Fajar also began to give some documents to Galih and Dendi, they seem very careful in paying attention to what is in the document.
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Monthly meeting with PresDir began, there are only 6 people in this room. As usual beside Malik there is Nadifa who helped and accompanied him. Give some reports that they are ready to explain directly to the PresDir.
"Is Madam Nadifa sick?" asked Pak Wijaya (PresDir DG) he saw Nadifa speaking in a raucous voice because of hoarse and looks his face is not fit.
Malik looked at Nadifa, and he believed it.
"Just a sore throat sir, I seem to be drinking too much ice" Nadifa replied with a small laugh.
Mr. Wijaya nodded and refocused on the monthly meeting.
As Malik and Nadifa took turns explaining the report, they simultaneously held the same document and their hands touched.
"Oh Sorry sir," Nadifa took off her hand that accidentally touched Malik's finger.
Malik was silent, he only realized that at this time they had to keep their distance. His chest was still tight because he saw the treatment of Nadifa that was so quickly changed.
One hour the meeting was over, several Directors and Mr. PresDir had already left this room. Stay Malik and Nadifa both spelled while continuing to clear up some documents.
Usually after the meeting they will embrace each other because they say thank you for the smooth running of the meeting.
But today has changed, no more warmth appears only wounds are spewed in their hearts.
"Diff!" call Malik. Nadifa also turned to look at the face of Malik who was staring at him for a long time, looks longing and love remains present staring at each other.
Malik ends the daydream in their eyes."I go first yes," Malik held onto Nadifa's shoulder and rose to pass and left the beloved woman alone lamenting her disappearance.
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