LOVATY 1.0
Vigilant

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A few days ago

Calya's fingers are busy on top of her phone screen. Several employees were seen pacing around his desk glancing at the woman. It turned out that they intended to approach the woman for work issues, such as asking for autographs, giving reports and arranging schedules. But they paused for fear of disturbing their leaders who currently look very serious.

“Go there!” davidya said in a whisper.

“Why me?” the man replied, slowly but full of despair.

“Today's the deadline, remember! This is our first project, SPECIAL CHILD INTERN. If we get to grips, our future can be bleak.”

Wikan scratched his head. Increasingly frustrated with the emphasis of his friend which is indeed a fact. On the other hand he could not do anything, for him to approach the table when the owner was looking serious is a sacred thing. Wikan shook his head imagining that he might dig his own grave.

“Go juice! Where's your manly nature?” added Rana who was getting upset.

“You're the one who left, huh?” Wikan pleads with Rana to replace her duty which is of course rejected outright 

“Yesterday only, fit for-for-duty said it ‘anything with Mba Calya let me handle’ now where?” rana said full of ridicule.

“Yes, how do I know that today he wears a sacred aura.”

The three intern employees glanced at Calya who was still busy with her phone, the pair of eyes were still glued to the phone screen in her hand with a facial expression that depicted a high level of seriousness. It is not wrong if people think he is taking care of a critical problem, the wrong thing is if it may not be a critical problem.

‘Visual, already. response conversation, already. humor, already.. common knowledge, already... let alone the less yes?’ muttered the woman. He twisted his brain, preventing him from forgetting a single thing he typed there. A column of criticism and suggestions that almost meets the maximum word limit.

***

“Cal, almost time!” Kenzo from a distance.

Calya got ready at her desk, picked up and kept some things before moving to some of her teammates near the door. “Have made sure all the preparations are right?” ask the woman.

“Have.” replied Kenzo.

“No files left behind?

“No.” replied Rezvan

“How about presentation file. Already checked back, do not let any errors even one letter.”

“Don’t worry honey, it’s on me.” This time, Qeiza tried to calm down. “This is our advanced cooperation Niskala, notya this should be easier, right?”

“I think so too. We already know the characteristics of their company, they also already know how we work. You could say we already understand each other,” continued Kenzo with his thoughts.

“Why Cal? Is there something that worries you?” Ask Rezvan. There could be problems they don't know about.

“No. I just don't want this project to drag on. Faster this project is completed faster we handle other projects.”

The three comrades nodded at the reason Calya gave. No problems are going on, that's all they want to know. And Calya wasn't lying, there was no problem going on, at least in terms of work. Only his mind was stirring. 

But no matter what miracle happened, there was something strange about that man today. He looks normal, in the sense that no ordinary strange behavior makes Calya upset. He just acts like a kien in general who only talks about work. Obviously this change made Calya happy, although in her heart she was also wondering.

‘Good, at least now I can restore my composure back.’

But the prejudiced woman couldn't just erase her suspicions. Every move made by Ray instantly made him alert. Even though it's just taking a pen that falls asking for tissue or just opening a bottle of mineral water. In the end, the level of vigilance that was too high even made him feel embarrassed.

...***...

One day Calya was shocked to find the man sitting in front of her desk. “To know there is no meeting schedule today,” he said without further ado, his alertness again increased.

“Indeed no.”

“Then?” his eyebrows are linked while questioning the intention of the arrival of the man, ‘he will definitely start again’ he said in his heart.

“I mean my arrival here? Of course to meet you.”

Calya started sighing, ‘justin”. He leaned his back on the chair while his brain began to think of 1000 ways to build a defensive fortress. 

“Listen, to complete this important project you need full concentration. So don't think to bother me with your weird plans,” the woman asserted.

“Wordid plan? You must be misunderstand, Miss. I'd like to meet you to discuss an idea. Not for the things you're thinking about.” Ray scrunched his forehead as if feeling astonished, but the same smile on his face clearly showed he was feeling pleased.

“Aa ah's.. Be.. So apparently?” Although doubtful Calya had no evidence to argue the man's words, Once again her high vigilance gave her some embarrassment. More than that, it even fished back the soul of the man in front of him.

“Tell me! you must miss me a lot, right?  Looking to see so bad?”

“Haha..” Calya's laughter sounds bland, like a made-up laugh. “Impossible!” firmly thereafter.

“So, should we talk about the idea or do you prefer to talk about the 'impossible' thing?” the man's smile grew wider as he pranked Calya. The woman prefers silence, trying to be normal just taking stationery and paper “Tell me what do you want to talk about?“ tanyakanya.

“The impossible thing?”

“Stop it!”

“Okay,” Ray laughed softly, as if his happiness had returned.

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The woman's postel continued to tremble along with the incoming messages that kept coming in. Calya who had been focusing on discussing new ideas together with Ray finally began to be disturbed. The woman tries not to rub him until Ray allows her to check his phone.

“...”

The woman was just glued to the screen of her phone/With no sound or expression that could explain anything. Then quickly put his phone back on the table. He might look ordinary, but not to a person less than three meters away from him. The man was clearly aware of something strange from Calya. 

“You okay?” tannya