Magic Love
Deleting Records

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Dena follows Aruna to their division room. He opened the door violently making the door hit the wall and make a loud noise. Everyone who was inside there was compactly raising their heads behind their cubicles, so shocked.

"Bu Dena, open the door slowly, dong! Company inventory, tuh. Later if damaged should be replaced following the wall he hit, loh." Indira first made her voice. Dena did not heed Indira's words. His gaze was fixed on the face of Aruna who was smiling faintly at him.

"What if the company's inventory has to be, Ra? The door's broken, the walls have to be replaced too?" Yoga asked innocently. Indira looked at the man.

"Who, if it is broken it must be replaced" he replied with a glance.

"If not company inventory?" Yoga is getting curious.

"Yes, if it breaks it must be replaced as well, Yoga. How you are, anyway. Kids know about small things like that. The name of the broken thing must be replaced by a new one."

"Yaelah, Indro Safira. I'm serious about it too." Yoga squeezed a paper and threw it at Indira. The girl reflexively avoided him.

"Heh, my name is In–"

"Silence!" Indira was silent when she heard Dena yelling at them. His eyes shifted to Dena.

"Eh, Miss Dena why? How, are the clothes wet?" Indira who had just come to her senses with Dena's clothes soaking wet, asked a little fearfully. A fierce face with wet clothes, and slightly disheveled hair, made Dena look so creepy.

Dena walked over to Aruna. He still ignored Indira and Yoga who looked at each other and asked each other with a code of eye gaze. Aruna stood up when Dena was near her seat.

"What's wrong, Miss Dena? Why is Miss Dena's shirt wet?" ask Aruna to relax. He pretended to know nothing.

"Don't be an innocent ass, you! Where's your HP? I want to delete that tape." Dena raised her hand in front of Aruna. Forcing her to give her cell phone.

"What footage, Mom? Why did you ask for my HP? Where's mom's HP?" Aruna's question increasingly made Dena an emotion of the soul.

"So bego you, yeah. Which spout? If you do not delete the video, do not expect you to last a long time working here. I'll have my uncle fire you." Dena threatened again. However, Aruna just fell silent without making any movement.

Dena was impatient. He broke through Aruna's body, until the woman's body shifted a few steps from her desk. Aruna was silent to see Dena ruffling her desk just like that. Dena's looking for a cell phone that contains her confession tape.

Indira and Yoga did not remain silent. Although they do not know the situation, they think Dena's behavior has been outrageous and disrespectful.

"Bu Dena this is nothing, si? It is not polite to ask people's HP use ngacak-ngacak kayak gini!" hardik Indira was not happy. He stood beside Aruna.

Dena straightened her body to face Indira. "You don't interfere, yeah! It's my business with Aruna."

"Bu Dena can't do that." It is now the turn of Yoga to advise. The most handsome man in the room stood up.

"You two can be on it, right? It's my business with Aruna" Dena shouted loudly. Makes the atmosphere warm. "Now I'm asking you to come out first!" dea's word to the two assistants, because she wants to talk to Aruna one-on-one.

"But, Bu–"

"Get out!" jolt Dena again. His hand was pointing towards the door. Indira hesitates. He turned towards Aruna and got a nod of his head from the woman. Indira who understands finally invites Yoga out by force.

"Where's your phone?!" Once again Dena asked for Aruna's phone. After they've only been left alone.

Aruna sighed before she walked up to her desk. After it had crashed, its position was now a bit far from the table. "Mom The Denya beware! I'm gonna grab HP in the bag." Aruna pointed at her bag perched on the corner side of her desk.

Dena's head spun in the direction of Aruna's index finger, then shifted her body to make room for the owner of the bag. Aruna took the phone from her bag.

"More." Aruna hands her phone to Dena.

Dena immediately shrugged it off and turned on the main screen. Locked up. Aruna's phone uses a password. "You, who deleted the video! While I look at it." Dena gave the phone back to the owner.

Aruna according to him. After typing the password, he opened the gallery and searched for the recording. At Dena's request, Aruna deletes the tape. "No, no," he said. Then keep the phone on the table.

"good. Watch out, yeah, if you're macem-machem with me!" threaten Dena's. A slanted smile she put on her lips. In his heart he said, "Basar cemen! Just got bluffed like it was weak."

After being content to threaten Aruna, Dena turned around to leave to change her wet clothes. However, just a few steps the woman walked, the voice of Aruna stopped her steps. "Have a high IQ why don't you make it, Miss Dena? You think just by deleting that video from my HP, it's all done?" Dena turned towards Aruna. His forehead wrinkled to notice the movement of Aruna who was walking towards him.

Aruna stood right in front of Dena. "Of course I still have a copy. I've kept it on the safest drive and I'll use it if needed" he said, commenting on a smile.

Dena's face became tense. Sweat droplets began to appear on his forehead which was still wet. To the point that swallowing his saliva was also difficult. "So .. You really want to report me to the police, Aruna?" ask Dena a little scared.

"It should be, I see," concluded Aruna.

The most Aruna never expected. Dena calms down and hugs Aruna's legs.

"Aruna, Aruna, I beg you, Aruna. Don't report me to the police, yeah! I beg you, Aruna! My career will be ruined until I go to jail." Dena begged and pleaded with Aruna. A stream of tears had flowed down his cheeks. Aruna was almost stricken by the hug on her tight leg.

"Eh, what's wrong, Miss Dena? Go, wakeup!" aruna screeched while trying to wake Dena. However, Dena further tightened her embrace.

"No, I won't wake up until you apologize to me. And promised not to tell me to the police. I was just kidding with you, Aruna. After all, you also replied to me earlier," exclaimed Dena begging and forcing. Her crying just broke.

A rough gust of breath shot into the air. Kidding said? A joke that almost made Aruna almost freeze to death because she was confined in the narrow room. Plus the feeling of dizziness due to drugs given by Dena. If Aruna had been locked up a little longer in there, maybe now the bespectacled woman was just a name.

Aruna patted her forehead while looking at the woman standing before her. The woman who had threatened him like a starving female tiger, now looked like a child whining for food.

"OK, I'm not going to report Miss Dena to the police, but there's a condition."

"What's? I'll do whatever you say." Dena looked up at Aruna with a sad look. Aruna was surprised to see Dena's face. Because the eye liner that the woman was wearing, melted inundated by tears. The clear liquid that came out of his eye patch seemed to change color. Black solid. Now, Dena's face is like a clown on stage. Even her disheveled blonde hair, made her appearance even more convincing.

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...Well, the guts shrivel it turns out that Dena. 😅...

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