
Early in the morning Tio Bimo's personal secretary had already reported to Bimo after confirming it, that the woman his superior was looking for was the same person.
"You sure?"
"I'm sure."
"It is true, Papah said, that the world is small."
Tio shows the CCTV that he can go through the tab and gives the daily schedule that Bimo will go through today.
Tio is a secretary of Bimo's belief, Tio was a senior Bimo when he was in college, because Tio's economic situation had failed to continue his studies. But Bimo gives him help on condition that Tio has to work with him when Bimo runs his company and this is where Tio is now.
"It seems like our schedule is really tight." Bimo Protest.
"Do I need to change some of today's schedules?"
"No, let's go now."
Bimo starts walking ahead of Tio, before getting to Tio's car running small just to open the door for Bimo.
"Thank you."
After breakfast Mutia rushed to the office, he had to submit the proposal ordered by Rosa. Because Rosa will wear it for today's meeting.
"Why don't you tell me?" Dirga immediately approached Mutia when he saw her get off the transport, Dirga had been waiting for him since morning.
"It's none of your business." Mutia spoke while walking.
Dirga pulled Mutia's arm. "Gear me if you speak." Dirga spoke in a soft voice.
"Dirga, we've no relationship, so you better stay away from me."
"No way, I told you I love you."
"Take a word."
"Aish, fuck. Listen carefully." Dirga held onto Mutia's hand firmly. "I don't want us to break up."
"Love you lie, let go of Dirga's pain!" Mutia tried to escape.
"What's this?" A person with a heavy and familiar voice had just clasped Dirga's hand.
"Bimo Mas!" Mutia was surprised to see the man who was nearby last night.
Bimo managed to remove the grip of Dirga's hand from Mutia's arm. He pushed strong Dirga body fortunately Dirga not to fall.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
"Who is he?" bimo asked with a sharp look. Dirga immediately approached and extended his hand.
"I'm Dirga, Mutia's lover."
"Former, don't talk at will" said Mutia.
Bimo stared at Mutia briefly then looked back at Dirga then ignored her, Dirga retracted her hand.
"Do you work here?"
"Yes, is Bimo's mas any need here?"
"No, I just happened to pass by. And accidentally saw you." Bimo stared again at Dirga with annoyance, how could that man named Dirga be rude to women.
"Sir Bimo, we must hurry." Tio's assistant Bimo reminded him of his work schedule.
"Come in, Mutia." Bimo orders Mutia. The chubby-cheeked girl nodded, Dirga followed Mutia from behind. "Heh, you!" Call him to Dirga until Dirga and Mutia turn their heads, with his finger Bimo beckoning for Dirga to approach.
But, Dirga smirked dislike. "What?!"
"Who is he? Your new boyfriend?
"No, he's papah's best friend's son."
"You're not lying, are you?" Dirga walked in alignment with Mutia. "Mutia!"
"What the hell?"
"My question answers?"
"Yes, she's my boyfriend, why?!" Mutia opened her eyes wide staring resentfully at Dirga.
"Mutia, you're changing" Dirga said in a soft tone.
"You changed me, Dirga. Did you not realize that you had hurt me." Mutia's tears were expanding almost out.
"I'm sorry, Mutia. I'm confused."
"Why be confused, you should never accept my love, you shouldn't play with my feelings." Mutia whispered until her voice choked as she held back her cries. "Our relationship is over, Dirga."
"No, I don't want to, give me one more chance, okay."
Again, Mutia is in doubt. Mutia loves Dirga very much, he is handsome, white, romantic and kind. Well then, before he knew he was just a game. Dirga's attention has warmed her heart, why is this love so stupid. What would happen if he stayed with Dirga.
Mutia did not want to waste the second life that God gave her, if she continued with Dirga the possibility of suicide could be repeated.
"What the hell, why the price can be wrong this way, you want us to get raw materials that are not quality!" Rosa slams the red map.
Mutia picked it up and read it, Mutia felt strange because the proposal was not hers.
"Sorry, Mom. But this isn't my proposal."
"What's not, you obviously gave it to me."
"Excuse me, Mom." Lala tries to enter when Mutia is angered by Rosa.
"It looks like the time we have taken, it is better to use this proposal only," said Lala. Rosa took it and read it. "It's an old proposal, I'm changing some of the price."
Rosa glanced at her watch, the time to meet clients can not be ignored. "All right, I gotta hurry. Mutia we'll talk later."
Rosa rushed out of her room, she was indeed in a great hurry. Lala glanced towards Mutia then left her.
Mutia went back to her desk, she felt sure she had worked on the proposal properly even she had checked it several times. Why it is different from what he did yesterday. Where did the proposal go that he was working on.
"I think I should make coffee, my head's gonna break." Mutia walks into the pantry and hearing Lala giggle makes Mutia suspicious and peek. There Lala was talking to Dirga while putting her head on the shoulder of Dirga who was sipping coffee.
"Why are you still bothering him?"
"I don't like him, that's all. Why don't you like it when your fat girlfriend is a bother."
Dirga was silent not answering. Dirga just enjoyed his coffee with a flat face.
"I'm satisfied to see her scolded by Miss Rosa, I was really lucky to use Rosa's negligence to exchange her proposal."
Mutia smothering her mouth was surprised to hear Lala's words, Mutia was annoyed with Dirga who was just silent like that without defending her at all.
"Dirga."
"Hm."
"Kiss me." Lala stood in front of Dirga. Dirga kept her coffee cup and began to wrap her hands around Lala's waist and then they kissed.
How can they make out in the office. Mutia felt breathless, her hands clenching her eyes heated up in anger. How could Dirga kiss her when she asked him for a second chance. Again, Mutia's heart was toyed by Dirga, her heart had wavered earlier, Mutia left the pantry without caring about her desire to drink coffee.
But, the steps stopped. Mutia you are really stupid. Please, this time don't be quiet, Mutia again walked towards the pantry and pushed the door so that the person who was making love was a crime.