Sandriana, My Lovely Sist

Sandriana, My Lovely Sist
Part 15's. As Complex as This


Sandro's mood is really bad today. At the first meeting in the office the CEO scolded everyone from company officials to OB who arranged the meeting room, not least all the secretaries. All their work was not right in the eyes of the Young Master.


When the first meeting was over, Sandro returned to his room, as soon as he sat in his seat of power Sandro was greeted by the ringing of his salary left at the table. Sandro looked annoyed, he took his salary and decided to answer the call of the lover who now sounded more and more often and felt disturbing.


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"What's wrong?"


There was a very clear irritated tone in that voice.


“San... you finally answered me..”.


Although the heart was slightly sliced at the way Sandro answered but Emma was relieved Sandro raised the call this time.


“You're terrorizing me now Em, what do you mean? It bothers me. If you don't stop it, I'll block your number. Don't turn into a bully, Em..”


The cold voice with the sharp words of a lover became like a piercing knife.


“San?? Why is your sentence so rude? You're hurting me. I won't call again and again if you answer it from the first time. You are also not usually like this, you always answer my phone..Our relationship was fine before, you changed San..”.


Emma's voice that sounded like she was about to cry made Sandro silent, trying to calm his heart that was being controlled by emotions since then. No one closed the call but for a few seconds they just heard each other's breathing signal they were still connected.


“San..”


Emma called her lover slowly, wanting to know how far they could still continue this long-distance conversation.


“Ya..”


Sandro answered short, still managing his emotions.


“What's wrong if I want to talk to you? Did you forget I was your lover?”


“Ahh... I.. sorry Em...” Sandro voice softens.


Emma sobbed when she heard Sandro's apology. This was the first time in their relationship that something like this happened. Getting closer is not easy. Ever since she said her wish for this, ever since she wanted their relationship to be more worthy as a lover, it felt like from that moment on she found the other side of Sandro.


Sandro could listen to Emma's bated crying voice, trying to remember as hard as what the sentence had been said that made Emma sob. For the first time they interact with this kind of emotion, so Sandro doesn't know how to respond to Emma now but he can't close the call, she's just been made aware of some of Emma's sentences about their relationship at what level.


"What's wrong if I expect our relationship to be warmer San? We've been together for three years.Why did you refuse when I wanted this? You asked me to marry you, now that I respond by bringing our relationship in that direction, I think it's perfectly natural that I even call you five times a day..."


Emma said quietly with a trembling voice in the middle of her stuffing.


"Sorry Em, I didn't realize I was hurting you..."


"Well, I'm trying to understand this. We're still awkward about getting into the relationship that I want. But I think you want it too San, we're already at the stage of preparing for marriage... we should get used to each other to increase our concern for each other..."


Sandro is cornered here, he's made sure in him since last night that he doesn't have a shred of love for Emma. I don't know why they could be lovers. All he remembered after several business meetings, several times they attended official invitations and agreed to come as a couple. What she remembers as well, she spontaneously agrees when Emma asks her into a serious relationship. And what he remembered was that they had never demanded each other's attention in these three years, only to be committed to their serious relationship.


And when she realized that she never had any feelings for Emma, why would Emma demand that they go any further?


In the past, discussing about marriage with Emma can go well and calm seenteng and as light as discussing the issue of stock fluctuations. Now Sandro feels like he's in a trap of never thinking before that Emma would expect improvement even seem to start trying to deepen their relationship. While in her heart now the concept of the relationship Emma was discussing was not at all something she wanted.


"Do I have to talk about this openly? Isn't that too rude? She just cried... Why can a feeling problem be this complicated?"


Sandro was only able to speak in his heart now.


"San? Why are you quiet?"


Sandro regained consciousness, his black device still stuck to his right ear.


"Ah... Em, I'm having a little trouble here, maybe we'll talk some other time..."


"Alright, I understand now why you spoke so harshly... It's not you I know..all right.but please answer my phone call like before, I promise I'll try better as your lover... I'm sorry I didn't care about you before, I suddenly turned out to surprise you..."


"Ahh?? Uh. I'm closing Em..."


"Yes... I love you..."


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Suddenly Sandro felt dizzy, he leaned his head against his chair while closing his eyes, until he thought of something that could calm him down.


"Timo, have Dria make me some coffee..."


"Master... Uh... Non Dria isn't here..."


"Where's the knight going?"


"Eh... Non Dria hasn't come to the office since this morning."


Sandro opened his eyes while straightening his back.


"meaning?"


"Non Dria didn't go to work, sir."


"Didn't Dria leave before us?"


"No sir. when you're angry about Aud*i's car... There's a Non Dria there."


Sandro's two eyelids lifted and now looked straight at Timo. He remembered seeing Dria earlier. Seeing Timo's expression, this non-foolish Young Master immediately reasoned what had happened. Usually Dria will leave for the office through a side door that is directly related to the door to the garage, and this morning Dria was at the main door and the car caused her emotions and her heart became like this parked there, so...


"Over this... Dria used that car?"


Sandro asked in a low voice and with a heart somehow, Dria's expression was now reflected in her eyes, it was not an ordinary expression.


"Yes Sir... Non Dria chose the oldest car, and the Great Lord allowed it..."


"And Dria heard all my words?"


"Yes Sir. I had seen Non Dria crying. I think Non Dria was very guilty and maybe afraid to meet Mr... maybe because it was so Non Dria did not come..."


Yep... Timo accurately described Dria's expression.


"Ohhhh!!!"


Sandro yelled angrily at himself, then looked sharply at Timothy...


"Why didn't you tell me from the beginning Timothy????"


An emotion-laden voice came out like a rebuke for Timo.


"Sorry sir, you were so angry and didn't give us a chance to explain..."


Sandro stood up and stepped straight towards the glass wall that led out of the building. His feelings were mixed, upset and angry but also regretted all his words. He was eager to kick something but there was nothing near his feet that he could kick.


Why is everything going so badly today? Why is he doing this session? Emma's problem no longer bothered her, but Dria... Yes Sandro knows for sure right now Dria is crying sad and she is the cause of it, and suddenly sadness rules her heart, and now she wants to see Dria.


Sandro took his account and called Dria's number, several times trying to call only connected to the operator.


"Timo, call anyone at home, ask what Dria's condition is..."


"Yes Sir..."


Timo made a few calls. Sandro impatiently waited for Timo, he picked up his suit but did not use it anymore and walked out of the room.


"Tell me if you have any information, get the car ready, I'll go home..."


"Master... This is your bag..."


Timo quickly handed over the Young Master's personal belongings and immediately contacted Mulyo, and lastly he had to find out about Dria, this was precisely the urgent thing to do by him. Timo will not follow his Master, here it needs someone to arrange all things, the Young Master's heart and mind are being fixed on Non Dria, perhaps the Young Master who was in a state of disarray at the godly level would not return to the office again.


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