The Azkia Wound Flakes
Kevin's Tactics

Nicolas works as a regular employee. His life includes standardization as in general. Although working as a design staff, Nicolas is classified as an ordinary employee and for many years, his work is not as brilliant as before. At the beginning of his work, Nicolas spilled many ideas that were not limited until many praised his work. But now, the designs that Nicolas produces tend to be monotonous and colorless. 

"Why, Nic? No more ideas?" ask his coworkers who noticed Nicolas since just brained - swipe at the mouse and keyboard. Nicolas exhaled with slightly sleepy eyes.

"Yes. I'm so sleepy if there's no such idea."

"Just go to the stairs first, then come back for an idea." 

"Jas. I will be back soon" said Nicolas from his seat. On the emergency stairs, there are usually some employees who take a short break to just smoke or chat. Although sometimes it has been banned by the building, but there are still some employees who take the opportunity.

"Ikutan smokes, Mas" said one of the other employees. 

"Yes, please, Mas." replied Nicolas smiling. 

After lighting a cigarette, Nicolas starts smoking it. 

"From which company, Mas? I've never seen it on this floor." Nicolas asked the man.

"I'm from Go advertising company!Advertising, Mas. I'm looking for clients on the phone" replied the man who also smoked his cigarette. 

"Ohh yeah, Go!Advertisements. This floor company is also yes." said Nicolas understood.

"Yes. Mas. My own?" ask the man.

"I'm from Web Spider, Mas. We design the web belonging to that person." replied Nicolas explained. 

"Oh, it means Mas has made a lot of web people that is, Mas" said the man responded. 

"Yes, Mas. But I'm running out of ideas, Mom. It's been a few days." 

"Why, Mas?" 

"Yes. Something was stirring my heart, so my mind was deadlocked." 

"Oh, that's ordinary, Mas. I will get another idea too. Usually after smoking there is also an idea again, Mas" said the man gave support to Nicolas.

"Yes, Mas, easy - hopefully, if my heart improves my brain usually walk again" replied Nicolas chuckling. 

"Indeed, which person's Web Spider, Mas? Kalo Go's!The advertisement of the Sumatran there I was horrified." the man tried to provoke the conversation with Nicolas even deeper. 

"You don't know me, Mom. All I know is that he likes to speak English. But don't know either. Why is it, Mas?" Nicolas is increasingly welcoming with the chatter of the man he just met.

"Who knows, Mom, if I offer ads, I can get a big commission. It's also called effort, Mas. Aren't you?" replied the man with a crisp laugh. 

"Metul as well, Mas. Well, Mom, I'm going in first. Not good for a long time - a long time left the office" said Nicolas.

"Yes, Mom, it's okay. I'll be back soon." said the man.

"OKAY. I'm first, Mas." Nicolas then leaves the man on the emergency staircase by himself. After spraying a little perfume so as not to smell too much nicotine, Nicolas returned to work in a good enough mood. 

A short while later, the man left the emergency stairs and walked towards the elevator.

"How's it?" ask Kevin about the man. 

"He talks a lot, sir. I will make a proposal as if I offer digital advertising and then I can get into the company." replied the man.

"Goodle. Be as natural as possible. Try not to get caught."

"Well, sir." the man nodded and left Kevin's room. 

Azkia was about to head for Kevin's room, but the door opened someone from the inside making Azkia a little surprised. The man smiled as he passed Azkia. 

Azkia entered Kevin's room with some documents in her hand. 

"Who is that, Kev? I've never seen it." asked Azkia confusedly. Kevin immediately smiled seeing Azkia come in thin makeup that made her look natural. 

"It's just my job to do some projects. What document is that?" kevin asked looking at the paper Azkia had brought. 

"This is a sales order from another marketing. Please sign it, Kev." Azkia said handing over the stack of sales order papers.

"Well, it's easy now that you asked for my autograph. Don't use any formal language" Kevin said as he sat in his chair.

"How else to. There are no other employees here." Azkia replied with a small laugh sitting on Kevin's front desk chair. 

"Yes, I'm just kidding too." Kevin laughed while signing the sales order.

"You see that Nico's still watching you?" ask Kevin. Azkia, who had just noticed it, immediately looked to the right and to the left, fearing that there was a shadow of Nicolas around Kevin's car. 

"I don't know, where do you see it?" ask Azkia. 

"He was always in the lobby. No need to go home today" said Kevin. 

"Where are you going?" Azkia. 

"I'm sure Nico will be around your house after this. We're gonna make him a little tired. You go to my house first. We buy materials to make spaghetti yes." Kevin sounded so happy today. There is no reason to reject Kevin who looks happy today. 

"Yuk. We bought fried chicken." 

Kevin laughed happily. Azkia had always perfected her heart that was being delighted. Kevin will obey whatever Azkia will buy later. Because behind it all, soon Kevin's plan to get rid of Nicolas from the office building, it's finished. 

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Azkia placed the grocery bag on the kitchen table. The groceries bought were just enough for the two of them and he would make a small stock of food for Kevin. Kevin helps her cook from boiling the spaghetti and also peeling the onions. Because Kevin was not very good at peeling onions, he handed them to Azkia, Azkia chuckled because Kevin was not good at using knives. 

"Sit down, I'll make it for you." Azkia asked. Kevin can only obey, because it is true, if the kitchen affairs, Kevin gave up altogether.

After sitting at the table near the kitchen, Kevin began to notice Azkia who was cooking. 

"Azkiah."

"Yes." Yeah." 

"You know what not? I'm a long way from London here to work. But somehow I fell in love with you" said Kevin propping up his dagunga with both hands. 

"Then how? Will your parents be mad at me?"

Kevin chuckled at Azkia's response. 

"It might get angry if I meet a nice and smart woman like you" Kevin replied making Azkia smile.

"But I'm serious. I never asked about your parents. Actually I'm curious too, but I'm afraid that's your privacy. So I'm waiting for you to tell me." Azkia said as she sauteed the ground meat and sprinkled some herbs like pepper and salt. 

"The Indonesian mother. My father was London. I lived in London for a long time, but sometimes my mother would ask me to speak Indonesian" Kevin said. 

"Then, where are your mom and dad now?" 

"They're in London. I also have a sister of Seruni's age, your sister. But she is a girl and likes to make trouble. I always get angry when my sister makes trouble. Finally I was asked to go to Indonesia to take care of the company here that my father originally lived. Then my mom would focus on my sister." Kevin told me. 

"Is your mother not at all angry that you're dating me?" tanya Azkia was still worried. 

"where possible. My mother was upset at first because Diana kept coming to my house. Till stay. My mother said instead of Diana behaving like that, I'd rather marry her. Yes to me where might I marry Diana because I know her nature likes to take others down and make trouble too." Kevin continued to make Azkia understand a little of Kevin's life. 

"Diana really likes it that way?"

"Yes. He really likes me. But to be honest, the way he likes me doesn't look sporty in my eyes. He always vilified other women by finding out about his past. Therefore, I ask you not to be affected by what Diana said. As bad as it is, I will still believe you." said Kevin styling Azkia, making her a little misbehaved. 

"I also didn't know that all this time you could be that strong against me with Nico. I thought you'd leave me soon after I told you about my past." Azkia began to include spaghetti with bolognaise seasoning mixed with ground meat. 

"I told you, doesn't everyone have a past? I assume he's just your unfinished past. So to me, why would I leave you because of your past? For me the most important thing is that you can move on from your past, it means a lot to me" Kevin said, smelling the delicious aroma of Azkia cuisine. 

"I can only thank you for your patience with me." Azkia smiled, occasionally stirring her spaghetti which was about to ripen.

"I asked for a plate, Kev." 

"Okay, Madam."

Again Azkia smiled with Kevin's joke that always made her heart feel warm. Kevin gave him a plate with his right hand, then his left hand wrapped around Azkia's hand which immediately shuddered amusedly. Kevin kissed Azkia's cheek gently.

"It's over soon" Azkia said with a small laugh.

Kevin just kept hugging her, kissing her with affection. After Azkia gave her plate to Kevin, they finally prepared to eat. 

"Either way, the pasta in the restaurant never got me excited to eat it" said Kevin who directly devoured Azkia-made spaghetti. 

"Because my pasta tastes better." Azkia said quickly. 

Azkia smiled looking at Kevin who ate his homemade pasta voraciously. The more voracious Kevin eats Azkia-made pasta, the more Azkia wants to cook.

The joking and laughter between Kevin and Azkia did indeed make their relationship even more quality. Kevin, who always put Azkia first, makes Azkia want to do more for Kevin.