Leaning Sweet Me
14.Almost meet

By noon, the sun's rays dazzle the eyes. The voice of the staff sounded boisterous, the clattering of steps alternated as the sound of the printer sounded loud, increasingly enlivening the atmosphere of the office that afternoon.

" Metta has a shipment of noh in the lobby, tell it to be taken alone" said Mr. Hendra, one of Metta's coworkers who had just come from the next building.

" What kind of shipment is Mr. Hendra"

" Where do I know Sha, ma'am just tell me to say it" he said later.

" Oh, I'll take it, thank you, Mr. Hendra"

Hendra nodded and smiled

" No need to mention "he said then passed to his desk.

Metta leaned her back against the back of the chair, guessing who sent it, Kemaren coffe, today what? Thought

"Who sent" muttered metta.

Then reach for the phone that from morning he had not had time to remove from his bag, open the application a million people and then check all notifications.

" Pantes my phone is deserted, it's like a grave, it turns out I'm silent" Metta monologues.

But there wasn't a single notification regarding his delivery this afternoon.

A moment stunned when he saw the notification 4 hours ago, that his online taxi order was canceled by his own driver.

"Lho.kok cancellation, pan the boy the driver, i.gue ushered the boy this morning." Still the monologue itself.

" God ..." Metta closed her eyes.

Metta really did not understand, and most importantly Metta did not like himself to be in this situation.

"Too much drama "he thought.

" I was wrong to think that boy was an online driver "

" Wah wah.malah ngamunnih nih

Work woi work" exclaimed Dinda who walked closer to Metta's desk.

" Sett, loe tuh sardin" said Metta closing both ears.

" mistakes Bastian dead loe"

Bastian is the division head responsible for running and overseeing the general division.

"Lagian loe ngalamun continue, want to eat a blind paycheck loe" said Dinda slowly, looking around looking for the figure that Metta mentioned.

" Fuck loe peak" Metta poked softly at his best friend's forehead.

" ish..loe shaun's hand-did". Dinda's lips with a pinch in Metta's arms.

" Ogeb loe.sick "ringis Metta.

" Bodo is great"

Such is their friendship, when scorn and ridicule often become a spice of their familiarity and closeness, until the harsh words spoken are often meaningless.

Until the sound of someone's baritone made them speechless.

"Ecchem.."

Mr. Bastian's voice was heard from behind, looking ruffled around his waist with the look of his eyes sharpening towards them.

Metta and Dinda flinched, looking back.

" Manager sir" said the two while bowing half his body towards Bastian.

" What is this office like a kind of kindergarten school for kindergarten kids"

" No sir, forgive us the commotion from us" Metta said with a nod to Dinda's head.

" I'm sorry Mr "

" It's been workin' there, are you guys gonna keep joking around during work, and you.." Bastian pointed at Metta.

" Give me the report I'm asking for immediately"

" Good sir." said Metta.

" Deliver me to my room soon, we will meet with the entire department in the central building later "

Bastian went back to his room.

" Submarine.." Dinda stroked his chest slowly.

" I said what sardine"

They also chuckled .

" Tumben very Pak Bas meeting ngajakin loe" "Where I know "

" But your report is done, right?

" Beres, I'll go to the bus sir's room later"

Metta glanced at the circular clock in his hand, there was still 2 hours left for the meeting.

" I'll go to the lobby first"

" It's what's happening"

" Loe has to go to a meeting "

" Want to take things"

" Where is Paijo going"

" Not really me!" Metta lifts two fingers into a V shape.

Dinda clucked in annoyance.

" Let's not be long sought after Mr. Bas"

" I went to the Ogeb lobby, not to Hong Kong"

" Lagian meeting is 2 hours away" said Metta as he passed to the Lobby.

Soon Metta walked in, carrying a paperbag in his hand.

" Cie who got another shipment" said Dinda

" You are from whom.."

" What is clear is definitely a secret admirer of loe "ledek Dinda

Metta thrust the paperbag toward Dinda.

" Make you Din"

"Why do it to me"

"it's okay, make you"..

" loe really doesn't know who the sender is.

" Or someone who yesterday nganterin loe come home "

"Gue don't think it's him"

"Today morning he's doing me a job" inner Metta.

" Who donk if not him, "

"Emmph.who the hell is his name" exclaimed Dinda with a flick of his finger.

" I don't know either.hhahaa" Metta said passed.

" The real loe Sha, "Dinda goes after.

" Sure din, I don't know, he didn't say who"

" Yes, you should be Shaun.."

Metta just shrugged his shoulders no matter what.

" Because, you don't care about other people"

Metta turned around and raised her index finger.

" Eit..loe's wrong, proof I care about you" then turned back around, stepping back towards the table.

" Sha loe is angry.."

" No way should I be angry, I just don't want to burden my life with things that I don't think are important"

" I just have to keep myself from being disappointed or whatever. I don't care." Sahut returns.

Dinda nodded her head, a sign that she understood and understood that Metta had always closed in on her, put up thick walls and no one was able to break through her, after the pain and disappointment he had experienced two years ago. He was abandoned by someone he loved dearly on their wedding day, where he was supposed to be a happy bride. The bitter pill he had to swallow, an event that might happen only in the world of most novels, where the bridegroom he loved just went away on the day of marriage, leaving him heartless, it left only an intense pain in the depths of his heart, leaving mountains of shame for his family. Unexpectedly unexpected turns out he experienced it, maybe in the world of novels that he often read first events like this can still provide a ray of hope, with the arrival of a substitute bride who turned out to be a president, and the, who eventually will love him very much, but not with the dark events he experienced. Metta decided to stop reading the novel. Too much drama, he thought

Dinda who was astonished also folded his hands on his chest and leaned forward.

" He said it wasn't important, but loe tangain also kan.hahhaa"

Metta fluttered, as if caught stealing something, allowing her hair to fall out and then cleared her throat.

" I don't think about it anymore" and then step back to the desk.

Dinda just shook her head.

Metta has not told his best friend everything about his agreement with Farrel, a boy who until now even Metta does not know his name.

While elsewhere.

The sound of the phone's roar interrupted the silence, Farrel who was struggling with his task fell and then Farrel reached the flat object out of his pocket, without seeing the screen that lit Farrel directly stick the flat object in his ear.

" Hm..?"

" You can come here today"

" can't,"

" Come on, help me"

" I can't have a job"

" Come on why you keep dodging, besides you're just checking the reports"

" Cx.you're just like Dad"

" Hahaha.it's my duty young master"

" Noisyou, yes I've been there but after my job is done"

tut's..

The sound of the phone was turned off unilaterally from there, while Farrel clucked in annoyance.

" Weird Man.."

Farrel is back with his sketchbook.

Actually Farrel was reluctant to leave, he was not ready if he had to go every day, especially having to all the time check the files are endless.

Yes..Farrel was the President of the Adhinata Company, in his young age Farrel had to jump directly in the company owned by his family, there was no choice because he was the only child, he was the only one, but Farrel insisted he would come to the office just to check the reports, sometimes he also handled clients if Alan could not. His ability can not be doubted, even though his age is still very young, 19 years. Therefore the father always wanted his favorite son was immediately ready to lead the company, but Farrel could always refuse it, the rest of the office problems were handled by Alan. Alan works harder, and can keep up with Farrel's young soul. Therefore Arya's father put Alan as Farrel's right-hand man, Alan is also Aryan's confidant, and Arya already considers Alan as her own child.

After completion Farrel rolled up the paper and put it into the drawing bag, put other equipment into his backpack, carrying his drawing bag over his shoulder and then move out. Farrel often finished his design in a quiet place. Two individuals fused in him, often forced into adulthood by his grandfather when it comes to business, a child's spoiled sense will disappear in an instant. But Farrel is a smart child to be able to process in both.

That afternoon Farrel drove his car to the company, where he would live for how many years to come when he was ready. And as usual Farrel will put up his favorite music when in the car, suddenly his mind was reminded of the events how many days ago, first met Mettasha, his unique meeting, the face of Metta that is imagined, the face of Metta, the black bead adorned with its plump fur, its pointy nose, its seductive thin lips, everything within the woman dominated his mind.

" Sister" he said

Farrel entered a special parking lot, parked his car in a regular place. But not many employees and staff know who Farrel really is, just a few people.

The company consists of several buildings, covering each department or division of its part, as well as the main building in front of it.

ting

the elevator opens, Farrel walks into the meeting room. His steps stopped when he saw a woman walking out of the meeting room.flanked by several male staff and looked smiling.At once Farrel was amazed to see Metta who looked charming. A smile that Farrel had never seen before, but immediately turned back and turned away. Hiding behind the wall, puffing his head still curiously looked at the group of people who came out of the room.

Farrel then turned towards Alan's room. Smiling happily at the figure he admired, Farrel unconsciously walked through the room he was supposed to.

" Where is Farrell going?." asked his father's secretary.

Farrel stopped after waking up, smiling without saying anything. Looking at the secretary of the father who was looking at him.

"Ah makes want" her inner

" Mister Alan has not returned" he continued

" It's okay I'll wait inside."

Soon Farrel entered Alan's room, which of course had a special desk for him inside.

" How did you meet him"

the question to the point was directly asked to Alan who had just arrived in his room.

" Jeez.I haven't sat down yet"..