Our Story: The Sudden Chancellery
40. Somedays

“Lo seems very different. No one knows, definitely.”

Gala wears it all. Starting from gels, deodorants, perfumes, shoes, to shirts, all are items that Gala never wears with the brand she used to see on TV.

He had no problem using those things. But when the cloth touched his skin, the difference felt so real.

While Felix looks satisfied to see Gala's appearance is far from the word luxury this morning. If in the last two weeks he showed up at the Aditya Group office in his branded casual attire, this time, just by subtracting a zero from the back of the usual price Gala bought shirts, it can make her look much different. In fact, the capital that Felix spent on outfit and all the equipment was not up to one.

In accordance with Gala's wishes do not want to be seen using luxury goods first, at least as long as she is here. He wants to look ‘merakyat’, like his CV which is just a high school graduate.

“Yakin lo, I am not recognized?”

“Yes is. You never showed up there, not even at a board meeting. So there is no way you are knownin.”

The black pants suit and the white shirt had covered his body well. He brushed his hair to the side using a gel. Then, Gala used round-shaped glasses that are now perched at the base of her nose.

He usually wears glasses just for reading. However, this time he had already bought new glasses that were comfortable to use every day.

“Gue pinjem Mr. Hasan first. I want to be appointed busway.” way and flow

“Kan no ojol. Why not use ojol?”

“From here to there expensive! Mending take the busway."

Felix took his wallet in his back pocket and pulled out a blue card.

“Pake got me. If abis, directly top up! If you don't know how, googling!”

Gala received the card and kept it in her wallet. Instantly, Felix immediately hissed in annoyance.

“Lo why else?”

“That's your wallet!” point Felix at Gala's Versace purse with an anxious look and a grimacing face. “Original forgot me!”

Gala turned her head to the wall clock that showed at 8 a.m. At times like this, it was difficult for him to find a way out, because in truth, he had to go to the office right now.

“Udah could not. Let me just say it's KW if anyone sees. How's indra? Did you go to him?”

Felix immediately took his cell phone, called the head of security of this building, and made sure that Indra had gone to the office and escorted Viani. The connection Felix had was really very helpful.

The head of security in this building happens to be a cousin of Mr. Hasan himself, so they do not need to have trouble contacting the owner of the Northgate apartment. “Udah go first. Lo safe!”

Without delaying any longer, Felix follows Gala out of the apartment in a definite step. But his legs stopped when he saw the figure of the woman who had always been the center of his attention also came out of his apartment, carrying two small goodie bags in his tiny hands.

Gemma's steps stopped for a while, looking at Gala who looked different by raising her eyebrows, then continued her journey to the elevator without saying anything when she saw Gala's appearance that seemed 'strange' and 'unusual'. When he saw the man enter the same elevator, Gemma wanted to get out. Gala intercepted him.

“Where to?”

“A-there are left...” Gemma racoe unclear, making Gala's lip angle interested. Seeing Gemma misbehave like this was an entertainment for him and made him want to tease this woman even more.

“I'm sure there isn't. Stay here according to your purpose. Assume we do not know.. I will not bite you.. or.. kiss you..”.

From behind, Felix was already willing to laugh, which was immediately silenced because Gala had already elbowed her stomach. Gala also refrained from commenting when Gemma's face appeared red.

Gala's eyes then landed on the two bags that Gemma was carrying. In it, Gala could see the contents of the two bags were the same, each with a box and one apple intact. “You cook, Gem?”

“Iya... For Viani, and also s-u-a-m-i-k-u.” replied Gemma putting emphasis on the word husband. Intentionally so that Gala knows herself, in order to keep her distance or keep her mouth from teasing her.

“Which has your husband must be a green bag.. Why not from this morning just prepared?"

"No chance."

"Housework is endless. You must be bosen."

"Not really."

"Emang, are you enjoying being RT's mom?"

Gemma nodded without a sound. But as fast as lightning, apples intact in a food bag owned by Indra raib. When Gemma regained consciousness, Gala had already bitten the apple and chewed it casually. “Not polite! That makes husband—“

“I am also your husband... in the future.” Gala whispers tease, making Gemma even more embarrassed just in case Felix will hear. Gala's cousin sister was already seen holding her smile half-dead.

“Don't dream!”

...***...

“So you're Pak Eko's nephew?” asked Ani, the assistant Personnel Manager who escorted Gala to her room. They are now at Rapidash Express headquarters.

“Iya, Mom..”

“Where? Staying in Jakarta? Where to stay?”

“Betah, Ma... while living in Northgate..”.

Ani paused for a moment and looked at Gala strangely. The time of a Gala whose mediocre economy lived in a luxury area? “Northgate Apartment? Not that I read earlier, you live in West Jakarta?”

Cold sweat began to condense from the Gala temple. “A-anu... I live the same... My other family is there in the meantime…. You see.. again there is a robbery case near where I live..”.

“Bloom?” Ani looked at Gala with a surprised face. “Wah.. If I were you, I would also serve da.”

Gala breathed a sigh of relief. Ani believed her spontaneous babbling had just appeared in her head earlier. He was never used to lying to people like this.

As if it was not completely covered, Gala added, “Iya, Mom. Yesterday the victim was killed. That's why I'm afraid to stay there.”

“Kok I never heard the news, huh?”

The deg! Gala started to wave. One big mistake he added lies again on top of his little lies.

“Ah yes. I don't want to read any weird news this morning either. By the way, this is your table yes,” said Ani while inviting to reach the cubicle table and empty work chair, which is intended for her.

Ani then pointed at the people who were in the same room as her. “This is Anton.. That one is Gio, and he's Daniar. You are the admin purchasing, later your work.”.

Ani explains the Gala job desk is long and wide. While Gala did not concentrate at all because she could not wait to go to the toilet. The shirt without the brand makes the skin feel sultry.

“Nah, so it's all yes. Your e-mail and password again made the same IT. If you have any questions, ask me or Daniar. He is the procurement admin who will teach you later. And that,” said Ani while pointing to the Purchasing Manager room, “is your boss room. Mr. Hendra's name is. Lunch later usually in the cafeteria, we do not have dining facilities, so have to buy your own.”

“Good, Ms. Ani. Thanks..”.

The woman who became the assistant manager of personnel then left Gala in the room.

When Gala landed her ass in her work chair, Daniar came straight to her. “Hai... I Daniar..”.

“I Gala, Mbak.” said as he bent his body slightly and welcomed the woman's hand to be greeted. This gesture he noticed from Mr. Hasan when he introduced himself to him.

“Ten more minutes, huh? I work on this, aja.”

“Yes, I wait. By the way, where's the toilet, Ma'am?”

“From this exit, straight, turn left.”

“Still,” said Gala who will stand.

Suddenly, Daniar pulled Gala's arm so that she returned to her position that she was about to move out of the room. “Eh, beware of Mr. Indra.”

Gala immediately straightened her body while looking at the door tensely. His heart rate was crazy and his hands were getting wet.

Right now, he is very nervous. They had met once but only briefly.. But, what if Indra recognized him?

“For Pak Indra,” says Gio, Anton and Dania together. Gala, inevitably, also bowed her head clumsily to the burly Indra.

“Who is this, Dan?” ask Indra to Daniar.

“Oh, this is Mr. Eko's nephew. New employee here, sir. His name is Gala.”.

“Ohhh...” Indra then turned to Gala. “I Indra..”.

“I Gala...” Gala greeted the man when he thrust his hand.

Then Indra put her hand into her pants pocket, staring at Gala intensely with narrowed eyes.

“I've seen you. You are..”

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