
Waswas Nanda from the tip of the hair to the base of the joints of his movement. The anxiety is not over. Adira's desk was already like facing a tall person on a green table. Shaking when this silent does not utter a single word.
“This.”
Nanda's gurgle is smeared in Adira's piercing voice.
Nanda looked at the white paper of the unwritten envelope. No less worried this man was made by a sheet that pushed Adir to the end of this table.
“Mmmm,” erratic rink considering this morning he and Adira were sweet, “What is it, bu?”
“Bonus.”
“Huh?”
What is the bonus for? Nanda had thought about crazy things about severance money that was disbursed quickly.
“I... fired?”
This woman is not even out of thought. This guy can always surprise her. Even his stupidity does not use long thought.
“Why are you thinking badly? Because I called you here?”
Nanda himself never thought about it, “No... know...”.
Until already Adira to the word ‘alah’, “This is just a bonus. You've been very helpful with transportation problems this morning.”
“Oooh~” understands the circumstances, Nanda can lower his shoulders, “Why bonus?”
Adira plays her glasses catch Nanda question, “What do you want?”
“I hope nothing..,” Nanda proudly, a second later fade with game of view by Adira.
The position of principal architect in the company he built himself. Filled every sweet and bitter experience. One of them is a liar and honest.
Not having something you want? It was just a sentence that could be said to one who was ready to leave the world. The ego in every person never goes out until the cessation of time.
And Nanda caught Adira's distrust of his unfinished sentence.
“Mmmm, if for the net wage anyway..,” Nanda get something commonly obtained in his college days, “Tractir only, bos.”
Adira more confused, “Kan you can buy food with bonus money.”
“Dong difference,” Nanda smile, “If you want a treat, yes eat it together.”
The weirdness of the male figure in front of him is getting so-so, “You mean, you ask us... the two ate outside?”
“Iya!” nanda's spirit was waiting for his answer.
For Adira who never got the sentence her whole life, freeze the path of her main organ.
Do not want Adira to respond, “You prefer to eat with me rather than the bonus? You just haven't seen how much.”
“Eating by yourself is not good, boss.”
“You can invite others.”
Nanda with all her curiosity. He found someone who could seize all these disturbing flavors. Curious. He wanted to get to know this great woman even further. His admiration for Adira brought him here.
It's not that he doesn't know that he's often insolent. He is the one who knows most people who do not like him because of his attitude. But this is what makes him himself.
Nanda loved like this. He will not back down with what he likes.
Nanda pulled out her sad face, “What is possible, mom boss doesn't like me?”
Wide-eyed turn of Adira. This guy is really outspoken with every circuit that his vocal cords put out.
Holding Adira's head dizzy with the situation, “Begini, why do you want to eat with me?”
Nanda speechless. Of course he also needs to organize his sentence first. He folded his hands while one hand was holding his chin, “Perhaps, I am interested in you?”
“You want to lie to who?”
“Heh, what lie?” Nanda actually laughed, “My girl type is a strong girl. Is it natural that I am interested?”
Adira seemed to wake up from her sleep with splashes of rain water on the side of the window. In addition to capturing the sympathy of business partners, he has turned into a savior in strange circumstances at the bank Taruna.
But Adira remembered one thing, she did not like this man.
“If I refuse. What will you do?” Adira doesn't want to lose.
Ria Nanda responded, “Ya did not say anything,” satisfaction was increased when Adira did not answer, “Do you consider it a debt?”
Short breath drawn from Adira, “If yes, will you receive the bonus?”
“Mmmm, don't know. Maybe I'll bill until you agree my wish.”
Tired of imagining his daily life colored by the mouth of Nanda who collect the debt, “Then. You got nothing. You can go back.”
At the beginning, Nanda wanted to pretend to be a little aggressive by acting like a man who likes the woman. However, who knows, it could be that Nanda is really interested in him.
“Not mean I can't ask you out right?”
That fact, Adira could not argue. Basically asking for a date or going out together is something that is not in return for work. It was the result of the efforts of both sides who had chemistry.
“Good thing,” Nanda can not pull his smile, “. Prepare yourself every day~”
Facing it every day is the worst option. Adira had no choice but to give up.
“Today this week I have a survey. Meet me at four in the afternoon at Senopati park.”
“Oh, heheheh,” Nanda clarify its pleasure, “Siap~”
“If there is no more, you can get out now.”
The smile was still wider than usual, “Have a nice day.”
The door closed with a happy atmosphere on Nanda's side, and a tired atmosphere on Adira's side. This week will be an exhausting day for the rest of his life.
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Adira wears comfortable clothes. Black rubber pants paired with a long shirt. He did not care much about his hair other than being given a plain bando so as not to disturb the view.
A chair in front of a pine tree. What a cool breeze against a paper clip next to his little picture book.
“What picture?”
Deep sweet voice. No. gabe. That sounds very close.
“Gyaa!” adira's heart was like jumping a second ago.
This man who had made a pact with him appeared without a sign.
“Ups, sorry. Ngagetin yes?” Nanda took a step away.
Adira began to familiarize herself with the random behavior of this employee, “It's okay,” he packed the goods. Standing from his seat, “Where do you eat?”
Nanda grunts unhappily, “Bos does not like pleasantries.”
“I think so. Where do you want to eat?”
This man knew that he could no longer force the flow of his conversation. Or this woman will cut off the neck of the man, “I follow who treat.”
All right, Adira's head is looking around. This field is very broad. In addition to being surrounded by highways on all four sides⏤ which changed function into Sunday week. Surrounding shops also peddle all kinds of goods and services that are certainly prioritized by local production.
“There,” Adira pointed to one store that was converted into a minimalist restaurant.
“Okay,” Nanda follows Adira who is already running first. His long legs successfully align steps, “Jadi..., what survey boss?”
Again with the rain of a thousand questions. Adira just wishes she hadn't gotten to the personal question.
“Just check if there is any problem in the garden design. Personal desire.”
Nanda tries to match thoughts while still not up, “For what?”
Adira began to open her mind. Why he can only reach OB workers in his company, one of them must be because he does not understand at all the field of Architecture and the role of Architect*.
“See from the general overview. Like monas. He's fine now. But what will happen if there is a problem?”
“Mmmm, what?”
“Whose person will be first touched upon when the building is damaged?” Adira throws a question that Nanda should be able to answer.
“Wake up?”
“More precisely, who designed,” Adira noticed the expression of Nanda who realized that truth, “Who designed it? How are they designed this way? That must be the opinion of many. As a result, the name of the architect is smeared.”
Nanda was still listening.
“When viewed from there, it certainly looks like the name of the architect is a gambling of the work he made. I was lucky to have an amazing team making designs that meet the needs of most people. But when there is an error, I make sure it will not be repeated again,”
“Heh hehe,” that slow thin laugh had no intention of being issued by Nanda to mock.
Although it's not like that that Adira caught, “Is there anything funny?”
“No,” Nanda caught Adira's eyes staring cynically at her, “Keren aja, I am standing next to an amazing person.”
Adira did not find a sentence that could answer that. That form of sentence was his own view. Even though he still does not know what the intention behind all that.
“Let's in,” Adira chooses to enter the place of eating.
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* The architect is the person and the architect is the scientist. Don't go back ya~