Universe 2
First

The door of the room is closed. For a while Akbar's body was staring at the doorway. His eyes moved around watching.

Furthermore, *******breath out of his mouth.

The welcome he got was lively and also gave him a disturbing surprise into his heart.

Hal, this had just been thought of by him.

Would everyone think so too? His existence in this place is only as a shield or spy for his family. Although, not true. Still, that feeling bothers him.

Trek

Akbar's arm moved off his suit.

Then, put it on the hanger.

not long later he leaned his body on the chair.

Crick

Akbar opened the lid of the mineral water bottle and straightened it. Moistened his throat which felt very dry.

Tap

His arm touched the computer panel, turned it on.

While waiting for Akbar to review and understand the task he had to do in his new position.

Akbar wrote the things he had to do in a note and attached them to a board next to the computer, styling them in order.

Akbar has a planned personality type. So, he made small plans that he had to work on in a day. If not begiu, he will only be difficult and make it more stressful.

Three hours passed.

The glasses he wore looked down.

He stayed in his position, for a long time. Make the neck of his head feel stiff and the eyes feel dry.

Halfway through, he finished half of his job.

Akbar moved from his place, then began to stretch all parts of his body in order to relax his muscles that felt very stiff.

The room Akbar had was very spacious. In his room he had a set of workplaces, a set of sofas with a bear-sized television, a toilet, a toilet, a place that provides a coffee maker facing towards the window with a view that directly shows the highway.

Akbar stepped up his legs, walking towards the coffee maker.

In less than five minutes Akbar had vertical iced coffee, enjoying the process of adding sugar to his body. He refreshed his body and his sleepy eyes lit up again.

Akbar returned to his place, turning his chair facing toward the large window before him.

His arm, moving out the phone.

Then, put it right on the table that he rested between the books.

Record the gradation of the sky that changes color. From the light orange color changed to dark blue.

Akbar enjoyed it, with a cup of coffee.

“Wah” He was amazed to feel the perfect atmosphere that closed his day.

Shortly after, Akbar was seen staring back at the computer screen again continuing his work that had stopped.

20.45 wib

Since then, Akbar has not moved in his place. His appearance currently looked unruly. The tie he had worn earlier was now lying on the sofa.

Trek

Akbar turned his gaze towards the door.

His forehead frowned, realizing no movement was happening in that place.

He turned his eyes back to the computer.

While from the doorway, it is seen that Mr. Mardi entered the room.

Akbar still didn't realize it.

Mardi continued to continue his steps, approaching Akbar.

“Not finished bar?” ask Mardi.

Akbar was aghast, he turned his head with his eyes wide.

“From yesterday Sir?’ akbar said then immediately moved from his place.

Mardi nodded, assuring.

“Casual aja bar. No need to rush”, said mardi after seeing the work desk Akbar is very tight. Paste notes scattered everywhere also the trash can that has been filled by paper trash.

Akbar smiled, replying to the words Mardi told him.

“Come dinner with” invite Mardi.

“After sir, let Akbar clean-brsih first” said Akbar, asking for permission.

“Iya, please” said Mardi.

Akbar immediately rushed towards the bathroom.

He rinsed his entire face with water and then wiped it with a towel.

In less than five minutes Akbar returned to the room.

This time it looks like he took off his shirt vest.

“Mari pak” take Akbar to Mardi. He was busy putting a suit on his body.

# Hospital Canteen#

Akbar's footsteps stopped with his frowning forehead.

The look full of signs he gave to Mardi who turned to him.

Akbar had no idea, that here had a place like this. She thought Mardi would take her out to dinner.

“Ayo”

“Tenak aja, the food here is delicious Baar” said Mardi explained, after seeing Akbar's reaction that looks confused.

“In a day the three main menus are served alternately” he explained again

“This canteen is special for staff, nurses, doctors, led”

“All are free to eat here, free” Mardi explained.

Akbar nodded, understanding the explanation Mardi gave.

Akbar's steps moved forward following Mardi who had already taken his dinner dishes.

Akbar took a portion of his food, then his body moved towards an empty table.

His gaze stopped, when he saw Beautiful in the same room with him. For some time there was eye contact between the two. Akbar sat on a chair opposite the Beautiful. Both facing. On his right side is Mardi sitting next to him.

Realizing the existence of Akbar in that place makes the activity that is being done Indah stopped. His arm immediately dropped and put it back on the plate. The gaze that Akbar gave him made Indah lose her appetite.

“Why Ndah?” said Vio, one of the resident children as well.

He asked a question after hearing ******breath coming out of Indah.

Beautifully shaking her head. Next, he looks down his head trying to avoid eye contact made by Akbar.

“How, the food?” mardi asked, after one mouthful went into Akbar's mouth.

“Enak pak” reply short.

“I just found out. Pak Dharma has a big child” said Mardi discussing dharma.

“Since on the bench smka I do not live here pak” said Akbar explained.

Mardi widened his eyes, not believing what he was hearing.

“Pantesan father never knew about kamu” said Mardi

Akbar nodded, confirming Mardi's words.

“From sma in swiss?’ mardi asked increasingly curious.

Akbar shook his head.

“Continue, anywhere?” he kept asking his questions.

“Di australi. There I studied undergraduate and master's degrees. After that, I completed my S3 level in swiss’

“I'm lucky sir. There, I can get a job right away. In that place I got the opportunity to go to different countries for a work visit” Akbar explained part of his life journey.

“Wah” Mardi rattled in awe. Heard what Akbar said. Someone like Akbar is very difficult to meet.

Beautifully moved from its place by carrying a dirty tray that was on his right arm.

Shortly after, he left the place with his two friends.

“Lantas, what brought you back here?” mardi said bluntly conveying what was in his head.

The sharp corner of Akbar's eyes noticed Beautiful leaving the canteen.

The corner of his lips smiled.

Trng tring

Phone ringing sound.

Akbar felt his suit pocket. Then, take the phone out of it.

“Sorry, I picked up the phone first sir?” akbar said asking for a little time to mardi.