LOVATY 1.0
The Disaster (Bertubi - Tubes)

Qeiza cried loudly, there were only the three of them in the pantry so she could freely vent her emotions.

“Already Qei, you know that man. Everyone in the company even nicknamed him the iron mouth. No need to be put in the heart,” Rezvan is trying to make his friend a little calm.

But the woman was still crying, “I can't stand it anymore, how can she say that without knowing what we've done. This is not fair,” the woman is still talking with tears that keep dripping.

“Even after all the effort we did, it is still not enough,” Kenzo looks sorry.

“Hey come on guys! This is not the first time we have been hired for work.. Calya more often angry – angry in the room,” Rezvan said so intended to raise the spirit of his two friends.

“If you think – think again Calya is amazing. I don't know how many times he has experienced something like this but he remains strong, while we have only once been scolded by Mr. Iron has been down,” Kenzo said to experience in the past.

“Absolutely. What we've been doing for a few days is replacing the job. He does everything well, and we do it together - but it's still messed up.

“I feel like we did nothing these two years,” said Qeiza who finally stopped crying.

They're back in the room. No matter what happens, they have to go back to work. Especially after getting a warning, there are many things that must be repaired. When back in the room the atmosphere is not as calm as they think. There was the voice of a foreign woman who was heard speaking.

“What do you mean he's not here! You guys play – play with me yes!” unfortunately the woman did not come in peace, but rather caused a commotion.

“Sorry mom. But Mba Calya is not here and we can't tell you where she is either,” One of the staff there tried to explain to the woman.

“That must be just your excuse, right?” the woman still could not believe it.

“Sorry what is this? Kenzo tried asking the woman.

“I'm here to find your Creative Director, Calya!” the woman maintained a taut tone of speech.

“I'm sorry mom but Calya is not currently in place. Please leave the name and the message will be later we will convey,” Kenzo tries to speak as calmly as possible.

“From just now that's just the reason you keep saying. You guys want to fool me? Where might the staff not know where the leader is!” if it continues like that the woman can make the entire staff in the room become emotional.

Qeiza then go forward “Sorry actually who you are and what business looking for Calya?” The woman stared at Qeiza from top to bottom, as if making sure she deserved to talk to him.

“I Rita, manager of Kanaya top artist, nation princess. You guys must know him, right?” The woman finally introduced herself, her tone attached to pride.

“Then what business do you have with Calya?” Qeiza again asked, her tone filled with decisiveness.

“I came here because the other day

Calya came to see us and said she wanted to make Kanaya her model. But what is the fact that he is using another artist instead. Even I can not contact her, very unprofessional,” women are very expert to make people upset, she put emphasis on every word – cruel words she said.

“Pardon me once the mother of manager Rita, you should speak more politely,” Qeiza is one of the people who are currently emotional because of the woman. “I don't need to speak politely to a cheater!”

Hearing that sentence Qeiza almost lost her patience, fortunately there was the voice of someone who arrived – to speak.

“I'm sorry Rita's mother,” all eyes look towards the man.

“Ya, it's true that you guys came together – the same time. Tell me where the lady is?” said Rita's mother.

“I think you have misunderstood,” Ray stepped forward to approach the woman, “If you are trying to find a scapegoat for the failure of your artist to be an advertising model, you are misplaced, you are wrong,” Woman was surprised “What did you say? You mean I'm just looking for a commotion?” ask the woman.

“Of course, the interview was done a long time ago. I remember very well at that time we said we would call back if the model had been decided. We never promised Kanaya as the model. If Kanaya was a top artist, she wouldn't care if she only lost one ad. His manager would prefer to take care of his busy artist schedule rather than taking the time to come here and rampage,” Ray's long explanation is like a bullet that can not be held, right on target.

The woman is starting to look clumsy “Who do you dare to judge Kanaya. If there really is a reason to reject Kanaya I will only hear that reason from Niskala's side, not from the advertising company,” the woman is still arrogant.

“You are listening to him now,” said Ray casually.

“What?” the woman did not understand.

“I haven't introduced myself well. Introduce me Ray one of the executives in Niskala,” heard Ray's self-introduction made the woman speechless, like a checkmate unable to do anything.

***

“Thank you, somehow we have to reveal it. But we are right – thank you for your help earlier,” Kenzo represents his team thank Ray. Only the four of them were currently in that meeting room.

“No need, I just said it because I was there at the time.after all.“ Ray hung up his sentence.

“My arrival here was not an accidental visit. I heard that your department is in chaos. It looks like it's true.”

The three people were confused as to what to say, “Ya we were actually quite overwhelmed because Calya was not here. We've tried to do our best, but it turns out we can't do everything without Calya,” it seems pointless trying to lie, that's what Rezvan is doing right now

veracity.

“You need to remember that this team is in charge of the Nikala project, my goal was to come here because I wanted to say that I did not want my project to fail. I hope you guys don't disappoint me, the new” Ray will move out of his chair.

Then, he remembered something “I don't know how you've been working, but didn't you work in this company as an individual. You don't work here as Calya's team, you better not rely too much on someone,” He said that before leaving

the room, just before passing through the door the man turned back around.

“Qeiza Oksana,” Qeiza turn, “Iya?” tanyakanya.

“Can talk for a minute,” the man walks out with Qeiza following him from behind.

“What's up?” Qeiza asked as soon as they stopped at the seventh floor passageway.

“Are you right – really don't know news about Calya?” ask Ray.

Qeiza shook her head “None of our phones were picked up, not even the message was read,” Qeiza looked sad when she said it.

“How about his house, have you been there?” ask Ray again.

“Already. I waited for more than an hour while continuing to knock on the door and squeeze the bell. Nobody came out,” Ray nodded, “Alright then.”