
Haura stared at her laptop screen, she fell silent by massaging her temples. It feels so dizzy and dizzy at this time, how he who has to do a lot of everything himself, but he can not say anything if there is a problem that he is experiencing. The reason is only one, because he does not want to make his parents worry.
This is the fate of a single ana who has no place for even a story. Finally Haura always tried to solve everything by herself. Sometimes he gets tired of everything.
"Why can it be this stupid, Haura. Ah, what should I do now"
Just being able to shout at the air around him would obviously not be able to answer or help anything. Haura leaned her head on the back of the sofa, closing her eyes for a moment so that she could be calmer. Until there was a knock on the door, Haura immediately closed her laptop.
Haura turned her head and it turned out that it was her restaurant employee. "What's wrong?"
"That's a guest below who's looking for Kak Haura"
Haura instantly frowned, she did not feel like making any promises with anyone. "Who is coming? I don't make promises to anyone"
"When it often comes here, Brother Haura usually calls him Mr. Direktur"
"Well?!" Haura instantly stood up in shock, then grimaced softly as the wound on her leg pressed back against the floor. "...Well, why did he come so suddenly. Whether he wants to eat or what, why all of a sudden he can come here"
"No, he said he just wanted to meet with Brother Haura. There might indeed be something important that you want to talk to Big Brother about"
Haura sighed softly, for some reason she even tidied her hair. As if her appearance should be nice and pretty when meeting with Reza. But when he realized what he was doing and thinking, he immediately shook his head quickly. What is it you are Haura.
"Then you tell him to come here. And please make him a drink" Haura said.
"Good Brother"
Haura tidied up on the table in front of the sofa, there were some files that she squeezed out and she threw them straight into the trash. Then Haura sat down on the sofa to wait for Reza's arrival.
Again, she tidied her hair unconsciously. "Geez, why are you Haura. I'm sure I'll just meet a girlfriend"
Haura shook her head slowly as she came to a realization of what she was doing. Even he himself could not understand what he was really doing, but only met Reza. I don't know why the reaction is like this.
The door was opened by her workers who deliberately drove Reza into this room. Immediately invite Reza to immediately enter the room Haura. Reza looked at this Haura room with a slight appraisal of the appearance of this Haura room.
"It turns out that a boss is also good" he said.
Haura immediately stood up, she just smiled faintly at Reza's words just now. Whether it's a compliment or a insult, because obviously Reza alone has a large company with a high position. So, what is this Haura when compared to her. Just a dust flake.
"Em, I'm sorry sir, what happened to suddenly come here?" ask Haura.
Reza turned his head and looked at Haura fixedly. Then his gaze turned to Haura's feet which were still wrapped by bandages. "Didn't you let your guests sit down?"
Haura smiled wryly, indeed this one person is different. And Haura has to be patient a lot if she faces it. "Please sit down, Mr. Director. In a moment, my workers will bring a drink here"
Reza nodded, she immediately sat on the single sofa there. Staring at Haura with her flat gaze, of course Haura felt uncomfortable. Especially when he could not interpret the meaning of Reza's gaze.
"Huh?" Haura was like a daze when she heard Reza's words just now. It even took him a few seconds to digest Reza's words just now. "...Ah, my leg yes. All right, just a small wound, so you don't have to worry"
"Curtain, who's worried about you. I'm not a busy person who doesn't have a job to worry about" Reza said.
Haura was instantly speechless, still feeling confused by this man's attitude which was sometimes very annoying. "If he wasn't worried, why would he come here just to ask me about my injured leg"
"What did you say?" It seemed that Haura was only muttering a little, until Reza did not really clearly hear it.
Haura smiled, although her heart was quite upset by this man's strange demeanor. "No sir, it's nothing"
Reza just gave a small nod, then he looked around her. "Your room is pretty good too"
"Ah, yes Sir"
Haura was even confused by Reza's arrival this time. Because he didn't tell her what his purpose was to come to Haura's place. Just then, came the waiter who brought two coffees to Reza and Haura.
"Drink, sir"
"Thank you" Haura said with a smile.
"Yes, brother, then I'm back to work"
Haura just nodded, after her workers left, so she immediately told Reza to drink the coffee that had been made by her workers.
"You're a boss here, why did they call you Brother?" reza asked, he grabbed his coffee cup and drank it slowly.
Haura smiled, it might be a little strange for some people to hear the call of the workers here to Haura as their superior.
"I'm not that old to call the boss. I'm also more comfortable being called Big Brother. Because I feel closer to the workers here. And I'm an only child, so I feel like I have a lot of brothers" Haura said.
Reza smiled faintly at Haura's words. "What a boss who understands his workers so well"
Haura just smiled, she is indeed a superior here. But he prefers to blend in with everything, so that there is no word of hesitation.
And I don't know what happened, but a chat just flowed. Starting from asking about work to the habits and preferences of each. Although Reza actually gets more answers from each question. While Haura still had a lot to guess personally the man, as not all of her questions were answered correctly by Reza.
"It's not that you have an older brother, I've heard the news. Where is he now? Why is it never heard from again? Maybe it's out of state?" ask Haura.
But instead of answering, Reza's facial expression immediately changed. Makes Haura feel wrongly speaking.
"Ah sorry, if I misspoke" said Haura nervously, she grabbed her drink and drank it to relieve the nervousness of Reza's gaze.
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