HIS SOUL IS DEAD
1. Prefix
"Arin is it ?" that short message that afternoon was on my social media.
I ignored the message and continued the work I was doing in the office.
"cring.. Kring.." My phone rang loudly and made me a little surprised.
I took the phone a little away from my seat, then I looked at the phone apparently the phone number I did not know. I ignored the call and resumed my work.
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Hi meet Ku Arina Beiza, a girl who has been in a relationship for 10 years.
My relationship with the Man seemed very cold and fine even though we often had disagreements to the fight, our relationship began to stretch and there were so many problems after a woman whom I had considered My Sister entered into our relationship.
The man whom I have considered My world is now willing to choose and defend her, to cast out and exile Me as if we had never known her at all.
Call it Rena, He can successfully take away all the happiness I have felt. Even He didn't hesitate to drain all the money and savings that My Man had to finance his daughter.
Aziz, yes! He's my man who's managed to make me happy to the point of being this crazy. He Who gives Me happiness, He who gives Me comfort, He who gives Me the meaning of a house but He Himself who makes Me crumble shapelessly like this.
The world seems unfair to Me, but behind all this I am sure there is a little happiness that will come to Me even though this self is already very distrustful of anything anymore.
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"Going .. Home Bu Arin" guyonan Ahmad one of the Staff in Ku's office.
"Tanggung nih Mad dikit again kelar"
"All the other kids are in order ?" add Me to Ahmad.
"After I've been Mom, the rest of the room above is also dark" he replied while obscuring near my desk.
"okay good, wait for me dong Mad! Hold back again nih nih responsibility" asked Ku to Ahmad.
"How dare you do Bu ask awaited ?" cananda Ahmad to Me.
I just returned with a small laugh and resumed all my work to finish quickly.
"Mom, how come during work here I never saw Mom being picked up or escorted by a guy ?" her question made me a little surprised.
I still ignored the question and was busy with all my work.
"Yes have been asked so doang also not answer" upset Ahmad.
"or do you want to be my girl, Mom?" her question made me stop for a moment working on the file I was compiling.
"Other times if you say that, use bismillah yes Mad" replied Ku as he pinched his hand slowly sitting beside Me.
"It's okay, ma'am, hahaha"
I just shook my head to see the behavior of this one Staff Ku, indeed Ahmad was one of the employees who did not have two. He is also a very humble person with anyone, joking like this I always make entertainment when this self mumet will work that never ends.
"Huhh ..finally twisted too" said Ku as he stretched out both of my hands.
"Beres Ma'am ?" ahmad asked in a passionate voice.
"Title dong, I'm sorting around on my desk. Yes wait!"
"Casual Ma'am, I'm also going home at the bete store"
"Mom, how about we go back and have a coffee first ?" take Ahmad who is very excited while looking at me.
"Ngopi huh ? Where is Mad ?" ask me who is still busy cleaning the workbench.
"Where, Ma'am ?" ask her back.
"Jaudah come! But you paid for it" I made a note to Ahmad.
"What a joy to Bu Arin mah"
Finally We decided to coffee for a while after leaving work, Ahmad opened the door to his car for Ku and we also went to the coffee place. In the car I was busy checking my phone because all day I did not hold my phone at all and was busy by the work that piled up.
"it turns out a lot of calls came in and messages went into my social media" I said in my heart
"But who is this ? I never knew this number before"
"Or just a prankster ?"
"why do I have to think about the unimportant things rich gini ?"
"Seriously very ma'am" suddenly Ahmad surprised me by nudging my shoulder.
"What the hell! "
"Yes, anyways, I'm serious about his hp. I'm called gini-rich"
"yes, sorry! I'm confused about Mad"
"Bung ? Confused why Miss ?" ahmad asked curiously.
"Yes, so from this afternoon there was an incoming message to my social media and there were several calls that went into my phone, Mad"
"And I don't know who that is" I told Ahmad.
"Hahaha Mother, Mother is just a rich thing that I'm confused"
"Bales aja Ma'am or pick up who knows it's a person who wants to love Mother 10Billion" he chanted melt my confusion.
"Mom, can't you just copy here, how ?" his question, Ahmad dismissed all confusion in the car at that time.
"May, may Mad" I replied while putting HP in the bag and slightly tidying up this long unraveled hair.
Ahmad also parked his car in front of the coffee place that we want to go in, pulled the car keys and pulled the mirror of the car inside to fix a little of his hair that was disheveled.
"Mom, if you pay attention to gini, it turns out you're beautiful too"
"it's just a little bit fierce hehe" he added while busy preaching.
"look out for a long time You like Mad also the same me" answered me who while busy combing hair.
"it's okay, Mom, if that's what I'm staying in, I'm marrying you"
"the boy is starting to be insolent"
"has it been done yet ? Come on ah, let's not make it up" take Ku to Ahmad.
We got out of the car and walked towards the cafe, suddenly I was shocked because when walking Ahmad embraced Me from the side. I could only look at Ahmad and He only returned my gaze with a sweet smile.
"please welcome Ms. Arin" Ahmad opened the door and bowed half his body like a waiter in the cafe.
"What the hell is Mad ah" I blushed in embarrassment and my cheeks flushed a little because of his behavior.
Ahmad only chuckled to see Ku walking in to order coffee and some food, following Ku from behind and embracing back as I walked.