The Temptation of the Former

The Temptation of the Former
What doesn't mean?


Johan was on his way home, with his hands still clasped tightly in his hands. If indeed Jihan had forgotten about it, why does jihan still keep a necklace full of their bad memories.


Recalling Jihan's words in the parking lot, Jihan said, Sorry if I spoke presumptuously because this is outside office hours. I just want to say .. what if, what you see with the actual reality is not the same, I hope you will not regret it, Excuse me.


Johan stops his car at a bus stop where they last met, where he used to pick up Jihan. He sat in the chair of the stop staring at the street.


Johan now realizes that he is still stuck in the past, not Jihan but himself, by hating Jihan what he got, the satisfaction of seeing the tortured jihan, the unreality of seeing Jihan happy.


Suddenly Johan realizes that her behavior really does not reflect that of a grown man.


"How now should I behave, I am confused by my own feelings," Johan muttered as he looked at the calamity he had in his hand.


Johan is still confused about his own feelings, whether he really has forgotten Jihan or he still has a taste for Jihan.


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Jihan blinked her eyes, when she felt glare from the open window, she saw the clock on the wall that had shown at 7 am, Jihan immediately came down from her bed, took a towel, and took a towel, then headed to the bathroom.


Arriving in the bathroom, jihan could not go straight in, because his cousin Nino's sister was inside.


"Nino, are we inside?" ask Jihan.


"Yes!" peekut Nino.


"It's not finished yet, brother is too late" said Jihan.


" No!" peekik Nino again.


Mela who had just finished making breakfast, stepped closer to Jihan who was still in front of the bathroom door.


"Why the hell, how's it going?" ask Mela.


"I'm almost late Auntie, it's seven in the morning, maybe my boss will be angry, he's very fierce," said Jihan.


"Rully? ... No really, your boss is polite and gentle when talking," said Mela.


"How does auntie know?" ask Jihan.


"You don't remember, your boss who drove you home last night, he's also the one who carried you up to the room, already handsome, well established, well again," Mela said.


Reversed by Mela's current facial expression, jihan's face turned pale, Johan went into his room, he remembered putting Johan's necklace on the dresser.


Jihan immediately ran towards her room, Mela was increasingly confused by her nephew's behavior.


"What's the matter?" said Mela while looking at Jihan's departure.


Jihan opened the door to her room, walked to her dressing table in the corner of the room, and she began to look around for where the necklace was, as she remembered, putting the necklace on the table near her accessory shelf, he was looking but did not meet either.


Jihan turned to check it in the drawer, who knew she had put it back in the box, and nothing, the necklace wasn't there.


"No!!" Jehan's screams echoed throughout the house.


Nino, who was still in the bathroom, was shocked. Mela approached Jihan in her room.


"Jihan, what's wrong with you?" ask Mela.


"It's okay auntie, there was a cockroach on my leg" said Jihan, looking for an excuse, it's impossible, he told Mela.


"Huh ... aunt guess why, there's a bath, it's Nino's done," said Mela, then left.


Jihan banged her own eel, muttering her carelessness, actually she also did not expect if Johan would deliver her to the room.


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Jihan is leaning against a wall, her mind is in turmoil, how she is going to face Johan now.


Pretending not to know, it should be, Inner Jihan.


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"Hihan Jihan!" malik Exclaims to Surprise Jihan who is daydreaming.


"Malik, just be surprised" said Jihan.


"Hehe, sorry ... you why are you still standing here?" ask malik.


"I'm waiting for our CEO to come, Huh .. There are rules, why should he be welcomed, too" complained Jihan.


"You have patience, what if I go with you?" ask Malik.


"OK .. it's better if the two of you, alone here, make me look like a fool" Jihan said.


After a while waiting finally the car that brought Johan came, parked in front of the lobby. Johan came out gallantly as usual, the female employees who were there, screaming hysterically, because they saw the arrival of Johan.


While Jihan, just silent, expressionless, was glancing towards the women beside her, Jihan shook her head, as if saying inwardly, don't directly adore her you don't know her true attitude right.


"Good morning sir" said Jihan and Malik simultaneously.


Johan frowned, when he found his younger brother Malik was in his company, and used an employee identity card.


"Malik" Johan said as he continued to look at Malik.


"Good afternoon sir, I am a new employee in the finance department" Malik said straightforwardly.


Jihan was surprised how Johan knew Malik's name, but she could not ask because she still felt awkward with Johan.


Malik, putting his index finger in front of his mouth, as if to tell Johan, so as not to say that Johan was his cousin's brother, it was fortunate that Jihan did not see him.


Johan immediately understood Malik's intentions, no matter what he meant, but Johan did not care, he continued his steps followed by Jihan from behind.


Jihan turned around for a while, waved her hand at Malik, and was immediately countered by Malik who waved his hand.


Arriving in the room, jihan immediately stopped in front of his desk. He put down his bag, just as he was about to sit down, Johan already made a sound.


"Follow into my room" Johan said without looking at Jihan.


Jihan was getting panicked, lest Johan would discuss the matter of the necklace, what to say later, he really wasn't ready for this, not ready for all the questions Johan will ask later.


Jihan stepped limply, holding the door handle, opened it a little, peeked at Johan who was already sitting on his big chair, then closed the door again.


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Jihan Exhaled Breath slowly, trying to carve out a smile on her pale, sweaty face.


"Good morning sir" he said as he entered Johan's room.


Johan took a quick look at the jihan and then refocused on his laptop screen, " Sit down."


Jihan stepped towards the desk, feeling mixed up, and sat down in front of Johan.


I don't know what Johan will say, but now Johan hasn't said anything except to keep staring fixed Jihan.


Why do I keep thinking about women like you, you who have betrayed me should never appear again, Jihan you really tortured me, Johan said.