My Sweet Stalker's
18. Meetings

Not only was Clara unable to sleep tonight, but her brother too, Bagas leaning against the wall of his room saw the self-data on a sheet of paper that read Dimas Tantra. His hands clenched, his tears almost dripping.

“Wait for my revenge, ” said Bagas in his heart with hatred.

Jakarta in 2018,

After graduating as an undergraduate, Bagas finally decided to take the police entrance test. He studied very hard to realize his determination. He hopes that after becoming a member of the police, he can re-investigate the cause of his mother's death and catch who the killer is. In fact luck never took sides, Bagas always failed the test. He tried again next year, then failed again until he stopped at test 3. It felt like Bagas was desperate and no longer intended to become a policeman.

He applied to work for a large insurance company in Jakarta, his luck was good there. Thanks to his achievements Bagas successfully served as a marketing manager. But his heart never calmed down, he felt he had to do something that was already his initial goal.

“This is the home of the head of the hit man group, agh terrible once”

A friend of his office told Bagas about it, he then ventured to join there after getting a lot of information about the hit group. Although the risk is very high he seems to not care and try to find who killed his mother first, and what reason the man killed his mother.

“Dimas Tantra? Ah he used to be my man, but he's been retired since his sickly wife” The leader of the hit squad also gave me a lot of information about Dimas Tantra, that way his steps are getting closer. Bagas just waited for the right time to do everything he had planned.

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With a friendly smile Alvaro greeted one by one his co-workers, he walked with a cup of Frappuchino in his hand. Some people are seen already sitting in his chair, they will start the meeting in a few minutes.

“you didn't bring coffee for me?” randy asked as he nudged Alvaro on the shoulder as he just sat down and put his coffee on the table.

“No, you're a friend of what” grumbled Randy, without waiting for permission from Alvaro he then took a coffee cup belonging to Alvaro.

“don't!” squeak alvaro.

“why” Randy is still holding the cup and staring in wonder at Alvaro.

“This coffee. There was his saliva” Whisper Alvaro, Randy clicked his tongue in disbelief.

“you think I believe?” He then drank the coffee, Alvaro sighed and let Randy taste his coffee. How many minutes the CEO of RCTI Radio came and entered the room. This morning the broadcasting division held a meeting to discuss the reception of the new broadcaster. Music director, program director, scriptwriter, and several senior broadcasters attended the meeting to express their opinions. 

“Pak We do not need to limit the educational background” Alvaro expressed his opinion, instantly all eyes were on him.

“What does it mean?”

“Aah this way we open this Audition for everyone with a diverse educational background, not necessarily graduates from the faculty of communication science or art but we can also accept others. Who knows they are more talented, and the competition will run fairly” Alvaro explained his opinion very smoothly.

“right I think it's a good idea, RCTI has a lot of listeners and they are from a variety of different educational backgrounds. Our audition is open only, so all participants can feel fair by seeing the ability of other participants who must have graduated from SMA” Randy chimed in, Alvaro and the other meeting participants nodded in agreement.

“Good! Urus it as soon as her, does anyone disagree?” Ask the CEO.

“no, we agree all” said all meeting participants simultaneously.

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Alvaro smiled as he felt relieved when his ideas were easily accepted without having to argue first. After the meeting ended Alvaro returned to his room, he sat on a chair and opened his laptop to do his pending work.

“lah kok dead, where his charger” grumbled Alvaro upset, his laptop did not want to turn on, Alvaro looking for the laptop Charger to around his desk. One by one the drawers were opened, his hands stopped as if frozen looking at a photo album in his drawer. And also a ring box there. Seen in his photos with his ex-girlfriend Gisella Zeline, when they celebrated their anniversary together, Alvaro immediately closed the album and also took her ring box. He took the two objects to the roof of his office.

The wind blew, Alvaro stared blankly at the towering building in front of him. The man's memories fly on his old memories with his ex-lover. The memories he wished could easily be lost like the memories he had once forgotten.

He really hoped that the pain would not arise again, and why until now he still expected the girl to return to him, a foolish thought according to alvaro.

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