The Beauty Behind Violin Glasses
Part 2 - An accidental meeting

Violin is back at work. He again gets the task of packing the goods into cardboard. Today there is so much he has to do, orders are increasingly widening so the packing team must be faster and work overtime.

"A lot of Li," whispered Violin to her fellow fighter.

"Udah kerjain ajah. There is no need to complain a lot" said Lia by looking at the medok answer.

"This is also in the work. Thought about in cemilin what?" Violin spoke while laughing.

Violin, Lia and the other packing teams are busy for advanced packaging.

"Violin." Shouted the temperature packing aka the head of the packing division, Bu Alita.

Violin immediately approached with a timid face because she was usually called out for making a mistake.

"These are to the tenth floor. Remember to drop off and get back here. Don't wander!" Strictly Ms. Alita.

Violin got the task to deliver a product that has been neatly packaged to carry.

Violin took one box of cosmetics from Bu Alita's hand and went straight out of the room to go to the tenth floor according to the direction of the head of the packing division.

Violin did not know who was on that tenth floor. He also forgot to ask where the room must be.

"Ah, should I go back again or keep going and look for it myself? Hadeuuuh if I come back she must be nagging. If I look and long back, he will be nagging too. Ow hell! How's this?"

Violin was confused. He finally chose the second option. Keep going and look for it yourself.

Violin took the elevator while constantly agitated how to properly resolve this confusion.

The elevator door opened and Violin stepped outside as she reached the front door of the elevator. He was presented with a very beautiful view. The tenth floor was different from the other floors.

On this tenth floor. There is a very beautiful room with a very unique design.

"Waooow, that's great. What room is this?"

Because he was amazed by the sight that cooled his eyes. Violin continues to walk through every inch of the room. He even forgot his duty to deliver the box that was in his grasp at the moment.

"Is this a room full of miniature cosmetics? Every corner looks so impressive. Who made it? He's really very creative."

Violin continued to enjoy the scenery presented in front of him. He did not even blink one bit to admire the beauty of the design of the room.

" What is this? The door? Is this really the door? Why is it shaped like a solid powder place?"

Violin arrived at the front door, which looked like a rectangular compact powder.

Violin did not expect that this place was so artistic. There was no way an ordinary person would think of all this. It was certain that he was a genius who was able to think of such a great design.

The window is also made like an eyeshadow. The lamp is designed similar to an eyeliner. Many hangers are hanging on the ceiling of the room.

Violin was even more amazed by it all.

"Rem ... Hbs." Someone rebuked him who was unaware of someone's coming.

Violin is still cool looking around until she doesn't hear a sound.

"Excuse me. Who are you looking for?" ask a well-built man after a suit matching the shoes and tie.

"Then you can come with me to the room over there. You've been through it, but it seems you're too busy." The man showed the way.

Violin could only fold her lips in embarrassment and felt she was not a good employee. Instead of looking for where the room is located he was busy to enjoy and admire the design on the tenth floor.

The door was opened by the man who had called Violin. Violin was welcome to enter and she entered the room she had admired from the outside.

Violin looked back at every corner of the room. He did not expect that being seen directly from within his luxury was more pronounced.

"Hem." The man went back to blurring the Violin daydreams.

"Sorry." Again Violin was embarrassed.

"Excuse me, I was asked by Ms. Alita to deliver an example of a cosmetic box so that it can be seen directly by you."

Violin raised her face and looked at the man sitting behind the table.

Violin circulated her gaze to the man. He was really very familiar with the man sitting in the chair.

"Keep it on the table." The man pointed at his desk.

Violin advanced forward and the man's face became increasingly visible to her. Violin grew increasingly curious as to who that man whose face she was so familiar with.

"Juju?" his stranglehold until the two men who were inside with him were stunned with perfectly rounded eyes.

Junior was really surprised. She did not think that anyone else knew her little name.

"Who are you?" ask Junior with a face full of question marks.

"Really Juju'kan?" Violin again mentioned the name that the man had long forgotten.

"I'm sorry, you're wrong. He's not Juju. And we don't know who Juju you mean." The sturdy man and the suit came over to Violin.

"No way, you must be Juju. Do you remember who I am? I'm Olin your little friend." Violin introduced her little name.

The man known as Junior then groaned in pain in his head. He felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

"Sorry, your job is done. Now please come back or I will act decisively against you."

The man who initially looked friendly suddenly turned into a figure full of threats.

Violin went straight out of the room and she still continued to convince herself that what she saw was her best friend in childhood. He can't be wrong about that. He is very well memorized the face of his childhood best friend who disappeared since the accident that befell his two best friend parents.

"You Juju. My best friend Juju is missing and I've been searching all this time. I want to work in Jakarta just because I want to find you." Violin went down to the fifth floor in an elevator.

Violin inside the elevator kept remembering the face of the man she had just seen.

"If you open Juju. Why does her face look alike and why does she look so much like my best friend. Friends who were separated when we were in junior high school."

Violin got out of the elevator and she found someone waiting for her there.

"Violin! Where have you been? It's been an hour since you left? What is the tenth floor?" shouted Bu Alita very loudly and made Violin's ears seem to want to break.

Violin immediately ran away and Bu Alita became furious with her employees who liked to sneyel. Ms. Alita could not fire Violin because she had dexterity and speed at work. Violin is also very thorough, only she often misses if given the order.