The Childish And The Beast
#25 Selfishness and Fragile Love
“Kopi~! Kooppi coffee kopiii~!”
As usual, Nanda always brought coffee orders many workers who set aside the night. Choose to speed up work hours and take time to sleep. Deadline is deadly at the last moment.
“Thanks, Nan~”
“Original, sleepy bet!”
Nanda laughs, “Melek, literate. Later salary deducted.”
“Not cut his salary, also cut us.”
“‘I hope you don't just say you can handle it. I need action. And your responsibility’ swear!” the mocking voice followed by laughter.
Nanda's mouth doesn't let out any laughter at all, “That’s not very nice.”
“That means you're not engrossed.”
“We respect him really, just, sometimes irritated. Understand how.”
Nanda didn't want to respond. Today had heated up enough.
He only supports his friends for this booster drink. Want to go home soon.
Oh.
“Kok more one?” Nanda found two glasses that were not touched.
“Have Aqni, she continued at home he said. Make you, it.”
Nanda put up a lazy face, “Ye, know gini did not buy earlier.”
Elbow someone attacked Nanda's hand, “Love boss there.”
This man's eyes are wide open, “Dira is still here?”
“Ye, what the fuck did you call him? Have you dated?” they laughed at Nanda.
“Whispering,” Nanda scooped up those two coffees, “Where do you see Dira?”
“His office is, where else?”
This man did not heed the ridicule of his theme. He knew most of the opinions circulating were the degree he and the boss were too far away. However, tired of listening, he chose to follow what he believed.
Until finally he was in the boss's room.
“Misi~”
Adira inside was still in front of his equipment. Although his eyes glanced towards the half-opened door. He found this face that could not be lost despite being expelled many times.
Back his hand back to the ruler and his pencil, “I'm busy.”
“There coffee~” Nanda does not listen to Adira's gentle strokes and while shrinking their distance. The two coffees were raised next to his own face, “Who are you?”
Stopped Adira's hand looking in the direction Nanda pointed. He thought for a moment and said, “From whom?”
“Excess one,” Nanda raised higher that in his right hand, “Avocado? Mochachino?”
This woman knows that kindness cannot be denied. In the end, the one in the left hand became the target of Adira.
He chose to sit back and sip a few times the still warm coffee.
“Better you go home now,” put back that coffee.
There is no intention, this woman only thinks that office boy workers are not accompanied by a night job contract unless it is necessary. During this time, although Nanda was often found late here, he did not get an additional salary.
But Nanda, who had no good mood, thought it was a rude repulsion.
“Just want to help, can't you?” Nanda drank the coffee he ordered himself.
“I know. Go home, let the ones with the task make work.”
“Because I'm just an OB, I shouldn't be here right now. That?”
Adira watches if Nanda understands it, “Iya.”
But Nanda again caught something else, “Why are people on the habit of using degrees? Boss does not match OB lah.”
Realizing there is something wrong, Adira again stopped, “You mean?”
“What does Dira also think of his father as Dira?”
Sounds something Adira does not like, “What did she tell you?”
“He told you to go all the way, because it does not match OB same boss.”
Who else will be harmed? But he had to make sure he stopped thinking Adira.
A loud kick like a drum sound, made conscious with this person. Nanda, he gets two threats from two different people. And both of them seemed disturbed by Nanda's attitude close to him.
Yes, everyone who just sniffed, will be surprised by the courage of Nanda with her muzzle. But until Viren, who was spoiled with his secretary, met this man in person. That father, too, came to Nanda just for that.
Which direction are they going? That's definitely a weirdo.
Adira at a glance thinks, Nanda could have a worse impact. It has nothing to do with any of this.
“I think it's the best,” Adira reached into his phone.
“Well where?”
He typed in an e-mail with the phone, “I'm sorry for Virendra and my father's behavior. You must be distracted.”
“It...”.
“I have already conveyed. Your salary should be more next month.”
Nanda looked indistinctly at what he meant, “Why go to salary?”
“That's an extra reward, so you can be quieter all the way from me right?”
Silence hit Nanda. Nanda's speculation immediately concluded, Aliakah, this woman is the same. Position thinking is everything.
Adira sped talking, “Make sure people see we have no relationship whatsoever. Especially outside of Pancarona. And don't call me Dira again⏤”
“Serah!”
Silence Adira looked at Nanda who was right on blood. That angry face he had never seen before.
“Good night!” but not for long, this man went and slammed the door.
Adira did not have time to comment.
‘What was the delivery earlier something wrong? Does he not want just money? Need property?’
That's what Adira thinks.
This business person chooses to prioritize the most important. Virendra's? Nope. Stop the movement of the former father first.
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Adira never makes decisions with feelings. All he took so far was based only on theory and humanity.
Obtained? Not only assertive, this woman also does not socialize well outside of her business.
It's not for a reason either.
As great as Adira can be now, her childhood was only as a nerd who liked to be a subject of ridicule.
Coupled with the divorce of his father and mother. Virendra's ruse. Even the violence he received from his adoptive father. It makes them more quiet and distrustful of people.
The path taken, strictly ensuring all does not destroy itself more than it already has.
“You are ready to order, mom?” the third time the waiters asked the same thing.
Tired Adira looked at this worker. But it couldn't have been longer here without ordering. His watch showed his time was up. And the man who had been his foster father never came.
“Onion ring and...” he ordered some things already in his mind, “Takeaway. Notify me when finished.”
He should leave soon. Whether the man comes or not.
“Sorry, Dira,” and passed from fifteen minutes later he also showed his life stem, “What Dira waiting for dad long ago?”
This Dira was already at the edge of the cliff of his patience. The careless time that this busy woman had provided was already thrown away no mercy. And now, he didn't have much time to deliver on his sidelines.
“You're still humbling me huh?” Adira let this man sit in front of her.
This father looks sad, “Sorry, Dira.”
“Bu, the order can be directly paid at the counter,” finally this waiter comes to him.
Upright Adira stood up without warning, “My time is up. There are meetings I need to prepare.”
Dad's eyes are wide open, “Loh, Dira is angry huh? Excuse me. Don't go yet?” he tried to grab the princess' hand. But⏤
“Yes, I'm angry. But that's not what's important now. I have to go,” he pulled his hand quickly, “In the next appointment, I hope you appreciate me more.”
This woman just left carrying that vexation.
Holding back his slashed heart because it was of such magnitude that he was not considered. He hoped that this man was not too thick-faced to show himself in Pancarona and bother him again.