Metallmorphosis
CHAPTER 12. Meaningless Empty Mention.

Kumala Navya. In his life there was only a career and a job. He does not want to know a man or anything related to a waste of his time. The only thing he is after is success.

He always took good care of his elegance. That's what powers his smart brain. And his friends loved it because of it.

He was surprised when Zinnia with the appearance of ‘ordinary’nya appeared as a meatball. Instantly his sense of regret gathered in the heart. He would be embarrassed if his friends or their directors knew that it was his brother.

“Ayam cemani, why here?” Ren's question surprised Navya. He frowned hearing the word ‘ayam cemani’. Whatdoes thatmean?

“Ayam cemani?” Mumbled them.

“I work here, Brother.” Answer Zinnia.

Sis? Navya frowned in wonder. Staring at Zinnia and Ren took turns. While Ren seemed to be frowning as well. Surprised by Zinnia's response.

“Oh, yes. Brother Ren's money I'll pay if I'm paid. Okay?” Zinnia said with a sweet smile. It did not matter that the people there were looking at him in wonder.

Zinnia returned to pick up the rest of the meatballs he had to deliver. The rest, he was again busy helping Pak Jaya serve its buyers.

In his place, repeatedly Ren seemed to pay attention to Zinnia who was busy here and there delivering meatballs or packing dirty bowls and then washing them.

It's nothing, Zinnia is the son of a rich man. Why is he selling meatballs? That's what's going through Ren's head right now.

Ren only realized that his employees were looking at him questioningly. “What?” Ask Ren.

“Father knows him?” Asked Ariga who was also shrouded in curiosity. “Indeed he owes the same father? But wait, I think I've met that girl, huh. Where, yes..” Ariga began to twist his memories looking for the figure of Zinnia in his head.

“Udah no need to bring.” Hardik Ren on Ariga.

“Father sell chicken cemani?” Ask the others.

“Ngapain also I sell chicken cemani? I don't have a job, what?” Dengus Ren's.

“Yes, I said chicken cemani. I thought I sold chicken cemani. If you sell, I buy. Make medicine.”

Ren just grunted in annoyance. Why are they even talking about cemani chickens?

Ren only spontaneously called Zinnia as chicken cemani because Zinnia likes to dress in black.

“Udah hunted eliminated. If you want to add can also.” Ren switched the conversation.

Finished finishing their meal, Ariga immediately paid for their meal. Next, everyone went back to the office.

Unbeknownst to the others, Navya secretly returns to meet Zinnia. He immediately pulled his brother's arm away from the meatball cart.

“What, the hell Nav?” Zinnia asked annoyed.

“Why can you work here?” Navya asked suspiciously.

“What's really why? Are you the only one who can work? I also want.”

“Yes but not in front of my office too, right. If my friends know, how? Don't make me ashamed.” Navya Cecar.

“Yes I don't know if it's the FD Corp building. Just calm. No one will know.” Answer Zinnia casually. In his heart he was half dead.

What if Navya's colleagues know she's her brother? Is that Navya with him? What disgrace did he have to cover up his existence?

Actually, Zinnia's heart always hurts when Navya treats him like that. He did not expect respect from his brother. He just wants Navya not to demean him and appreciate him as an older brother.

All her life, Navya had never treated her as an older sister. It is indeed called ‘kakak’. But it was just an empty name that meant nothing at all.

“Awas aja if brother says the same ornag-people if we are sisters.” Threat Navya.

“Gak will! I also don't want times, compared-bandingin' here with you. Enough at home.” Zinnia's grunts were starting to get upset.

“Neg. Not.”

“Jin!!!!” Screeched a very familiar voice in the ear.

From a distance, Joham who just got off his motorcycle immediately ran a little closer to Zinnia and Navya.

“Eh, there's Navya apparently. Hi Navya..” Gently greet Joham. It made Zinnia disgusted to hear it.

“Hueekkk.”

“Hai is also Joham's sister. So fit. I was coming home from work to stop by his office, brother Joham.” Navya.

“Close to my office? The tumben? Is it the same with me?”

“Not kangen. But there is a big project for kak Joham.”

“Oh yes? What project is tuh?” Joham was curious.

“Later to clear. Meet my boss. Clearly this project is worth billions.”

Joham's eyes rounded hearing that number. “Wahhh. Thanks a lot, Navya. Didn't think you were still thinking of me. So love you more.” Goda Joham's.

Navya just smiled. “Yes if so. I want to go back to work again.”

Zinnia does not abound. He simply followed Navya's back with his tail.

“Ngapain here?” Ask Zinnia to Joham.

“The same marketing where you work. How's it? Delicious, no?”

“Lumayan. Not bad as well. Just that, pretty tired. Hihihihihi.”

“Yes his name also works, Jin. No one is tired. People sleep only body can pegel-pegel.”

Zinnia sneered at Joham.

“Hopefully yes, Jin. If you need anything, do not hesitate to give me a phone yes, would-be sister-in-law.”

“Start.” Zinnia Eject.

“Can you see earlier. It turns out Navya's been the same attention I've been. The proof, the billion-dollar project is given to me which is just this corporate toddler. Duhh, Genie. My heart is beating fast. Please.”

“If you just want to babble, go there. Disturb the work person.” Zinnia's grunts were starting to get upset. He turned around to leave Joham.

“Iya, yes. Who has a job. So it is not the happiest unemployment on earth anymore dong.”

“I'm the happiest meatball seller in the world. Hahahahaha.”

“Basic. Uzur but behavior is still like bocil.”

Zinnia stuck out her tongue to mock Joham. Unbeknownst to them, a pair of eyeballs kept paying attention to them from behind the glass of the 21st floor building.

Ren was hanging both his hands in his pants pocket. Staring at the two small-looking humans around the sidewalk of the front street of his company building. From that light hair he could tell it was Zinnia. The chicken girl cemani.

“Oh, yes. I just inget. That's it, sir. The pickpocket?” Said Ariga who had remembered who Zinnia.” wasVice minister's son wants to sell meatballs? So strange.”

“What if he sells meatballs? If he's the vice minister's son still can't sell meatballs, then? What is wrong with selling meatballs?” Suddenly Ren becomes half-seated to Ariga. He walked back to his desk and sat down in a chair.

Ariga could only clench her mouth to look at Ren who seemed to not accept with his words. I don't know which part is wrong, but she feels that Ren is upset with her.