Hello Arvin!

Hello Arvin!
Ticket


Nara brought a stack of documents to Arvin's desk which she had revised. He really wanted to go home, he was not okay. Nara wanted to be professional but her heart and mind could not focus.


“I have revised the document as Mr. Arvin requested.” Nara said uninspired.


“Why the hell lo? I'm following badmood see lo.”


“Pak Arvin, I want to ask permission. Today and maybe some time in the future I can't be professional or maybe make a mistake. I'm not okay and I have a problem. I want to ask Mr. Arvin not to get angry or scold me first.” Nara explained the situation to Arvin. The boss was just confused by Nara's words and did not respond to anything.


“I'm sorry then.” Nara continued awkwardly, he immediately went out of the room without waiting for Arvin's reply.


After Nara disappeared from behind the door, Arvin laughed unstoppably. Seeing the behavior of his secretary who he thought was very strange by asking not to be scolded because there was a problem, his honesty made Arvin fell out. Not to be unsympathetic, it's just that Arvin just heard something like that.


“Any. Very funny.” Arvin still couldn't stop his laughter.


For several days Arvin was untroubled and overly sensitive to the mistakes his secretary made. Arvin sometimes just snorted in annoyance and chose silence, even though his mouth was eager to comment. Secretly Arvin noticed Nara's behavior that was getting better instead of getting worse. She often sees him spilling water or coffee while serving her, her eyes are often red and swollen from crying, daydreaming during meetings to forget to record memos, or several times Arvin had to save him from his carelessness that fell into people who passed him. His secretary was not expected.


“Nih.” Arvin said while putting a ticket on Nara's desk when going home “Let's not be bengong continue. You've never been to a music show? I'm going to play tomorrow. Who knows if you want to see, reduce the burden of the mind lo.”


Nara saw the ticket Arvin gave her. The name of the band that will appear on the paper. Fortunatas. Tumben his boss was very concerned with his feelings. Indeed Nara admitted lately Arvin is not too annoying. Now he rarely scolded Nara and was calmer. The job is finished faster. Is it possible because Nara recently said she was having problems and asked Arvin to stop scolding her? Maybe Arvin wasn't as bad as Nara thought, he could sympathize with others as he is now.


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Nara's day off just stay at home, but usually she goes for a morning run with Reza then shopping for food and snacks. They will talk until noon, then go home. Or else Reza will pick him up to go around looking for food on the side of the road. Their relationship is simple, warm, and comfortable according to Nara. He does not ask for any luxury from his girlfriend, only time together and love each other as they have done the last 5 years.


No need for a big house, luxury cars, jewelry, and beautiful clothes. Nara just needs Reza next to her. Even if Reza can not meet his needs, Nara is very able to meet the needs of both of them. Perhaps their perspective on their relationship is very different. Until now, the two have not found their midpoint. Reza is very realistic and Nara is full of love and always relies on her feelings.


“Tumben is not traveling with Reza. Why?” Mother asked from the doorway, seeing her daughter just lying down and lazing in the room.


“Again busy cooperation.” Answer Nara origin. Nara has not told her parents about her quarrel with Reza, or about the job cuts and her idea to postpone the wedding day. He didn't know how to say this to his parents.


“Oh. Yes, you also rest. Saturday last week should be a break at home, your work is tired of having to face the bosses of the company.”His mother said again.


The boss? Yes, Nara has to deal with the boss every day. Facing Arvin whose mouth is sometimes very spicy is not an easy job. It was exhausting for Nara. But lately Arvin's been pretty good. He doesn't want to complain about it. He even gave her a ticket to watch his band perform yesterday.


Waitaminute!


Arvin gave her a ticket to see her perform. Today. Nara had never been to such an event before. Actually Nara was very curious, especially she had seen Arvin play music even though only briefly. If you look at it from a distance and not at work, Nara actually does not mind seeing Arvin. Does he have to come? After all today he had nothing to do and his heart was in a complete mess. Nara needs entertainment, it takes a new atmosphere to make her forget about her problems with Reza.


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A large, muscular man stood guard in front of the Groove Bar, checking on the ticket Nara had given him. Just this time he was in a place like this, a pretty luxurious 2-story place with the dominance of wood color gives the impression of classic and comfortable. Nara could see many alcoholic beverage displays in the bar, lined up neatly. It was thought to order it to ease the mess in her head, but Nara never dared to drink the drink. Tall tables and chairs were already starting to fill the audience. Nara filled one of the empty tables, ordered some juice. Nara was very old.


A man went on stage, welcoming and joking with the audience who had already arrived. Nara was quite surprised because there were so many who were waiting and watching this Fortunata band. Is the band really that famous? Nara never knew about things like this. The MCs shouted to call and welcome Fortunata onto the stage. A loud voice rang out until it rumbled.


5 People went on stage. Nara could instantly recognize Arvin even from a distance. The same Arvin he sees every day at the office, but it feels very different. The man looked very carefree with a smile that never left his lips. Arvin wore a white T-shirt, a light blue flannel shirt that he left open, blue jeans, his straight hair free to sing without being styled, holding a sooty Ibanez electric guitar, all of that made Nara unable to take her eyes off.  Arvin is really cool. Real cool. A strange feeling had just entered his heart.