Swipe You, Swipe Me
The Knight of Pentacle and Five of Swords in Reverse

Bram pressed the elevator button to reach the ground floor, after submitting a proposal, he hoped to get a sponsor from Mitra Group Indo. Technology events that are often held become prestigious events in this city. As a pioneer of a new coffee business by becoming one of the F&Bs at the event is an opportunity to raise his "children" with a wider scope. Affairs will be accepted or not, he relies on the Life Regulator, which is important he is desperate to include his sponsorship proposal.

The elevator door opened and there was only one woman in the corner. Bram comes in and presses the G button on the panel. The cleanliness of this office really made him tickle in awe, even the elevator door in front of him could reflect the shadow of anyone clearly. Including the woman in the corner.

Bram glanced at the woman through the elevator door in front of him. The woman covered half of her face with a tissue in her hand, her other free hand clutching another pack of tissue. Bram just hopes the woman is not feeling nauseous and wants to vomit. Every now and then he heard a stifled cry, did the woman cry? Bram could not be sure, which he knew the woman's face was flushed as if holding something back.

The elevator doors opened and several people entered forcing Bram to retreat far back, right next to the woman. He accidentally nudged the woman until finally some time he turned to Bram. They stared for a moment but the woman again covered part of her face with a tissue and looked down.

Suddenly Bram remembers having met the woman. Yes, the woman on the motorcycle she helped turn on and just like now she was crying too. Is it really a hobby to cry?

***

The monitor above the elevator door displays the letter G, Bram has arrived, the group was out. But Bram did not even step out of the elevator nor did the woman beside him until the elevator was closed again.

"Ehem," Bram cleared his throat. "Whose floor is he going to? Let me push the button," Bram bargained.

"Hm?" Tara did not realize that she was the one being spoken to. He was not aware that the elevator he was riding had gone back up.

"What floor?" ask Bram again.

"La, the top last floor," replied Tara.

Bram pressed the number 15 and leaned against the elevator button panel, he could see the woman through the end of his eyes. Until they got to the 15th floor no one spoke. Bram's mind was running, why did this woman want to go to the top floor? Was crying anyway. Is he willing to commit suicide jumping out of this office? If it is his mind, I must prevent it.

"Till, ma'am," Bram said politely. He kept the door open.

"Thank you" said Tara. Then stepped out, after a distance Bram followed him.

Right, the woman walked towards the emergency staircase to climb onto the rooftop. Bram follows and keeps a safe distance. The atmosphere of the 15th floor was quite quiet compared to the other floors until the sound of the female steps could still be heard by her climbing the stairs. After hearing the door open and closed again, Bram just stepped on his steps.

He prepared himself if he saw the woman standing on the wall of this office ready to plunge. What he had to say to persuade the woman was not to do anything Bram thought. He held the door and opened it.

"Well, the air this morning was very cool" Bram threw as the door slammed open. It is certain that the woman is far from the wall to be ready to plunge down.

Tara turned to look at the young man, "You're following me?" he's surprised.

"Argh," Bram breathed air and stretched his body. "Think the morning air on the roof must be cooler and true. It's so cold here, "Bram ruffled his waist and looked towards the urban landscape that there are more buildings than green space. Actually, it is not cool as he said, the wind in the rooftop is too strong for the size of the morning.

Tara still looked at him a little wary.

"Bram," he cried out over the roar of the wind. "Me, Bram. You?"

For a moment the woman hesitated, "Tara!" shouted back.

"Huh? Hi, Rara!" his yell.

"STAR!!" the correction.

"OH... HI TARA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" bram asked, his throat hurting because he had to speak against the roar of the wind. Tara just kept quiet and didn't respond. Bram decides to come closer, he hopes Tara forgets her intentions when she comes here.

"I asked, what are you doing here?" the question returned after feeling the distance they did not need Bram's effort to scream.

"It's none of your business, I don't know you anyway. Instead I feel threatened for my safety because both of you," said Tara took several steps back.

"Woah, calm down," faced his hands to the girl. "I have no intention of bothering you. Really," Bram tried to convince.

"Look," Bram took out his pocket, which was nothing, even took off his suit and turned around.

"What are you doing to undress?" tara panicked.

Bram gets confused, "I just showed I didn't carry any weapons to hurt you, Tara. See, right?"

"I can't believe it, you could've abused me. We're just the two of us here" Tara circulated her gaze throughout her office rooftop.

"That's just your mind, Tara. I thought you wanted to jump from the height of this office, which is why I'm here. Prevent you," said Bram, finally choosing to be honest.

Tara still looked at her vigilantly, but she stared back at Tara until the wave-haired woman's gaze changed towards her.

"You think I'm going to waste my life plunging in? I'm not that stupid and too cowardly to do it" Tara said, taking her eyes off Bram.

"Suicide is a futile act, you know," Bram said. "Life has given you much, better to enjoy. Rather than die silly, you'd better survive even if you don't do anything."

Tara's chest rippled, Rendi had said something similar to what Bram said today. He cursed himself, why all the things he received, heard and saw must continue to be linked to his former lover. He felt tired.

***

They both sat at a distance. Lean on the walls that shade until they are not too exposed to sunlight. Bram turned his body around to face Tara, "you feel better?"

Tara turned her head, she noticed some of her interlocutor's face was exposed to sunlight. "Yes, better."

"You better get on with work," Bram glanced at his watch, took his suit and reached out to help Tara get up.

"It's good to meet you, Tara. Although the moment was a bit well yes." kekeh Bram and Tara also laughed.

It's pretty!

"Until we meet again, if we can meet again," said Bram again reached out.

Tara greeted him, "yes, see you again."

***

Tara rubbed her forehead, a little dizzy. The pizza had dried on the box. The clock shows at 22:45pm which is why he orders food online.

"Mr Tara hasn't come home yet?" mr. Sapto's question surprised him.

"Jeez, Mr. Sapto," Tara massaged her chest.

"It's late, mad." Sapto saw the time marker in his hand. "You want a taxi?"

"Let's order an Uber, sir." Tara saved her work and started working on her desk. "My father thought he was home."

"Yet, mbak. I'm on the night shift," he said.

"Oh, that's it, sir. I'm home, sir. Thank you for the night, if there is ginger tea made sir let's not catch a cold," suggested Tara as they walked towards the elevator.

"Yes, ma'am Tara. I went around again, yes mbak," she said.

"Oh ain't it coming down?" Tara held the elevator door button open.

"Mbak, go first. Come on, ma'am," she said.

The elevator door closed for 2 minutes to reach the ground floor. Tara ordered her Uber and waited for the elevator door to open. Bang Yusuf, stand at the exit gate.

"Ih, the bang Yusuf is very much the same old man," said Tara as she scanned her employee card.

"What do you do, mbak?" Joseph corrected his standing.

"The old man's time was told to go around, bang Ucup dong."

"Who is traveling, Mbak?" tanyanya's confused.

"No, sir Sapto. It went up to the 8th floor and continued around" Tara said.

"Ih, I'm not the wrong person. Mr. Sapto again shifts daylight on him. Envious of me he can sleep well at night. I would also like to take my wife," bang Ucup laughed at her honesty as a newlywed.

"Seriously, bang Cup?" Tara shuddered her romantic feathers standing up.

"Serius, who take care of me, Ikhlas, Boy with Yanto," his absence. "On that muter, the most Bang Ato at the gate."

"Well that means who told me who, bang Cup?" the panic.

"Don't let me be demit too, ma'am," Yusuf deliberately made his face expressionless.

"Ah, don't be kidding, ah," Tara smacked Joseph's arm slowly and laughed.

"Yes, a good idea mbak, it's already 11 hours past the time still want to work continuously. Tomorrow can still go on" said Yusuf.

"Yes, it's bang. I go first, yeah. Thank you for taking care of this mallem, greetings to others." Tara draped a hundred thousand in Joseph's hand, "make the rum-rame cringe yes."

"Oh thank you, mbak. Be careful on the road" he said.

Tara walked over to the manual glass door, as the automatic door stopped working at 21:00 and will be operating again from 06:00 a.m. Mas Ato, who had a conversation with an Uber driver, stopped immediately when he saw Tara coming out of the building.

"Bak, the Uber has arrived" he exclaimed.

"Oh, thanks to Ato" replied Tara.

"So I already love wejangan mbak let the road slowly and can not macem-macem the same, mbak Tara," he said.

"Thank you, yeah. I've been tipped to the Ucup bang for the entrails guard tonight," Tara said as she opened the passenger door.

"Oh, ready, ma'am. Thanks, be careful on the road. Mr. carefully," Ato's lyrics to the driver's glass.

"Beres, A.." said the Uber driver. "Mister Tara?" tanyanya glanced towards the rearview mirror.

"Yes sir, according to the location yes," said Tara.

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