The Azkia Wound Flakes
You, Azkia?

Azkia comes out of the meeting room with Marco and his client. Azkia and Marco shook hands with their client who was about to leave today's meeting. Azkia's appearance every time the presentation can always captivate the hearts of his clients. Marco runs out of words whenever he wants to praise Azkia. 

"I don't know what to say anymore. I don't know how to answer their questions with answers as smart as you. Anyway you are the best." said Marco speaking casually to Azkia. 

"Already, Sir. Don't exaggerate. That's my job." Yes, that is what Azkia is. Always go low when his boss praises him. Although it is undeniable that Azkia's face is red when praised.

"After work, don't go straight home. We ate with the others" said Marco, soon passing from the face of Azkia. 

Azkia just smiled. A smile that Marco could not see. He went back to his desk. 

Joana peeked out from behind the desk and gave Azkia a thumbs up. 

"Good job, Az. You're the real wolf in this company. Thanks to you we're so flooded with job desk." Joana has been impressed by her work as a visual designer. One job is unfinished, another job is done. Joana is sometimes upset and screams herself because her work is getting more and more day by day.

"Work hard, Miss... Oh yes, tonight we have dinner with Mr. Marco." Azkia said half-whispering.

"Yes! Finally there's a little bit of nutrition later tonight after a few days I just eat eggs and instant noodles." 

"Why don't you ask me to bring you some food, Jo? You know that I have a lot of commission." Azkia starts acting arrogant towards her best friend. But indeed they were used to the jokes of Azkia.

"Oh. You're getting cocky. Okay if so tomorrow I stock-in frozen food that much the same telor sekilo, instant noodles sekardus." 

Azkia laughed at Joana's unreasonable-sounding request.

****

The office dinner this time is not in an ordinary restaurant like seafood or eating ramen noodles. Today for some reason, Marco took her to eat at a Korean restaurant that he was googling. Marco was very curious about how Korean food could taste good.

"Yes, all colleagues. I'm very grateful today we got a big client who can sponsor us to advertise in the airport area." 

Another employee congratulated Marco. But Marco denies that the one who can get the client is not him. Except Azkia. 

"Safe to Azkia. Because thanks to Azkia, we can get a big client." 

Employees cheered happily. Because, Marco is known to picky employees when eating, but today is not. He invited employees who could be present at this event.

In the middle of the meal, Azkia stopped by the toilet for a while to wash her dirty hands. After washing his hands and tidying up his makeup a little, there was a woman who entered and looked like she recognized Azkia's face.

"You... Azkia right?" asked the woman with a curious face. Azkia did not remember the face because she had not seen it for a long time.

"Yes, who is it?" asked Azkia innocently.

"I'm Tiara, your upperclassman first. Still remember?" ask the woman with a smile on her face.

Azkia seemed to remember the upperclassman whose name was Tiara but she did not remember him.

"It's okay not to remember. Maybe you forgot because it's been a long time" he said while commenting on a smile.

"Who are you here with?" tiara was still curious about Azkia. Azkia just smiled.

"Just like an office friend. If you're alone?"

"Oh, I happen to be here quite often. Because I also sometimes take a job in this area. Maybe we can get an hp number?"

Again Azkia just smiled remembering who the woman she called her name as Tiara. Without asking much, he gave his phone number and immediately returned to his desk.

****

He was getting ready to come to the office but it did not have to be early in the morning as usual. Usually Saturday only needs to make a report and agenda what will be done next.

To be honest, Azkia was still wondering who that woman named Tiara was? Does it have anything to do with the past? Azkia checks her hape again and sees Tiara's photo profile. He was trying to remember the woman.

"Kiaaa.." call Mom from below.

"Yes, Mom..."

"Let's have breakfast, will you wake up?"

"Yes, Mom, Kia's coming down soon."

Azkia placed her hape on the table and momentarily forgot who Tiara was.

****

Azkia hurriedly brought the book that the math teacher had asked for. This time he handed over a PR book that was not carried away by the math teacher until he had to follow it to the teacher's office. Azkia did not pay attention to her path well, she accidentally bumped into someone in front of her.

"Ouch!" shouted that person who was also still wearing a white-gray uniform.

"Sorry, Brother. Excuse me. I was not intentional."

Azkia bowed apologetically while picking up her book that had fallen off.

Without noticing her face, the person Azkia hit earlier stepped on the book that Azkia wanted to take.

"Can you talk too? Kirain you are mute" said the woman Azkia hit. Azkia immediately turned her head and saw the name stuck on her uniform.

"Yes, sorry, yes, sister." said Azkia still tidying up her book.

"Gini-rich girl became Nico's girlfriend? Didn't choose him wrong?" she said as she left Azkia without saying anything. Azkia stood up again after tidying up her book and looking at the woman's hair from behind. Beautiful but why so bad is her mouth? azkia in the heart.

While on the way home with Nicolas, Azkia a little daydreamed about the woman he accidentally hit.

"What do you think? How quiet was that?" nicolas asked, holding a plastic drink in his hand.

Azkia smiled at Nicolas.

"So, is there anyone who doesn't like our relationship?" ask Azkia.

"Why is that so?" Nicolas was confused by what Azkia was asking.

"No. I'm just worried. Because I'm your little sister. I don't want a popular ride through you." Azkia replied with a small laugh dispelling the curiosity in her heart.

"If they don't know, it could be. But if they find out, they'll understand how many times I've been rejected by you."

Nicolas smiled at Azkia's little laugh. Her smile felt so sweet even without any polish. Unlike the female friends in her class who always bother to bring makeup tools where their pum is located to beautify her beautiful face.

Azkia smiled and walked back with Nicolas. Thinking of the woman he accidentally hit this afternoon. Azkia saw the name on her uniform.

Renisa Tiara.