LOVATY 1.0
Situation Reader

‘I’ll take my revenge!’

Damian clucked irritably reading a message from his friend. ‘Didn't he understand that this was also in his favor.’ Damian thought.

Damian doesn't understand why Ray should be upset when he says that Calya's cause is upset maybe because she hasn't given the woman any information about Ray. Damian thought his actions would help them get closer. ‘He wants to know about your story doesn't that mean he's interested in you?’ that's what Damian said to his friend at the time.

‘It can also make him stay away from me!’ but Ray still did not accept the facts conveyed by Damian. Maybe Ray had his own view of how he wanted to look in the woman's eyes, and the way Damian used was very contrary to his view.

‘Go ahead.’ replied Damian sarcastically. The man also believed that what he was doing was to help his friend. He clearly refused to be blamed. The man who had just finished his work chose to put aside his resentment immediately. ‘Later too he will thank.’ thought.

“Hai!” damian said that he saw Calya, but was only answered with a nod and the woman passed away leaving him. ‘Hah.. it was true that he was upset because I’ thought Damian, feeling successful reading the situation. The man stepped quickly following Calya's footsteps.

“You look very busy. Until not returning my greeting.” said the man half-mockingly.

“I'm always busy. Don't you also have many meetings to attend?” But Calya was also not inferior if it concerned sharp words.

“Come.. Not that I promised. We are looking for free time and I will definitely tell you everything.” Damian tried to persuade the woman.

“Thank you for the goodwill, but it doesn't matter anymore now.” but Calya refused firmly.

“I think it's still important.”

“What? No.”

“If you don't, you're not this sorry now.” Damian acted as if he was an expert at reading human characters now, but his assumptions could have been correct.

“Goodbye, Damian. Better we don't talk to each other outside of work.” Calya ignored the man's words and passed away.

“Hard as stone. If I was in Ray's position, I would also be frustrated.” Damian finally understood the feelings of his friend. “Ah.. I should have asked where is Qeiza.” Because it was too cool to interfere with his friend's romance problem, the man forgot his purpose to walk in this direction. Damian continues his move to the Creative Department and meets Kenzo and Rezvan, who have just left.

“Hai, is Qeiza inside?” damian asked the two men.

“Qeiza looks like it just left.” replied Rezvan.

“Tumben clock as soon as he's home.”

“No, he went to panda ga! Where Editor John means.” Rezvan and his tongue were frequently slipping, almost leaking their calls to others.

“What do you need?”

“We got a revision request from Radhika, but the deadline stayed a few days so Qeiza went to persuade Editor John to want a revision once again.” explained Kenzo.

“He went alone?”

“Iya.”

“There is indeed a..” 

“OK, thanks for the information.” Rezvan's question did not get done because Damian immediately cut his words and passed away.

“Already. Just save your words.”

***

Damian drove his car slowly, hoping to find Qeiza around their office. “If he hasn't been down for long it should still be around here.” he said. But until a considerable distance from the office figure of Qeiza is still not visible. It seems that the woman has gone jah with a taxi. “At least I know where the destination is.” said the man positively.

Damian immediately gas-fired to John's editor's studio. But midway his attention was distracted by a car that was seen breaking down on the side of the road, or rather a woman standing near the car. Damian stopped his car on the side of the road and came out to Qeiza who was busy with his cell phone.

“Taxinya strike?” ask the man.

“Iya.” Reply Qeiza. Too busy with his phone to not realize who is asking.

“Then follow my car.”

“Really? It's a coincidence then.. Eh?” just as Qeiza turned her head, the woman realized Damian's presence there. “How... When did you.. Nevermind! Let's go now!” Qeiza hurriedly pulled the man's arm towards her car. They had to arrive at John's Editor's studio before it was too late.

Arriving at the destination of Qeiza immediately ran towards the studio located on the third floor. The woman even chose the emergency staircase over the elevator in order not to lose more time. Arriving in front of the entrance of Qeiza paused for a moment to set her breath back to normal, before knocking on the old gray door.

“Log in.” a heavy sound from inside is heard. 

Qeiza took a breath before stepping into the room. When the door opened the figure of a large man with a hat looks busy in front of his desk. Qeiza stepped slowly closer towards the table filled with computer devices. Just before he started talking. Editor John has already opened his voice.

“I don't want.”

“What?” ask Qeiza to be confused. 

“If you want me to revise again, I don't want.” It seems that the man called Editor John already understood this kind of situation. Seen from the way he managed to guess the intent of the arrival of Qeiza there.

“But, Sir. Can you listen to a few things I want to say?” qeiza tried to beg.

“This is what I've asked for a revision several times. Anyway I don't want to! Whether you want to wear it or not.” Editor John seems to have been determined this time. Maybe it was because Radhika was constantly asking for revisions or maybe it was indeed her nature.

“Editor John, where might we be able to leave your work. At least you can listen to me first. I'm sure with your extraordinary ability this can be handled quickly.” Qeiza tried to use words of praise to persuade him this time.

“No.. no.. no! I don't want to hear anything anymore. Please go.” But the man remained stubborn.

“Should take a moment to listen to the explanations of others is not difficult for you, Editor John.” Damian, who had not entered the room for a while, suddenly opened his voice.

“So you want to force me now!” Editor John whose mood was being unkind started to get emotional after hearing Damian's words.

“Of course. Please sit back, Mr.” Qeiza responsibly stopped the almost heated situation. The woman moved suddenly until some of her things fell on the floor. 

The two men who managed to control his emotions also helped Qeiza clean up some of the fallen maps. An open map accidentally shows some images of the work of Qeiza to attract the attention of Editor John.

“It.. Who made it?” ask the man curious.