LOVATY 1.0
Confessions

“It. Just a hobby to fill free time.” said Qeiza while tidying up some papers that came out of the map.

“So you drew it?” ask John again. The man was still watching the papers contain a collection of images in the style of pop art typical belonging to Qeiza.

“Iya.” Qeiza once again replied. His hand moved to pick up some of the paper in the man's hand, but Editor John kept the paper in his hand. This led to questions for Qeiza and Damian.

***

“Please.”

Kenzo allowed the woman to sit in a chair with some snacks and drinks presented in front of her. Qeiza sat on that chair, but remained with a suspicious look. Seeing the good behavior of his two male co-workers was truly unbelievable.

“Not much we prepared. But I hope this can pay a little bit of your hard work lately.” said Kenzo. Qeiza who heard that grateful sentence instead became even more suspicious. “Please enjoy.” add the man again.

“You ate wrong? Or want to poison me with food?” ask Qeiza frankly.

“Eat only. You don't know how much money that a...” Rezvan was talking directly stopped by Kenzo. “This is our form of gratitude, no need to worry.” he said trying to control the situation.

Qeiza finally lowered her level of suspicion and began to taste the dishes on the table. “If you guys give me trouble after I eat all this, I won't stay still.” said the woman while busy chewing her food.

“No. Of course not.”

“By the way Qei, how can the story of the fierce panda directly agree to make revisions again?” ask Rezvan curiously.

“Live agreed? Where possible. Have not said anything already directly rejected.” replied the woman.

“Then how?” Kenzo was curious.

“How again. How many times does he refuse his revisions still have to be done, right?”

“So? You forced him? Kneeling while crying? or threatened to destroy his computer?” Rezvan was suddenly very excited to hear the story from Qeiza.

“This is drama? We just bargained with the picture.” replied Qeiza, stopping her co-worker's exaggerated fantasies.

“Image?” the two men asked.

“He said if I drew a caricature of him, he would gladly do a revision. He seems to be quite narcissistic. He collected hundreds of portraits and paintings of himself in an album.”

“Haha. turned out to persuade him can be that easy.” said Kenzo.

“Then you know that I will not make this bet.” complained Rezvan unconsciously. The man immediately closed his mouth when he realized that he had said a secret out loud.

“Shortly..” said Qeiza suddenly, making the two men gulp. “What did you say? Bet?”

“What? A wager? Why did you say bet Rezvan?” kenzo pretended not to understand, either to save himself or as a code so that his friend could make a new excuse.

“So, you bet whether I managed to persuade the Galak Panda or not even though I had volunteered to go alone? You guys really!” As predicted, Qeiza exploded knowing about the bet made by the two men. It's possible that all the snacks and drinks there will fly if Kenzo and Rezvan don't leave the pantry room immediately.

“You guys yes, eating should fight too?” calya said as soon as she walked into that room.

“Do you know what they did to me?” moan Qeiza soon.

“Leave it. They are so because of the pressure of the workload, understand it.” Calya tried to calm down.

Qeiza dampened her emotions, sat back down and continued to eat the light dishes served. “Sit down and eat with me,” said the woman invited her friend to join. “Eat more..” said Calya after sitting down, refusing a meal request from her friend.

“What's up? Is there something wrong with the job?” qeiza asked, looking at her friend who had no appetite. “No. The work went quite smoothly.” replied Calya, fast and flat. “Then?” the curiosity of Qeiza increased. “I want to confess” said Calya slowly, to make Qeiza more astonished.

“APA!?” qeiza said half-shouting. Fortunately the woman was not chewing food at the moment, otherwise she would have been choking. “You... what? Hows it? Haha.. What's wrong with me today? Why is everyone like this? I guess I shouldn't be too happy.. Karma, this must be karmaku.” The woman continued to talk to herself as a result of being too surprised by the confession from her friend just now.

“I’m sorry. I swear, I really don't intend to tell her the matter. Somehow he managed to persuade me. Please. don't get angry.” Calya confesses wrongly for having told Damian about Qeiza's personal problems. Her guilt seemed to be quite high judging by the quite long reason she had just uttered.

“Although he is an Executive, no matter how great his communication techniques are. How could you sell me?” qeiza's style of speech was indeed a little exaggerated, but it was just a depiction of her frustration as her personal problems had already spread.

“My friend... listen to me...”

“I, though I would love to see you have a partner never once in favor of those men. Even the most suspicious of them was me, me. But, how could you..” Qeiza still consistently shows her frustration and that makes Calya more frustrated. People say it is harder to calm people who are rarely angry, that is the situation that the woman is currently facing.

Calya let out a long sigh, “Okay, so what should I do?” tanyakanya. “What? qeiza did not understand. “What do I have to do in order to atone for my sins?” Calya had to follow the Qeiza style of speech so that the woman could quickly understand.

Qeiza picked up a drink glass on the table, leaned back and thought. “Only one thing you can do to atone for a sin of this magnitude.”

***

A woman with glamorous makeup was sitting at one of the restaurant tables of a luxury hotel. His gaze was fixed on the window that directly faced the view of the city with the gray sky. It was drizzling down so the streets were filled with colorful umbrellas used by pedestrians.

“Mrs Helena?” the sound of someone saying hello. The woman turned her gaze from the Window to a young man standing next to her desk.

“So you want to meet me?” ask the woman flat. The look on his face depicted confidence with a look full of probing eyes.

“Iya.” said the man while sitting right in front of him.

"It took quite a long time for you to come looking for me.” the woman spoke again.

“So, you already know who I am?” ask the man a little suspicious.

“Of course. Now tell me, what do you want to know?”