THE LAST
31. Lunch Together

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Shaking Adi's phone sounded buzzing like a bee in Arga's quiet room. Arga glanced as if saying, quickly pick up!

"Sorry sir, I received this call first", Adi asked for permission and immediately left Arga's room after his superiors gave him permission.

After Adi left his room, Arga chose to concern himself with the files that were already queued in front of him. Drown yourself among paper papers full of letters and numbers.

Tok to tok.

The knock on the door did not distract him from his busyness. Until the high feet stopped in front of his desk. Arga already knew who had entered his room.

"It's time to rest sir, you'll eat out or order?", Dian bargained.

Arga put down the paper and ballpoint pen he had been holding since. Stretch the muscles of his body muscles, then lean his body.

"I'm just eating out, all the way to the gallery" he broke.

"Well sir", Dian resigned.

Arga presses the intercom connected to Reza's room which is also Adi's room. Asking the sweet-faced man to get his car ready. Like he said, he'll have lunch outside.

The knock on the door of his room distracts him from his busyness. Adi who was walking closer.

"Sorry sir, there's news from Mr. Reza. He asked Mrs Nadin to go to Surabaya, for research purposes" Adi reported.

"Asking Dian to make her duty letter", Arga orders Adi, Adi nods.

"The car is ready sir, you are leaving now?", asked Adi before leaving the room of his superior.

"Wait for me below", Arga ordered.

After Adi's death, Arga grabbed his cellphone which had not been touched. Contacting Hania. Suddenly he missed the beautiful woman. Of course, hoping to eat lunch with a warm woman makes him want to feel it again.

Arga's smile appeared like a sunflower, too wide, because the message was immediately reciprocated. Hania's waiting.

Arriving at the restaurant Hania, Arga was greeted by employees who long memorized. Arga went straight to the private room, while Adi occupied one of the visitor's desks in the outdoor section.

"Han, accompany me to eat", Arga sent a message to Hania.

His language increasingly showed himself approaching one step more. There's no reply. A minute, ten minutes, fifteen minutes. He saw the message again. Check two, but not yet read. Is he very busy? Though Arga deliberately came when the lunch hour had passed. Arga threw his gaze at the playground through the glass window beside his right.

Tok to tok.

Two waitresses entered his room while carrying a tray containing his order. Then arrange. Arga only respond to food that has been arranged. Really a menu that is appetizing. But not for Arga. He stared lazily at the food. He wished that Hania would accompany him to this lunch.

Until the door of his room opened without a knock made him turn his head. Suddenly his smile came up. Hania appeared with the apron still attached to her slender body. Arga immediately stood up to greet the woman. Retractable chair for Hania. Hania sat up clumsily. Actually she was embarrassed to meet Arga because of her hug drama yesterday. His face was a little blushing.

"You're not papa? Your cheeks are blushing", scolded Arga after sitting back in his chair,

which made Hania lower her face.

Hania held her cheek straight away. He's nervous now. The shadow of her being hugged by Arga flashed like a videotape. Hania blinked her eyes many times to remove the shadow.

"Ah this is it, why so much attention?", complained Hania inwardly.

"Han?", Arga who did not get any response from Hania, called out his name while touching his hand.

"Yes?", replied Hania while looking at the handsome man in front of her.

"You don't papa?", Hania just shook her head in response.

"Am I interrupting?", asked Arga who felt Hania's awkward attitude.

"Oh, no, no Mas. I was relaxed", he replied with a smile, a clumsy smile.

"If so, accompany me to eat. It's not good to eat alone", Pinta Arga again.

Hannah could only obey. Arga handed over a plate of carbonara spaghetti to Hania.

"I don't know your taste, but said your employee, you like this spaghetti" Arga said.

"Yes, this is enough" said Hania.

Incidentally, Hania is indeed wanting to eat processed noodles from the country of pizza. And Arga seems to know what he wants.

Arga who heard Hania thank him, raised his eyebrows. Shouldn't she be the one to thank him for the beautiful woman being willing to accompany him to lunch?

"For what? I should be the one who thanks you. I interrupted your time and forced you to have lunch with me" Arga said.

"It's not that Mas. It's a fucking coincidence. I was wanting to eat this", explained Hania who immediately made Arga happy, she did not choose the wrong menu. Again, his smile grew.

Not much chatter is created because basically they are not too familiar. Until the lunch together ended, they only focused on their food.

"Is it often like this? Asking the chef to accompany Mas to eat also when eating at other restaurants?", finally Hania could not bear to not ask.

Arga immediately shook his head as his mouth was chewing.

"Am I the same?", asked Hania again.

"Yes", said Arga after sipping mineral water.

"Why?", Hania was getting curious.

"Do not know, want to be managed by you", replied Arga origin.

He couldn't possibly tell the real reason, could run later on Hania. Now the beautiful rabbit-eyed woman is still keeping her distance, especially if she knows that she is approaching her because she is interested in him. The woman who quickly grabbed his attention was definitely difficult to open her heart to a new man.

Arga knows very well how the psychic condition of Hania. Same with her partner. But Hania has to endure all the grief while taking care of her baby without any parents giving her support. Can't vent sadness as he pleases. He was luckier than that beautiful woman. When she was down, the mother was always faithful.

Arga could feel the firmness of the fortress that Hania had created to protect herself from experiencing the same pain. To make the beautiful woman who has filled her heart to be anti on the man who wants to approach her. Including himself.

He felt Hania's attitude from the beginning of his meeting with Hania. While the other woman looked at her with a longing gaze, the beautiful woman thought that the look of their eyes whistling meant nothing, whereas Arga was frustrated thinking about it.

"Just want to be with me?", pointed Hania at herself, Arga nodded while throwing a smile as sweet as honey.

"Ehem", Hania cleared her throat neutralizing her pounding heart.

The real absurd reason. The man in front of her wanted to have lunch with her just because he wanted to be accompanied by her?

"Why not ask for the company of Mas's wife?", finally the question that had been hesitant to ask was thrown out as well.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!", Arga who was drinking immediately choked.

He coughed cough until his face turned red, causing Hania to panic. The beautiful woman immediately stood up to Arga, patting her head and stroking the handsome man's sturdy back. After slightly subsiding, he shrugged off the glass filled with mineral water.

Hania's hand on Arga's back made the man feel cared for once more. It feels nice and warm. He can smell Hania's body in such a close position. The smell of the body he had once touched. Yesterday's. And want to hold it again.

"Is it okay?", asked Hania to confirm with a face that still implies anxiety.

Arga nodded. The beautiful woman's question just now made her surprised. It turned out that Hania did not know her status. So, does the woman who is now a puja also feel bad about the status of Arga who is thought to still be married?

"I'm a widower, so which wife am I going to eat with?" arga explained his status.

Hania just stared at the sexy man. So Arga's a widower? Did that handsome man approach her knowing her status? That guy had a specific purpose? Hania's mind drifted where. Hania sighed then lowered her head. Then look at Arga again. The man still looked at him.

But, he was not like other men who did want to approach him. Arga is very careful with him. Treat him well even if his attention is sometimes excessive. The man also did not show any aggressive attitude towards her. Again Hania's mind drifted where it went.

"Han?", again the voice of Arga calling his name resuscitated him.

"Yes?", said Hania.

"What do you think?" asked Arga.

"Ngga, it's nothing. I just thought I had a wife. I don't want to be run over by someone's wife again", said Hania softly, she pressed the word "people's wife".

Arga. Staring at Hania's face that had turned soft. The woman hid her vulnerability. Arga underlined the word "wife of men". Hania uttered the word with emphasis, implying hatred for the married man who seduced her.

"Do you think I'm a married man who keeps flirting with you?", asked Arga while chuckling.

Arga tried to melt the atmosphere that instantly became sad. Trying to mark Hania.

"So you really think so", continued Arga because Hania was just silent.

Arga's guess made Hania look up at her face. His eyes are a little glassy. Makes Arga feel his heart ache. The beautiful woman in front of him looked fragile. He was eager to hold it, give it strength and of course protection.

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