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Ave and Zaid no longer meet in the office. They are busy with their own work. Because Ave is no longer angry with him, Zaid chose to concentrate on taking care of The Crown's problems that have recently increased.
In recent months, the project received by The Crown has experienced a sharp decline. Worsening economic conditions, plus a growing number of competitors, caused Zaid's company to lose several important clients.
Not once has The Crown had a problem. It's just that lately Zaid's focus is divided between the company and his heart. During this time with a planned strategy step, Zaid can solve everything. But when it comes to Ave, he always gets surprising results. People say, sometimes we have to choose between love or work.
But Zaid didn't want to choose. He wants everything to go well. Thankfully, Ave is an easygoing type of girl, whose anger is easily muted. Today he can go back to the pile of files on his desk. But not to forget, he typed on the agenda of his phone to remember the important things he had to do with Ave.
Shopped.
Something so simple can mean a lot if done with a lover of the heart. Zaid now understood the meaning of that sentence. Her smile loomed the last time she shopped with Ave. The little incident was so deep in his heart. Remembered on Ave's careless face while accidentally retrieving ******. But he understood, Ave likes sweet food.
"Why, Sir?" ask Jenny astonished. He was reading Zaid's schedule when he saw his boss smiling to himself.
"Ah... Oh no, Jen. There's nothing. Keep going!" sahut Zaid shook his head.
Jenny just looked down, went back to reading. Also holding a smile. He knew it must have been Ave who turned that cold face into that warm one. Hazmi who was sitting on the sofa, with a pile of documents to check scattered in front of her also turned her head and smiled. But his eyes glanced at Jenny. Two men who are both enjoying the beauty of falling in love.
Before 4 p.m., Zaid had already stood up leaving his study. With happiness clearly drawn on his face, he greeted at once saying goodbye to all Management staff. As soon as the Boss entered the elevator, the four men of different ages started gossiping.
"Now the Boss is coming home fast and on."
"And always go to the 7th floor first."
"Gue yeah. Even if Ave says he's just a chef or just a friend or just a guy, he won't believe it. What about Mr Wiryo? Do you really feel this?" akbar.
Mr. Wiryo who was still typing, stopped and nodded. "There are how many times I have told Mas Akbar to be careful when joking with Ave."
Denny patted Akbar on the shoulder. "Makany Bar... I told you Boss has a crush on Ave, uh you're still dabbling with him. Ave moved on. So quiet again here!"
"Well, still mending Boss to the 7th floor, so we don't see if they're friendly anymore. Lah thatuu's... " Akbar glanced at Jenny's desk while pointing with his lip code, the other three pairs of eyes belonging to the male staff of Management followed the direction of the code.
Hazmi is leaning against Jenny's desk, half-sitting sideways. His hand played the girl's hair boy who was typing. The two chatted, chuckled and occasionally threw gazes at each other. It was obvious happiness belonged to them, forgetting the four men of different ages who were staring in envy. Like a pair of pigeons in love.
The four people who were in the same room with them seemed to be forgotten. They both sighed, only able to throw helpless gazes at each other. Even Mr. Wiryo, the only family among them, could only shake his head.
While their Boss was walking excitedly out of the elevator, a little tried to control the smile on his face. From Jenny's information, Ave was ready to go with her. But that girl promised to go to the 8th floor. Unfortunately, Zaid was impatient.
Ave is worried that if Zaid comes, he will get in trouble with the girls in Creative. All day long, they've been stopping by Ave's desk repeatedly. Ask around. What time does the man start eating? Do women visit often? What is his favorite food? Even to ask when Zaid sleeps at night?
"Oh, sweet and beautiful Ave's parents. Ave was coming home just by the side, not through the house. If again cooking, Mr. Zaid never helped or nongol to the kitchen. When you're done, Ave calls and Mr. Zaid eats. After that, he went back to his room or office. Ave did not dare to disturb," Ave's story half lied. He could die if he told me everything in all honesty.
Disappointment accompanied by a long sigh was heard, before one by one returned to their respective work desks.
"But, you promise me to go to Mr. Zaid's house, " said Alina reminded from the next door.
Ave leaned her body. "But Ma'am himself has permission. Mr. Zaid was angry with Ave. Ave don't dare."
Alina nodded excitedly. Ave breathed a sigh of relief, then began to tidy up her workbench. He has to get to Zaid's room before he gets here.
But before long, the sound of running footsteps rang out, making Ave look up towards the entrance. Two young girls ran in.
"There's Mr Zaid! There's Mr. Zaid!" said one of them while running towards his desk, while the other was busy getting ready.
The contrasting scene happened in unison on the special floor of the young creators. If men smile amusedly, improve their sitting position and get busy with their work, young girls do the opposite.
Some wear lipstick at the speed of light, some fix their hair with a comb that comes out of nowhere, someone straightened his back staring at the computer monitor screen when just busy calling someone who was cut off just like that. Even as Ave glanced at Alina, the girl had already finished dyeing her lips like she had sucked up blood, put all the snacks that were scattered on the table and replace the display monitor from the rows of bags of the latest model with a storyboard sketch.
Not playing great influence of the Snow Prince!
"Hey!"
The pat on Ave's shoulder made him turn to the patter. He was too absorbed in looking around him to see that Zaid was already behind.
"Sore, Mr. Zaid!" greet Alina with the best smile. Zaid simply nodded and returned a glance at Ave.
"the hunt! It's afternoon! Put it on again!" it was relaxing, not caring about the surroundings.
Ave who was unkind to all the girls on the 7th floor, turned to Alina. At least he needs to fix things. "You want to follow me, brother? Ave same Mr. Zaid wants to shop." The call made Zaid's eyes darken a little.
Alina's mouth was ready to answer but Zaid interrupted faster.
"You're paid to work, Ve! Not to tell anyone else!"
"But I don't mind, sir. I can also help you," Alina said expectantly. His eyes are shining brightly. Hope also appeared in the hearts of the girls around them.
Zaid looked at Alina. "He is accompanied by work like to visit, Lin. This is if not supervised by me, the shopping must not be appropriate. Frogs." Then he approached Alina, patting her on the shoulder twice. "I'd rather see your sketch than see your precious hand hurt by cooking" he continued. A happy smile full of love splashed on Alina's face.
Ave's eyes panned irritatedly with her lips clenched as thin as possible. When Zaid turned back to him, the man only glanced at him indifferently while pulling his hand. "Buruan!" his orders were impatient with a harsh tone.
With a pouting face, Ave followed Zaid's steps. Mood Ave deteriorated immediately. He didn't expect Zaid to be so sweet with another girl. Fucking boys! I can't see a pretty girl!
"Sorry Ve, if not so, then they will even benefit you," Zaid explained as the car rolled towards the hypermarket.
"So you know if they like you?"
Zaid looked at it. "You think I'm as stupid as you don't know? I'm different, Ve. Now.you don't tell me I know you love me."
"Didn't be spiciness!" Ave threw away face. But the girl did not argue as usual.
Zaid just laughed. Another bit.
When he arrived at the hypermarket, Ave's spirit had already returned. As a real woman, shopping is the best me time that is always anticipated. He immediately pulled out a grocery list. He cheerfully pulled the basket and entered. Zaid followed his steps from the side. The atmosphere in the large supermarket was a little crowded, but not too dense.
Ave laughed a little. "Yes, sir. Ave tell you yes, sir... The three sentences she liked the most were You're pretty, I love you and Let's go shopping!"
"Then... You are very pretty, I love you, and let's go shopping, Ve!" whispered lightly Zaid then walked towards the ranks of the trolley, taking the front trolley, leaving Ave standing with a smiling smile looking at the Snow Prince. Ave's haste follows Zaid's steps.
They went straight to the side dishes. Ave began to notice low-temperature shelves containing various types of meat, fish and marine animals.
"Sir, can you eat shrimp?" ask Ave.
Zaid nodded.
Ave shrugged his shoulders. "But Ave can't. So don't do it. If it's a snapper?"
No matter Ave's question, Zaid asked back, "Why can't you eat shrimp? Allergies?"
Ave nodded. "Yep, shrimp and squid. If the others can."
"mmm... " She was silent again. Recorded that valuable information in his memory. He had heard allergies can cause a person can not breathe and may be fatal.
"If this can eat right, sir?" ave asked while pointing at the pile of fish on the ice in front of them.
"Whatever, Ve. I have no food."
Then Ave started to choose. After choosing he again asked, "Sir, Ave can shop quite a lot? Let's stock the fridge."
Zaid nodded back. "Please wait whatever you are, Ve. If you want to buy candy or snacks too, or whatever you want to eat, just take it!"
"Ashiiik! Thank you, handsome man!" pekik Ave happy.
A young couple standing not far from them overheard the conversation. Moreover, the appearance of both of them really attracted the eyes. The tall and handsome man, casually pushed the trolley. While in front of the trolley, a beautiful, fashionable-dressed woman was busy picking and picking things off the shelves.
The fat wife looked at her husband. "That's it... And that wife is so! Buy what is being given. What to eat."
The husband remained silent. Just throwing an envious look at Ave and Zaid. Of course he would do the same if he had a wife as beautiful as a woman who was busy choosing the vegetable.
As Ave promised, he intended to choose a new bath soap for Zaid.
"Sir, Sir! Here come! This is a special soap guy. Which one do you want? Or want an old brand?" ask Ave while pointing to the rows of bottles and bath soap sachets on the shelf.
"As far as you are, Ve. Choose whichever fragrance you like, for you and for me, "said Zaid with a smile. That's when the phone vibrated. Zaid took the phone out of his jacket pocket.
The couple was also picking on the same shelf. The wife looked back at her husband. "That's a good husband. Same choice of wife! Any soap would be welcome!"
The husband could only sigh in resignation, staring in envy at Zaid. Obviously he wanted to, because the wife of the young man in front of him chose a brand of bath soap and expensive shampoo specifically for men. Unlike his wife, who chose cheap bath soap as she pleased. When he said he didn't like it, his wife even thought he was too choosy.
When they finished, the two stood together. Zaid is still busy with his phone, so no longer pay attention to the shopping cart that continues to be filled with food and drinks favorite Ave. He just nodded in agreement every time Ave asked for permission.
Then, a message came in again. This time Zaid's face emitted a cold aura. He looked at Ave with a bad feeling. "Ve, I have to go to the studio now. Maya wants to see me."
Ave nods. "No problem, sir. Go then! Ave already told you that Maya is filming today. Must have been mengambek if not accompanied by the Father."
"I keep eating at home."
"Yes, yeah... Just there, you go! Ave can go home alone. Waiting for the same heart. Who patiently takes care of his girlfriend, Mr handsome! Ave wait at home," Ave said a little jokingly.
Zaid nodded while throwing a small smile. Not to forget he took the card from inside his wallet, then whispered a pin to the girl. Ave nodded in understanding. After that Zaid left with hurried steps.
The same couple earlier, right behind Ave also heard that short chat again. This time it was not the wife who spoke, but the husband. "Well that's it... So that wife is like that. Her husband wants to meet her boyfriend and is supported. Waiting at home again. Mamah want anything too Papa follow if it can be like that, Mah!" he was cheerful with a big smile.
The wife turned her head, throwing a sharp look ."Look out for Papa to be brave!"
While Ave looked back, looking at the couple in confusion before shrugging his shoulders. What a strange couple!
After paying for all the groceries, Ave returns home in a taxi. Arriving home, not forgetting he called Lily. Ask about his little nephew.
"Hp's race, Ve! Mas Ajie and Papa are confused not being able to contact you!" said Lily.
"Yes, Brother! Tomorrow is payday. Ave wants to buy his own money."
"Well, how do you keep your savings? Don't waste! Your mission will fail!"
"Please, Brother! Won't do. Ave has calculated well. Now Ave's job has moved to a better place. Ave can collect money from bonuses as well. The more projects, the more incentives."
"Well, that's amazing! But take care of your health, Ve! Not here tomorrow?"
"Weekend yes, brother. God willing!"
"Take Zaid too, Ve! Kangen greets him."
"Haha.... He's got a lot to do, brother. But this is Mr. Zaid nitip gift for Dedek," said Ave while staring at the box containing baby clothes that he chose on behalf of Zaid. Let it... Zaid said he wanted to give something to Lily.
After the call, as usual Ave prepared to cook. After arranging all the food stock into the refrigerator, he began to prepare the ingredients. But just a few minutes later, Ave started grimacing. A stabbing pain felt in the lower part of his waist. After a few seconds, the pain stopped. Ave was starting to worry.
He grabbed his phone and checked. Ah yes, it's time for her monthly guests to come. Ave forgot about it because of his recent flurry. Ave's hands were immediately busy turning off the stove, and returned to her room with a glass of water.
But the painkillers that were usually available in her bag were up and Ave forgot to buy a new one.
The pain came again. This time I gave up. He chose to lie down for a while until the pain stopped.
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