
A few months ago...
Ayna walked out of the Mall. He smiled at the box he had bought from inside. The woman immediately stored it in a bag, when her phone rang.
"Yes, Mas. Where are you?"
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"Ok. I'm waiting near the entrance." Ayna said, then decided on the call shortly.
"Yinya..." Said someone patting his shoulder.
Ayna turned her head and looked at the face of the person who patted her shoulder.
"Milk..." Ayna said she saw Aca, her college friend.
"It turns out you were right Ayna. I was afraid of the wrong people." She said it was nice to meet an old friend.
"What are you doing here?" Ask Aca later.
"Wait for my girlfriend." Answer Ayna.
Aca nodded.
"You?" Ayna asked.
"Same, Ay." The answer.
While waiting for the person they were waiting for, they chatted.
"Where do you work, Ay?" Ask Aca.
"In Successful Groups."
"Is there a vacancy there? I'm not fucking around, Ay." Saying to me while laughing.
"I don't know either, Ca. Just let me see it again. Send me your number, later if there's a vacancy, I'll let you know." Say Ayna immediately.
"really. Ayna is indeed the best friend and not arrogant." Aca gave me her mobile number.
"If there's any I'll call ya, Ca. You just don't expect it either." Ayna said she didn't want to if Aca hoped.
"Yes yes, Ay." Aca understands.
"Mas Arga's..." Ayna smiled as she waved her hand looking at Arga who was not far from her.
"Sorry, Ay. Have you been waiting a long time?" Ask Arga, Ayna had refused to be picked up at home.
"No. Oh yea... Mas, get to know this, Aca, the campus friend first." Ayna introduced Arga to Aca.
"Ca.. This is Arga my boyfriend." Ayna said back.
"I'm Aca, Ayna's college friend." And Aca extended her hand.
But. the helping hand was not welcome, Arga just nodded his head. The embarrassed Aca immediately pulled her hand.
"Come, Ay. We're in." Bring Arga in right away.
"Ca.. We go first." Pamit Ayna waved her hand.
"Yes.be careful. Don't forget to let me know."
"OK."
Ayna and Arga are in a cafe. They enjoyed the menu.
"Mas, is there a vacancy?" Tanya Ayna on the sidelines eating it.
"The tunnel? who for?" Ask Arga while devouring her food.
"That was for my friend, the Aca. He's looking for a job." Ayna.
"Hmmm..." Arga seemed to think. "I don't know." Answer Arga immediately.
"Tomorrow I see no vacancy." Ayna said she wanted to help her friend.
"Let your friend find out for yourself."
"And I'm just helping to give you info, how do you know there are vacancies in our office, Mas. Whether or not it can come in depends on him."
"Yes. yeah... Finish your food." Arga shook Ayna's chin.
"Oh yeah, I have something for Mas Arga."
"What's that?" Arga asked curiously to see Ayna reach into her bag.
"It's..." He took the box out of the bag. "Hopefully yes, Mommy."
Arga opened the box. He smiled at the contents, a watch.
Ayna put the watch on Arga.
"Thank you, Ay." Arga said happily, Ayna gave him a watch. He has never liked to wear a watch. But, because of the gift of the lover, he will always wear it.
"Suitable, Mas. My Argaku is getting more handsome." Praise Ayna.
"You just exist. Does this watch have pellets, so when worn can be handsome." Arga shook his head.
"Indeed, this watch I gave you a pellet, Mas." Ayna said with a serious face.
"Pellets? you don't joke." Arga said in disbelief. Masa Ayna put pellets on her.
"Yes, I love my love pellets." Ayna said widening her smile.
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A few days later, Aca called Ayna.
"Yinya..." Screech the Aca when the call is connected.
"Why, Ca?" Ask Ayna in a confused tone. Aca suddenly called him while screaming.
"I'm accepted. We're going to one office."
"Well, congratulations Ca."
"Thank you, Ay. I'll buy you a payday."
"Ready-prepared. I wait for you." Ayna said as she climbed onto her bed.
"What part of you work?" Tanya Ayna was curious. Because of the vacancy information he had given, many parts were empty.
"I was applying to be a marketing staff, but I was offered to be a secretary. Because he's paid more, I'll take it, Ay." Aca told me while laughing. He's no hypocrite, if it's for the money.
"Congratulations, Ca." Ayna was happy. "You're the spirit of his work, I'm waiting for his treat."
"Hehe... Ok, ok."
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Aca exhaled softly as the deputy manager led her into a room. Yeah, the manager's room.
"Sir Arga, this is the new secretary who replaces your old secretary."
'He? it's Ayna's boyfriend, right?' Aca was shocked to see that Manager who turned out to be Arga.
"My name is Aca Anindita, I will be the secretary of the Father. Please guide her." Aca lowered the coconut for a moment.
The Deputy Manager explained all his work. He listened while noting the important parts.
Days passed, and she worked professionally as a secretary to the cold, talkative man. Arga only talks when it matters and that gets straight to the point.
Aca entered the Arga room while carrying some files.
"Sir, here..." Aca held her head, suddenly her head was dizzy. The file in his hand fell.
"Are you okay?" Tanya Arga held back the body of Aca who was about to fall.
"Sorry, Sir. I-I'm okay." She tried to stand up.
Arga pushed Aca onto the sofa.
"Have you had breakfast?" Arga asked after sitting Aca on the sofa.
Aca shakes.
"Before going to the office breakfast first. Just trouble."
Aca lowered her head.
"Eat." Arga handed over food to Aca.
"No need, sir. I'll eat nan-"
"Eat it now. Today's work is quite a lot, I don't want to go overtime."
"Good, sir." Aca stood up while carrying the food.
"Where are you going?" Ask Arga to see that Aca is leaving.
"Exit Sir. I'll eat this at my table."
"Pentire it here. Do you want to be warned about eating during work hours?"
She nodded and sat back. He opened the meal too.
"Sir A-Arga, if I eat this. How was your lunch?" Aca was uncomfortable.
"I can eat out."
Aca exhaled, all Arga's words were so cold.
'Why can Ayna like this cold guy?'
While eating the Aca looked at Arga who returned to continue his work.
The man looked busy and very focused.
Arga's eyes looked at Aca, from earlier he felt uncomfortable, like someone was looking at him.
Aca immediately averted her gaze, as those eyes looked towards her.
Deg
Deg
Deg
Aca's heart was pounding, like one caught off guard. Caught staring at the person being stared at.
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