The Childish And The Beast
#40 He is at his Lowest Time
“... ra...”
“... bu .. ra....”.
No one can slide in freely when something is focused. It was as if it was rooted and did not care about the wind.
“... bu... dira....”.
“... mom... Adira...”
But if the wind is strong enough, even reinforced concrete that rests firmly on the ground can be thrown flat. Daffa had to call his boss even harder. This is not the time to be silent because time does not wait.
“Bu Adira!”
“Ya? .. yes?” and this woman finally got away from the daydream handcuffs.
For the time being.
Adira fixed her sitting position, “Sorry. Where was it?”
Enter when this secretary does not see the situation is good, “You are okay? Do you hurt?”
“Yes? No. gabe. It's okay,” Adira improved her facial expression better so that Daffa doesn't talk about it anymore, “We continue. Are there any other problems about the update project?”
Daffa took a breath. Of course, he knew this woman was building a very high barbed fence. He thought he should let it go for now.
“Everything is no problem. All the groups did their part well as discussed yesterday. But.the time is getting more complicated. I'm afraid there are clients who are not satisfied anymore.”
“Observe until tomorrow.if there are still many progress below eighty percent, we immediately brainstorm together. Make sure the day after tomorrow, we evaluate again for all projects.”
“Good, bu.”
“There again? Danwar?”
“No looks at all. Brother Fares will prepare his court, likely next week already get a letter calling.”
Adira sighed. There was a lot on his plate.
On the other hand, the lethargic expression could not fade until Nanda realized it.
He knew this patch of his heart was very depressed by the many bad things that befell Panca. Because as much as he met this woman's eyes, this man was like he wasn't in her eyes.
Three days had passed since he spoke to Dira at the cafe. But he did not catch the spirit of the previous one. It was as if this woman had been brought up with hope, and she was blown away by something Nanda did not know.
Nanda stayed away from Adira's office door.
‘What should I do something?’
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Adira breathed a tired sigh. Put with a while runyam and tired in his car seat.
The damage that Danwar caused in many projects did make clients angry the other day. And Adira would not want to offer other design services for free. But still many clients are not satisfied with the free design.
What a long exhausting debate. It takes a lot of time and effort, but she guests it’s done. Everything. Done it.
Finished....
“Bu?”
“Y, yes?”
“It, mom, no...”.
Is anybody? Whahuh?
The driver was already outside the car, talking to Adira from the car window. The sound of heavy rain made him choose to open a little window while the driver's umbrella was open.
The driver just opened the fence of Adira's house. To deliver the boss into the shady yard. But he found a man.
He was standing on a trident roof that was no more than fifty centimeters. The roof was not too provide shade for people, but Nanda forced to stand in front of the fence of the house Adira.
“Ananda?”
The driver, who was back in the car, drove into the yard.
This woman goes down her car, “What's up?” Adira confronts a man who does not know he has entered the open fence.
“Why nights?” Adira brings her shoes to a shoe rack in a closet that blends into the wall, “What problem?”
“Why my arrival is considered as such a bad omen~ My heart aches~♪”
Adira sighed, “Please just tell me directly what your business is. I'm tired.”
Nanda smiled softly. It was as if he wanted to remain happy in front of this woman, but he could not calm down with Adira's dim spirit.
It approaches to the end of the terrace clean, “Because of rain~?”
Dira really has to deal with this guy? Really have to now?
“Bu, I'm sorry,” is not with Nanda, this driver sir chose to penetrate the rain with his raincoat.
Adira managed to open the door, “Be careful, sir,” he returned to Nanda, “Can we discuss this tomorrow? It's night.”
“Ananda.”
“Dira~”
This woman sighed, “You won't leave even if I drive away right?”
“Ti~dak~”
The rain is getting heavier with the sound of the father's vehicle is lost. Dira agreed to the wind and the rain tonight. This woman Nanda considered sweet really did not have the heart to drive her away.
“Come in,” Adira enters the house first.
Nanda smiled. He took off his shoes. Go in and close the door.
Adira, who had taken off her blazer, held out a small towel to the slightly wet Nanda.
“Trims,” Adira received the towel and cleaned her face.
Dira sitting on his couch, “You want to ask about your honor Danwar raked? It will take some time, but soon he will be in charge. Please wait a minute.”
Nanda laughs, “I came here, not make it.”
“Then?” Adira still seems busy with the work she takes home.
This guy knows he's always busy. But Adira's blank gaze, making Nanda can not be silent.
He sat down next to Dira. Bending himself forward, lowered his gaze to look at the face of the woman who kept her head down onto the pile of paper.
Adira noticed, distracted, “Can you tell me what your needs are?”
“What happened something?”
Dira does not listen, “Please just say what you want.”
Hm? This man's hand touched Dira's head. How surprising.
“I want to see Dira cry,” sad it is still on his face, “Let me not worry.”
“Ke, why should I cry?!”
“Mata Dira kayak maksa let not cry.”
“I won't cry!!”
“Continue, why is Dira angry?”
This woman is silent.
He was always calm and rational. But this time he also realized he was too emotional.
“I’m here.”
Adira looked at this man.
Nanda smiles, “Gak papa. No one is wrong.”
He could have said that. But Dira? This guy told her to cry? What the fuck?! That won't happen even if his own family tells him to be funny once the thought goes into Adira's head.
Technically, he has no family anymore.
Rejected by his own parents, making him not warty.
“Kan?” Nanda still looked at Dira's face that looked down, “Dira kayak want to cry.”
Dira breathes, “It's okay. No problem.”
“Nangis aja.”
“Ananda! Enough!”
The voice sounded even more thunderous than the lightning that followed. Standing in front of Nanda was angry. Adira is really fed up with Nanda forcing her to do things that Adira does not want.
However, in reality, Adira's tears were actually flowing.
The hand does not know the hand held Nanda, “It’s OK.”
Dira shakes. He would not admit that he was crying. What else is in front of others.
He showed himself that he was weak.
Adira pulled his hand. Walk quickly away from this man. Climb the stairs that are clearly visible from the position of the sofa.
It locked Nanda's eyes, where the woman was moving. The second floor that was clearly visible from the first floor made him know he had entered one room.
Dira turned his back to the door. His room was the first place he thought of hiding.
“Hik...,” the crying really broke.
Lemas, this woman was crying sobbing behind the door, Sitting she was leaning there.
Nanda himself? He reached his step at the door. He sat on the other side of the door. Waiting until the crying sounds subside.