Married to Janda Kembang
Passed

Marvel was very curious, who had been calling Melati that long. However, he absolutely could not ask Melati directly, about this matter.

“Ah, my time is directly so the same Melati? Later he thought of macem-macem again about me?” muttered Marvel who felt very worried about what he had to do.

Marvel was silent for a moment, trying to think about what he had to do to find out about the thing that plagued his mind.

Awareness is back, Marvel felt it was not the time he thought about something like this at work hours.

“Ah! Don't think weird. Just work, don't think of the non-no!” his murmur refuted his own thoughts about Melati.

Marvel returned to work, and for a moment forgot about Melati. He did not want the issue of Melati, to be a burden on his mind, thus hampering the work he should be able to finish today.

***

A few hours later, Melati had not yet come to her desk. Everyone around Melati's desk, very confused by the departure of Melati, who did not return.

Marvel has also searched Melati three times to her room, but she did not find Melati there at all. He felt suspicious, because Melati was not usually like this. He rarely even left his desk, but this time he left, not even returning until the hour of his office.

From near Melati's room, Marvel looked towards Melati's desk, which no one was there for. He felt suspicious, there was something strange here.

‘There's an awkward, inner’ Marvel, who feels there's something with Melati.

With a step up, Marvel stepped towards the special elevator itself. He stepped inside, and immediately rounded his eyes to see Marcel there. His steps suddenly stopped, until the elevator door was about to close.

Marvel, surprised, immediately held the elevator so that the elevator door did not close. He stepped into the elevator and waited for the elevator door to close.

They glanced at each other, then immediately turned their eyes away. Because the elevator door had not been closed, they glanced at each other towards the elevator button next to the elevator, then reached out to the button that read the number 1.

They were shocked at each other, as they were both about to head to the ground floor of this building.

Marcel leaning towards Marvel, “Lo why the hell follow me to the ground floor?” the question was cynical, making Marvel look at him flatly.

“Who is following you too? I want to go to the ground floor!” debunking Marvel, Marcel can't say anything more.

The elevator doors closed again, to take them to their destination, which was the ground floor. As long as they went down, Marcel and Marvel said nothing at all. They were silent, not knowing what to say. They were very awkward, to the point that they did not want to stare at each other at all.

TING!

The elevator doors opened, they had already reached the ground floor of their destination. They both stepped out of the elevator, and headed towards the female toilet that was on the ground floor.