Two Men
Mr. Joni's offer

Companies engaged in the field of ready-to-eat food is indeed very rapid development. Many employees work in this ten-story building. They have their own job and job.

Kania works on the eighth floor, where her financial division is located. There, he has a female friend named Desi. A woman whose age is only a month different from Kania.

"Hallo, dear Kania," said Desi. Beautiful brown-eyed girl. The color of the dress is so attractive and makes the girl look more charming. "You just came?"

"Assalamualaikum," said Kania. 

"Wa'alaikum salam" replied Desi.

Kania sat in the chair next to Desi. "Yes, here, Bestie. I was bad luck."

"Well!" Desi doesn't believe me. "People? How could a Kania possibly be bad luck."

Kania keeps the bag on the table, pulls out the phone, then turns on the computer. "I'm also a human being, Des."

Desi was still facing towards Kania. "Yes, I know. But, you, right, usually wake up from three in the night. I love the night."

There was a rough gasp of breath from Kania. Last night he did not pray at all, and once he woke up his eyes were immediately given an interesting gift. At six o'clock in the morning less than fifteen minutes, really he just rushed to take the wudu and dawn prayers.

"What are you not?" Desi's left index finger pointed. His eyes looked at his friend. "You're staying up late, huh?"

Kania shakes. "I just can't sleep, Des."

"Still thinking?" Serious pitched desi.

Kania quiet. The computer screen is on. 

"Biarin aja ngalir. If he's insensitive, assume there's nothing." Desi turned her face this time to her computer screen. "You don't have to think. Kan, you said it yourself. If you're a soul mate, you won't run."

Kania nodded her head. The atmosphere of the office began to be crowded, employees arrived with a myriad of activities. They work hand in hand to complete activities according to their respective portions.

Lunch time arrived along with Azan Dzuhur. Kania rushed to the mosque, while Desi was not performing prayers.

Desi waits for Kania in the office lobby. He sat quietly while playing his cell phone. Scroll through your Instagram account and search for the hottest news about your public life.

His eyes accidentally saw Radit with Mr. Joni, they had just finished performing Dzuhur prayer.

The two sat at Desi's front desk. Radit himself turned his back on Desi, while Mr. Joni faced Radit.

"So, how did you decide?" ask Mr. Joni.

Radit did not immediately reply, he was actually in two very confusing choices.

"There, you can rise to office" continued Mr. Joni.

Desi was interested in their conversation. Pretending to continue playing mobile. However, it is actually sharpening the hearing.

"This is a great opportunity for you, Dit. When can I step up again." Mr. Joni is seducing.

Radit. "I can't decide yet, sir."

Mr. Joni patted Radit's right shoulder. "Think carefully. It's about your career. You're young, and an opportunity like this won't come twice."

Radit. It's just that, something made it hard to accept this offer.

For a moment they were silent, struggling with the contents of each other's minds. A few seconds later, Joni stood up. Back to Radit. "I give you two days. Think carefully and decide what you think is good. Whatever your decision is, that's what will determine your career going forward."

Without looking at Desi, Mr. Joni immediately headed towards the elevator.

"Good, Sir. Thank you," replied Radit with an erratic mind. 

Desi watched the movements of the man in front of her, she looked riled up. There may be a burden on Radit. It's very clear.

Suddenly Kania came from the front, the girl waved her hand towards Desi. 

Kania walked over with eyes staring full of question marks. What happened to Radit? 

Could something happen to her friend?

As Kania drew closer, he now stood beside Radit. "What's wrong with you, Dit? It's still mid-month, it's lethargic."

Desi silencing mouth. He believes that Kania does not know about what Radit and Mr. Joni talked about a few days ago.

Radit. "You're not coming by greeting!" The man immediately put on a face much different from the one before, a little cheerful. "Not good to know."

"Yes, yeah." Kania forgot. "Assalamualaikum, Radit."

"Waalaikum salam" replied Radit.

Desi held a laugh in the back. They are sometimes like dogs and cats, clashing with each other. However, it won't be long. Maybe because they have been friends since their mother's womb.

"You sick?" asked Kania who saw Radit massaging his forehead.

Radit shook his head quickly. "No."

Kania's gaze turned to Desi, then asked, "Des, since you've seen her like this continue?"

Instantly Radit flinched, then turned around, and found Desi who was smiling widely as if she knew something.

Radit's eyes try not to be too close to see, he again threw a glance in any direction. His heart is now flogging.

Since when is Desi here?

Did he hear everything?"

Many questions arise in Radit's mind. However, the man did not dare to ask for now. There is a Kania among them.

Desi acted as if there was nothing. He smiled broadly welcoming Kania's question. "Yes. From then on Radit daydreamed. It's the middle of the month." 

Radit's eyes are wide. He wasn't sure if Desi hadn't heard the conversation earlier. Or maybe the girl pretended not to hear in order to keep Kania feeling. Yes ... do not rule out the possibility that is the reason.

Kania switched views on Radit. "Your money is really over, Dit?" 

Radit breathed a rough breath. "No. I'm just dizzy again." Radit's lying.

Desi flinched, while the right corner of Radit's eye saw the change in expression of Desi. This further reassures him if the division friend with Kania is hiding something.

Desi stood up, she thought the situation was not okay. Because Radit looks worried. "Come, we'll have lunch. I'm hungry, right." The girl moved two steps closer to Kania. "Spicy chicken noodles seem good."

Kania remembered his intention before the prayer. "Ah, yes. Come on." 

"Would you like to come?" desi asked Radit.

There's no hunger coming to Radit's stomach. He doesn't want to eat anything. Maybe making coffee in the pantry is a good way to calm the mind at this time. "No, thanks. I'm gonna make some coffee."

Kania's forehead shriveled. "It wasn't ten o'clock, I was in the pantry. You're making coffee too, Dit?"

Kania didn't see wrong. 

"Yes. But, want to coffee again," replied Radit.

"Don't mostly coffee. Later you will not eat," said Kania.

Desi's heart was pounding, sick. He may be guilty of having come to hide about this from Kania. However, he also could not reveal the secrets of others.

Desi holds Kania's right hand. "Udah wants to finish time off, huh. Come on, go." The girl took Kania away from Radit.