The Childish And The Beast
#9 Hunting
“Is there no other time after today?” Adira argues with someone behind the call.
[“Please excuse me, ma'am. I am just saying what the officials said. My position is not to set a solid schedule.”]
Although it will smell pungent, Adira is not able to release the anchor in the situation. He had to swallow it and shoot towards the actual emergency.
All the teams that are working on this project are not in place. However, the client is the client.
If the client does not like, the red thread that benefits the architect bureau can be cut by just being pushed aside. Like spider threads. No one said the thread couldn't be wiped out.
This is a great opportunity that is not worthy of Adira's release.
“Good. Then I'll take the meeting in the morning.”
[“Good, we wait another thirty minutes.”]
The call closed right with Adira's lower jaw open. He did not expect. If thirty minutes were left behind, he could classify it as an act of burying himself.
“Huuuh, it's too late to negotiate.”
The principal architect must rotate the brain no matter how many times it passes 360 degrees.
It could be that he went alone. All he needs is in his hands and head. Another obstacle is in the transportation. What crazy way can be used while the driver is stuck and he can't drive?
“Bu,” melodious voice immediately surprised Adira, “Mother boss why? Very panicked it looks.”
Nanda, he's the one who looks fit in the morning. It is impossible to understand Adira.
This woman could not save more seconds for him. Through a lot of time facing Nanda, Adira knows what to look like. Nanda will not leave unless he gets a satisfactory answer.
“I have to go to the bank center of Midshipmen on Hadi road before thirty minutes.”
Nanda instantly caught the chase situation, “You want me to drop off?”
Silent a few seconds, “You ride what?”
“Motor.”
Adira quickly moved her brain.
It is better if he takes the choice of car transportation. What's so big mockups need to be raised to adequate transportation. But given the morning streets that have been compressed, no one said the visit will be smooth.
Understood, Adira has no choice, “Twenty minutes walk, can?”
“Can.”
“Then, prepare five minutes. Now!”
Adira's leadership spirit suspends Nanda. He frantically followed Adira's orders.
While Adira returns the steps and prepares for what was forgotten. Multi-tasking fingers, giving signals to inform the secretary.
Not long. These two adults are deceived by such a short time. Fast motion until finally they were met with a motor butut Nanda.
“That's your bike?”
Who would be calm to see the condition of the ride that would collapse into pieces in one blink of an eye? Adira knew it wasn't safe.
Nanda can not afford to quote Adira's worries, “Iya, let's go up.”
“Eeee....,” discomfort coating Adira's face. But what can be done with the sound of seconds pressing on?
The reaction of springs throughout this vehicle must be ignored.
“Get~!”
“Aaa!”
This woman was taken on a path never thought possible before.
A slow-moving vehicle. The two-wheeler did not know the rules and raised its speed little by little at the end of the paved road.
Adira has never felt this tension before, “Nan... Da...”
Nanda was driving like he was being chased by the police. The eleven twelve plains with sandy beach rocks. May it be the same as Adira will fall to kiss the ground at any time.
“I passed by rat!” Nanda is getting fiery.
“Nanda, careful⏤aaa!”
The loose gas pedal was pulled by Nanda selflessly. Aim to an alley that is getting smaller and more and more alien. Until the one-meter wide road carved Adira's face in a panic uncontrollably.
“Hii!” adira's hysterics echo in the settlement full of people they've been through.
Behaviour like children running around free. Considered fun by Nanda who smiles no less roomy.
The view of the doors of the adjacent house is distorted with a picture of a tall building and the density of the highway. Adira's breath can be taken while the tall building of Taruna bank is plastered in front of the eyes.
“Thirteen minutes, until~” is proud of Nanda at the time she dropped Adira at the building dropout.
A very tight time kicked in Adira's side. As if shouting, there is more important than shock after driving with Nanda.
This number one man of Pancarona tidied up all sorts including his hair, “This.”
Adira hands her phone to Nanda. This guy is dumbfounded.
Nanda received that phone, “Ba.. ik...”.
Adira has no intention of pleasantries. He must enter the door and confirm it immediately before it is deemed to cancel the meeting.
“Bu Adira!”
Nanda's cry froze Adira's steps for a moment.
Nanda smiling sweetly, “Sangat~!”
Mute Adira though wide open his mouth due to surprise. Nanda has wasted precious time. But one sweet word is hard to make things.
Adira continued her delayed steps without leaving any words.
The reception desk was a bright spot that was basically five minutes before the promised time.
“I,” Adira rearrange his breath that is still jumping, “I Syifabella Adira from Pancarona Studio architect bureau.”
“Happy to see you arrive on time,” a woman in clothes no less neatly come to Adira.
He realized one thing. The tone from the mouth was depicting the same tone as the previous call.
“Come, bu Adira,” this woman pointed one way. Then he goes first and guides Adira.
This woman finally let Adira into the meeting room. That battlefield Adira had to go through on her own.
Other side.
Daffa's hasty sweat was mixed with fear of the bad in front of him.
This individual knows he should not leave his boss just because he is preparing. He should have waited for his boss until he really came home.
Fortunately Daffa was no longer trapped in the pile of the owners of this wheel. The building that was used as a 'mine' was finally seen. Until he, on the ground flat with his feet upright.
“Please, lift. Lift up,” this secretary brings the end of her phone closer waiting for the ring to change sound.
Appointed!
“Halo, bu Adira.”
[“Hola, pak~”]
It was certainly not the voice of Adira. Where maybe the voice of a man is equated with his firm voice.
Daffa knows who the owner of the voice is, “Ananda?”
[“Wee, I know if it's me.”]
Daffa's mind seemed to be emptied, “How can his HP be on you?!”
[“Pak, sir, relax. I can't possibly steal it. Adira's own mother who loves.”]
“Di, where is he now.”
[“Do not know. Inside the Taruna from earlier.”]
“You? Where are you?”
“After father.”
“Yaaak!” it was no longer possible for Daffa to maintain his cool attitude.
Surprised still surprised. Finding Nanda already standing behind Daffa's back shaken in shock. This Nanda leisurely widened the smile behind her hand that was holding Adira's phone.
“Morning, pak~ Shocked?”
Daffa was not inexhaustible with Nanda's unprofessional nature.
“Forget. Get HP from Adira.”
Nanda handed the phone over after pressing the red button.
The hand immediately seized the hand of Nanda, “You do not know anything about bu Adira?”
“How do I know,” Nanda was a fool about it.
“He is your boss. You should have accompanied him!”
Nanda raised his eyebrows next, “Why? Bu boss is not weak until it must be accompanied.”
“A strong person must be accompanied.”
“If the father continues, will be hated by the boss mom loh.”
Daffa fell silent, “What do you know about him?!”
“Hmm, of course the boss mom does not want to be considered constantly need the help of a guy,” Nanda smiled. Not sweet as usual, but beautiful and confident, “Yes right?”
This secretary cannot reply. It was Adira, and Daffa knew it even from the first time he met.
“Well, because the father is already here,” Nanda stretch both hands, “I will walk while waiting. Drug pak~”
Daffa held his head. No matter how angry he is now, his mouth is tightly closed.