Pelita Hati Bunda
Meeting an Ex

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My eyes turned towards the door when the door opened, Devan sir who opened it from the outside. Is he really going to fire me now? Is it true that he doesn't want me to work here anymore?

I looked with courage, I was not afraid at all. Now that I will always hold my head up to anyone, I do not want to be humbled by anyone even if it is my own superior.

"As punishment for being late you have to follow me all day, you must not go home until I allow you to."

"And yes, in the afternoon there will be a meeting with new colleagues from the Pratama company, and in the afternoon there is a High School reunion event you must come with me."

His words were so cold yet so affirming.

"Ma..."

"Don't accept protests and don't accept rejections, if you still want to work here follow my orders, otherwise you'll have your things sorted out and get out of here."

I'm still gawking yet to answer and Mr. Devan has come back out like I really can't resist anymore.

Mr. Devan did not turn his head at all and did not stop even for a moment for sure because he did not want to hear my reason.

"How about this, I should go home early right? Otherwise Ara would be sad. Hem, hopefully the end is not night and I can still take Ara to the park."

I was really scared, Ara would be so sad and disappointed if I didn't take her to the park.

But how, I still desperately need this job I can't possibly go out and be able to find more work than this and also in a short time.

"I'm sorry mommy, son, I hope you can go home on time and can take you to the park" I murmured.

I massage my temples, it feels so tired. It's only been two days like this how it feels for years? Will I be strong for as long as I face Mr. Devan?

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I continue to be professional in my work, I do not like pleasantries and do not like to talk about things that are not important. Let Mr. Devan consider me a proud woman, that's his right.

On the way we were silent, busy with each other's work. I went back to checking the files that were going to be used in the meeting in a moment while Mr. Devan he focused on driving.

I don't know what the purpose is when he has a driver but why instead choose to drive alone and now just go alone. I hope there is no bad intention in his head.

"Nay, what does your husband do?"

I look lazy, husband? I'm the laziest when I talk about him again. Want me to forget him even if Ara could also have to forget him. Wasn't he never there for us?

"It's not your business" I answered.

"Or don't what I think is true?"

"It's not your business either."

"Do you have any problems with your husband to the point that every time I ask about him you look really upset, does he really exist?"

Why do I feel Mr. Devan is so chatty at the moment, he just keeps asking me things that are not important.

"I'm sorry, your questions are out of work so there's no answer" I replied the more I didn't like it if someone kept exploring my truth too far.

"OK," Mr. Devan refocused, he no longer spoke.

Until he arrived at the meeting place, Devan continued to be silent, he really did not ask anything more. Thank God he wants to be professional.

Arriving at one of the cafes our steps began to enter. I walked behind Mr. Devan with a file and my work laptop.

His pace was so fast I was so hard to catch up to him. Even though I was wearing pants, I still couldn't equalize her footsteps. Moreover, his legs are so level.

This is where we are in the VIP room where we have a special message for a meeting with a new colleague, he said from the Pratama company.

"Do you want to order food first?" Ask.

"Ti..."

"Mom!" His shouting. Not yet I finished answering him again cut him off. If you will finally order without permission why should you use asking?

"Lemon tea two and spaghetti two." Her speech.

Really, he didn't ask me what I wanted to drink and what I wanted to eat but he just ordered it? Fuck up!

"Well, sir," the ma'am noted what Mr. Devan ordered and then left.

It looks like Mr. Devan is smiling a little while I'm just indifferent to the file I took out and went back to check. I don't want to make any mistake this is my first meeting with Mr. Devan. Hopefully it won't disappoint.

"Good day, Mr. Devan," I heard someone come and say hello.

Degs...

My heart beats, I know that voice is the same person? I raised my face to make sure that the person who came and who was shaking hands with Mr. Devan and greeted each other.

"Good day, Mr. Aditya."

'Aditya?' my inner.

My eyes are getting more and more nailed to see it. His face was a little different he was cleaner and also more contained now. His smile, how he spoke, and also his voice were still the same.

"Nay, let's introduce he's Mr. Aditya Wilman. The leader in the company Pratama Mr. Pratama's son-in-law."

The wound came back so quickly, the anger was so great and I wanted to slap it. Teach a lesson to an irresponsible man like himself.

I stood up slowly, eyes never coming out full of anger and hatred. Just let everyone know, especially Mr. Devan, let him know that the person he is proud of right now is nothing more than a traitor.

Mas Aditya also looked surprised to see me, his eyes were round and his smile had faded.

"Nay, he's our new colleague."

I don't seem to care what Mr. Devan says, my eyes are still focused on the silent Aditya mas, maybe he was shocked and could not believe that he would finally meet me. His ex-wife whom he divorced unilaterally.

I approached and my hands slowly raised in front of everyone. I'm sure Mr. Devan thought I'd regret it but that's not what I wanted to do.

Plakkkp....

Once a slap in the face mas Aditya surprised all who were there including Mr. Devan.

"Day! you realize what you're doing!?" Mr. Devan's eyes glared at me but I didn't care. I'm content to do it.

The pain of my slap was incomparable to the deep wounds he had inflicted on me.

My tears flowed after, there was a sense of satisfaction but there was a sense of regret. I don't regret hitting him but I'm sorry that I went with Mr. Devan and met him.

"Sorry, I have to go" I grabbed my bag and all my files and my laptop. I quickly ran.

"Nay, Nay!" Mr. Devan kept calling me but I remained indifferent. I kept running with a hard cry to stop.

"Sir, sorry for my secretary's treatment. For this meeting we will delay. Once again I'm sorry, I can't continue the meeting without my secretary," Mr. Devan's voice I still hear but I still don't care.

"Day!" There were quick footsteps and the faster I was sure it was Mr. Devan. As for Aditya, I did not hear his voice. He really is a coward, isn't he?

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Seriate....