The Incomplete Love
Not Jin

The next day when Qiara entered the office, all the employees stood up and clapped.

Qiara. Mario and Julia went ahead with the cake.

“Today open my birthday.”

“We know, silly. Congrat! You're still alive after being 15 minutes and 13 seconds late from meeting with Doctor Devan. And secondly, he has signed a contract with you as his designer.”

“What? This is Leslie's project, right?” Qiara was not feeling well for allegedly seizing his partner's client.

“Take it! Take it! I don't mind,” Leslie hugged Qiara tightly as if she was off the weight that was squeezing her.

“He wants to meet you. Don't be late, you promised not to be late.”

“What time?”

“One hour from now.”

“Innalillaahi, from here to there only ninety minutes it is the maximum speed allowed.”

“Good luck, honey, leave now there.” Julia stroked Qiara's back.

It was to be expected, Qiara was late. Ted had already fought desperately by taking shortcuts, but the mileage and maximum speed rules did not allow them to arrive at the mansion for less than ninety minutes. Thanks to Ted they arrived within seventy-five minutes.

Devan's waiting outside.

“This is a person is there no work, yes?” Inner Qiara again. He tidied up his clothes and hood and got out of the car.

“Good morning ..”

“Go home! Yesterday you said it wouldn't be too late. You're twenty-two minutes late.”

Qiara looked into Devan's eyes while Jack behind her coded for Qiara to lower her head.

“Good, I'm sorry if it's still late. It turns out there are fools who are not aware of the distance of the city center and this place is very far.”

Without saying anything Qiara turned towards the car. It turns out that Doctor Devan is such a jerk.

“Qiara Anjani!”

Qiara stopped stepping once she heard her full name called. Usually only Thoriq or absentee officers in his class call him that. The woman turned around her net staring at Devan.

“Yes?”

“Sign in and do your job. Don't disappoint me again with your boast as a reliable interior designer.”

“Ah, thank goodness. My ass is still sore from sitting on.” With light steps Qiara walked towards the mansion leaving Devan who almost threw her with a flower pot if not held back by Jack.

Qiara was directed to the dining room which was on the left side of the mansion facing the lake. Qiara took the time to look around followed by an irritated look Devan who was impatient.

“I can make a house-tour for you.”

“Thanks, but indeed I have to admit the panorama of your house is indeed amazing.” Qiara made the code okay with the tip of her index finger and the tip of her thumb. His smile expands, his eyes twinkle implying admiration for the masterpiece of the Creator.

Devan was about to answer with a cynical sentence but instead the man was dumbstruck looking at Qiara's radiant face. A warm feeling goes into a long cold heart. The warm feeling when Stella was still with him.

“Stop! I changed my mind. Go home. I will cancel our cooperation and keep paying all the agreed fees.”

Qiara was dumbstruck, suddenly a wave of emotions broke through his wits. Before thinking twice the woman said, “So easy you make a decision, Dear Doctor Devan. A second you kick me out, a second you ask me to work again, seconds later you change your mind and cancel the whole contract?”

“Nona, Miss Qiara, let me take you out,” Jack said as he pointed his hand at the door.

“Shortly, Mr. Jack. I don't care if you're the most unfortunate person in the world. Sitting in an electric wheelchair, in a mansion that costs the equivalent of the living expenses of a hundred orphans. Everyone has problems. Don't play other people's lives just because you feel sorry for yourself.”

Qiara looked at Devan with an angry look.

“No need to show way out. I've memorized the outside heads of all the rooms and exits in this mansion.”

Qiara stepped furiously. One point in vain is to waste time on a labile human like Devan.

***

Arriving at the office, Qiara threw her body in her work chair.

“What a waste of time,” pickle while unpacking his stuff to start working.

The woman could not concentrate her mind. Repeatedly breathing to relieve emotions.

“Qiara, could you come here please,” call Mario from his room.

Soon Qiara moved towards her superior room. His eyes widened to see the handsome tall figure sitting in the wheelchair was there.

“Well, well, well .. we meet again Miss Qiara Anjani.”

Qiara resignedly looked at the faces of Mario and Julia who looked grim.

“Sit,” Mario's word.

“Qiara, Doctor Devan recounted the incident this morning. We have talked about the consequences of the contract,” explained Julia slowly.

Mario added, “Intinya, the contract continues with one absolute condition. You are an exclusive consultant for this project. This means that you only specifically work on this project with 200% compensation for your work hours. In addition, Doctor Devan willed during the project you stay in his mansion.”

Qiara looked at Mario and Julia alternately.

“You're kidding, right? I have nothing to bond with to stay with that doctor.”

Doctor Devan cleared his throat. “The doctor will provide a separate pavilion from the main mansion. Unless you want to have a special bond with me, you can only stay in the main mansion.” At first glance the man smiled.

“Listen yes, Doctor Devan. I'm not living to wait for a project from you. Some of the projects I've been working on are ongoing and they have the same interests. I can't leave them to fulfill your request and also don't think about paying them any damages. If you have excess money, you better donate.”

“I'm honored if you'd like to cooperate. But please follow the existing work pattern. I'm going to your place with pre-agreed schedules. And since I am not a genie who can fly to and fro, please give me time to get to your place by normal transportation.”

Mario and Julia meet. Mario chose silence, there is no point in cutting off the talk of pregnant women. He has learned a lot from his wife, Julia, who is seven months pregnant. While Julia, she supported Qiara a thousand percent. There must be someone who dares to face this doctor.

After Qiara finished, Devan said nothing. He moved his wheelchair towards the door and said, “The next meeting was after nine in the morning. Be on time. And I don't want to pay the meeting bill today.”

Mario, Julia, and Qiara stared at the backs of the wheelchairs sliding away.

“Qiara! Oh, my God, you're so great, huh? You rock, girl!” Julia patted Qiara on the shoulder who was still going up and down with emotion.

“Kok she can spit really till here, Juls?”

“Hike helicopter, sound it,” Mario said as soon as he heard the low-flying helicopter near their office.

***

In the evening, descending at a bus stop near her apartment, Qiara walks home when she hears her name called.

“Qiara, come in!“ Stephanie apparently saw Qiara on the bus passing in front of Jeremy's cafe.

Reluctant to refuse, Qiara walked towards the light blue painted cafe. Today is exhausting inner birth.

“Hi dear, how’s your day?”

“Good but exhausted,” answers.

“Aww poor you. Jeremy, can you get me some tea and a piece of brownie for Qiara?”

Jeremy greeted Qiara and then brought her some tea and brownies.

“You want more ice cream?”

“Bby, thanks!”

Qiara chose to sit at the counter. His legs and waist seemed to be breaking up.

“Capek?”

“Lumayan,” Qiara replied while moving her toes.

“Eat, I'll pack Osso Buco. Especially for you, I cook without white wine. I'm the one who bought.”

Osso Buco is a typical Italian cuisine where beef is boiled with various spices and white wine until tender. Jeremy wanted Qiara to taste a special dish but was rejected subtly because it was cooked using wine. Jeremy has since experimented to cook the dish without white wine.

Qiara nodded vigorously, her stomach was indeed easily hungry since she was pregnant.

“Wow, Jer, the brownies are so good. Perfect match with peppermint tea.”

Jeremy smiled happily. While serving customers, he secretly noticed the cool Qiara eating brownies. Sitting on a counter chair with a tiny body, no one thought the woman was twenty-six years old and was two-bodied.

Stephanie sat down next to Qiara.

“How are you doing, dear?”

“I ... I'm still sad, but in shea God will try hard for my baby.”

Stephanie stroking Qiara's stomach. Mel and Mark tell the story in detail. Their hearts were heartbroken at how her ex-husband slapped Qiara and pushed her. Without compassion left him in pain.

They were also moved to see how Qiara and Thoriq actually still loved each other. They saw how steadfast Qiara was going through the days, without complaining.

“We will always help you, dear.” Stephanie stroked Qiara's hair covered in a veil. He could not understand how Thoriq could wish and hurt a woman like Qiara. But that's how life is, giving unexpected surprises.

Someone called Stephanie. Qiara smiled at the kind-hearted woman who was always attentive to her.

“You know? My mother loves you more. Me and Geoff were never noticed like that.” Suddenly the blue-eyed man was already standing before Qiara while handing over the large parcel.

“No one can love a mother to her child. Don't be stupid, Jer,” reply Qiara chuckled.

Jeremy also laughed, then the man replied, “ I'm willing my mother loves you.“ Qiara picked up the package Jeremy gave her while tidying up her things, involuntarily a pair of eyes staring gently.

“Haha, you are too old to be envious of such a thing, Jer. Here you go, for tea and brownies.”

Qiara handed me some banknotes.

“Thanks, I also brought you brownies, free, I'm the treat.”

“Wah thank you. Yes, I have come home. Tomorrow morning leave me choco croissant huh. Want me to take it to the office,” Qiara said as she walked out of the cafe.

“I will make you more special than that, Qia,” muttered Jeremy, from the corner of his eyes watching Qiara who was already walking outside his cafe.

“Don't approach him if you just want to mess around. You will deal with Mommy, Mel, and Uncle Mark,” sis Stephanie who is already standing next to Jeremy.

“Ngak lah .. who wants to deketin,” said Jeremy while passing away from his mother.

***

At night, Qiara was already wearing pajamas. His stomach is full of devouring Osso Buco made by Jeremy which is delicious.

He took something from the nightstand drawer. A box with a watch. Behind her was a sign: Qiara loves Thoriq forever.

He holds a watch that should be a gift on Thoriq's birthday.

“Happy belated birthday, Mas ..”

***