The Childish And The Beast
#43 Is Not Both
No need for length. Four months of hard work. The woman who has always been considered inappropriate just because of her appearance is putting out all her efforts for Pancarona.
If you need to talk, not much happens. Twelve Danwar failed projects that were completed with family. The court has already been held twice for Danwar. Fares handled it very well even though Adira was only sitting on the court seat. The cadets started at the fifth floor construction stage.
Yeah, not much happened. Because for Adira, there is still a lot of PR to be done.
Nanda who saw it just dizzy seven circumference. Omar? Just eat it with lunch as usual.
“Do I take it?” Nanda hugs the studio guitar with a hovering wishful thinking, “Where?”
Omar was more confused. But he doesn't care about it, “Iya. Bring me.”
“Serious?”
“Iye.”
Nanda stand with spirit, “Mantap!”
As if his own brother, Omar had expected that spirit. However, like a stranger, this hungry OB alone was unconcerned and lazy to see him off. Especially if asked to find out what Nanda is fighting about.
In between Nanda who was looking for one person, a small meeting was held in Adira's room. The woman who finally had a reason to sit quietly and listen to this, faced off against a special guest.
“Hmm..., you sure she likes this?” mr. Hadyan relaxing on the front sofa of Adira, “O hoh! I thought what? He loves all the presents! Hahahaha!”
“I want to plan more expand. But I'm the one who's not right for that. I think this is the best thing.”
“But this way... the name is gambling right?”
Adira put her coffee back on the table, “I don't think so. Nanda ability can cover it,” he was silent for a moment, “But father is right, I have to discuss this first before giving it.”
“Hahahaha! You're so sorry about Nanda!”
Dira's face flushed, “Ti! No!” it should remain calm, “Aaa.. sir, you know this is just as a gift as it helped me and Pancarona a lot. Ananda does not want to accept anything, but I think he will prefer this.”
This father smiled at the behavior of young people who like to avoid. But he had felt that nuance. This is the moment when both of them decide. Not anyone else.
“Therefore, I beg your guidance. I wouldn't be able to realize this without you, sir.”
“Without your asking, I have the intention of giving her a gift. But if the idea is like this, I'll come for sure. Just tell me when you're ready, I'll take care of the rest.”
“Thank you, sir.”
This mature grandfather stands up, “Nah, if so I pamit.”
“Let me interven,” this woman comes to stand.
“Haduh..., I'm still a stranger here? Let me go back and forth by myself.”
The weight of his heart is as big as it is, Dira still can not fence the freedom of this old man.
This woman is bending small, “Be careful on the road, sir. May father's day be good.”
“Adira too,” this father found Adira's shoulder.
This man passed through Adira's door. While Dira still stood up to say hello.
He stood there long. His mind is hanging. But he did not need to think much if he only needed to talk to Ananda.
Tok tok!
The exact time, the direction of Adira's gaze still did not move from the direction of the closed door.
“Ink,” Adira responds to the second wave of beats.
And well, nothing else and nothing, the ever-appearing Ananda could be talked about.
Nanda, who caught her boss standing at the door, assumed that her boss would reach for the door, “You're out?”
Adira shook her head, “What's up?”
Cheap smile this man entered the room and closed the door behind him, “Not busy?”
Adira folds both hands, “Indeed I can work if there is you in my room?”
“Heh,” the laughter is still fresh despite the hot start day, “This is malming...”.
Still with both hands bent in front of her body, Adira raised her eyebrows, “Intinya?”
“Intinya.. there is an exit plan?”
“No,” Adira stay away from some steps want to get back to work, “Already?”
“Ei, Dengerin lah~” Nanda come closer.
“What?” Adira turned around and looked at this black-eyed man.
“Malming-an not afdol if you don't have fun, not sih~?”
Momentary silence,. This woman felt in which direction this series of dialogues would go. He stood firmly still between the sofa. He looked at Nanda calmly.
“So..., would you like me?”
“... I am not a person who can have fun.”
“That doesn’t mean I don’t want to.”
Dira plays his eyes in another direction like most people think, “Tonight?”
Ananda still playing smile, “Tonight~”
Dira was silent for a moment while pulling and wasting breath, “You can take the car?”
For Nanda, it was the first time he had heard a random question from his boss. Though this boss always protested if Nanda spoke random.
Seringai spirit Nanda replied, “Iya. I was a private driver about a year ago. My SIM is still active~”
“You to my home. We're leaving by car. What time you will be there.”
His crisp laugh never got bored despite being called many times that. It felt like peace to hear the sound of birds in the morning. Even Adira did not hate him even though he was still acting like an indifferent.
But he could no longer ignore it, especially now.
“Gyaa!” yelled Adira realizing this man carelessly hugged her.
“Thank you~!”
“Lease! Said freelance!” Adira pulls a sofa cushion close to her, “Despite not?! Release!”
Nanda still laughed cheerfully even though he was forced to take off his arms due to a pillow blow from Adira. Adira who was flushed red in the face was still beating as hard as she could.
“Out!” adira's behavior is considered the opposite by Nanda. Until this woman has to push her right to the door, “Back work! Out!”
“Iya~ Hahahaha! I’ll text you later~ Kay~?”
“Out!”
The door closed and quiet. Adira could not think like her usual self.
What kind of story to expect when it's like this. Want to be angry, but the interlocutor like that. Like talking to a child who is not even aware that faced is an angry woman. There is only wasted energy.
But really, the beast that people were talking about could no longer remember the script. It was like a theater that was far from the original plot. If the beauty that was spoken of was being brave like that, it was no longer the sweet story of dance that awaited them.
Adira didn't think anything about it⏤ yet? What he thought he wanted to get home quickly. Maybe... to the salon?!
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“Truly, Nan?”
This man called out had a relaxed face. In line with the relaxed t shirt printing and cheap jogger pants. Shoes that were only one of his two shoes went to the terrace that should be clean.
He shrugged one shoulder while tilting his head, “Lah? The spirit will leave with the car.”
“But right...”.
“Gini deh, cave clear,” one more friend replied without hesitation, “Why did you invite bu Dira too?!” the pressure while holding the volume of sound felt very close to Nanda's ear.
But Nanda's brain even deviated from the threat, “Ye, Omar aja bekin.”
“Huh?!” Omar is surprised, “Where are you from?!”
“Ye this morning also you said invite aje~”
Omar remained silent. He did not expect small indifference to become. Tired of thinking Omar.
Moreover....
Tong Ting!
Nanda has already pressed Adira's doorbell.
“Already. You guys do want to push your own boss~ Hayo~” Nanda know how scared these friends are of talking to Dira.
“Sial⏤”
Door opens. And silence hit.
On the one hand, Adira was confused by the number of people in front of her house. Five guys? Maybe more. But he cannot express his opinion.
On the other hand, these workers were already at one step before checkmate. They don't want to take this bossy boss to their fun night. Their eyes glared showing that opinion. But their mouths were forcefully closed as if glued.
Then one more side....
“Lah? Dira dandan~?”
This is. it's really awkward.