Yellow Flags
Yarn of Destiny

🚩 Jacob

The Beno image was not so bad. But Fera's edit doesn't change anything too much. I rubbed my forehead, which somehow felt hot as the screen continued to roll. Displaying a row of images with a level of sharpness that hurts the eyes.

Do I need to edit this picture myself? Why am I hiring employees?

I sighed, raising my hand to support my chin. “This image is too sharp, so less visible smooth. As if it looks not fused with the background that somehow, here it looks blur.” My words are unordered. It even sounds convoluted. I was just trying not to offend Fera. But he also worked hard.

Mr. Utomo wants to give you an additional project. With the condition that there is an increase in sales after we advertise his product. Fera with his marketing skills, able to process the sentence that made Pak Utomo believe. Not only the mountain sandals we get, mountain climbing equipment has also been included in the list of next day projects.

The watch on the wrist shows 16:05. I glanced at the four employees who still shared a table with me. There is actually a special room for me. It's just, working alone makes me easily distracted. And so did my coworkers. If they are not being watched, they will play on their phones.

I cleared my throat slowly. “It's past office hours, why didn't anyone say?” I said while glancing one by one employees.

Lolita pulls a forced smile, “iya Sir. It looks like something is still being done, so..”.

“Yes no papa,” cut me. I closed the laptop. “Tomorrow if it is past working hours, you say aja.” I looked up, looking at Hasan. “Template for project one how?” my many.

“There are five more posts. Still basic, but tomorrow is.”

I nodded slowly, “ alright. Today we got here. We continue again tomorrow.”

On my way to the parking lot, I pressed Winona's contact. Confirming him….

Oh, wait. I don't know where his office is!

Well, I ask you that.

My call was not raised. I've called three times, still at the end of the ringtone, the voice of the operator who answered. Is it okay for Echoes to return to Winona's office? Bothering the girl?

Remembering that name alone made me suddenly feel uneasy. Echoes….

Who is this bastard?!

He had enough guts and a myriad of confidence that made him confident to get close to Winona. More than he's married. And what makes me even more upset is that his wife knows about her husband's crocodile nature.

But Sepia can't do much! He even cornered Winona. Putting the blame on his own best friend! What kind of friend is Sepia!

“Still here Sir?” that soft voice broke my daydream. I turned, finding the timid look of Lolita. A small smile was drawn at the corner of his lips. “Where are you going, sir?”

Why did he ask? From the looks of it, it looks like Lolita wants to hitchhike. I'm not in the mood to give a ride to a girl other than Winona. I laughed softly, scratching the temple. “I go first yes.” I turned around, walking quickly towards the door.

My mind wanders, in the midst of the dense flow of the highway. Is Winona overtime? That is better than the presence of interference from pests called Echoes!

I chuckle softly. Given how it would fit if I called Gema the Hama!

“Ah, shit!” my macu. I feel upset again. Because of my stupidity not knowing where Winona's office is. I should have asked the girl. Ask anyone, I don't know.

Cellphone's ringing. Quickly, I picked up that flat object.

My tense shoulders came back down while reading the name on the screen. What's Aleia calling me?

I just ignore it. If I pick him up, and he asks me to meet him, I won't be able to get there. Or if he re-opens the conversation last night who knows he remembers, I'm not in the mood to serve his curses at all.

All I want is a phone call from Winona.

My phone is back vibrating. There is an incoming message notification. From the corner of my eye, I saw the name of Aleia sending a message.

Why do I realize now, that finding a woman like Winona is very difficult. Communication is the first thing that becomes the bridge of a relationship. And my only problem with Winona was just a misunderstanding. When I said that I left a letter to Sepia, the girl began to melt.

He wants to listen.

The red light was still about 100 meters away. Queues of cars and motorcycles that overtake add to the complicated atmosphere of the Capital City.

I breathe heavily. I was annoyed by the numbers on the screen.

16.46.

The notification screen still displayed Aleia's name. I frowned, skimming the message.

Sorry I am yes.

The contents of the message attract attention. It made me open a message that was sent a few minutes ago.

I exhaled heavily after reading the message. Aleia understood his position, but he kind of asked me to understand it? Does he think I don't have dreams? Does he think he is the only one who wants a beautiful future?

Me too!

The message I have opened, I want to reply with a long cursory as well. But the name on the call screen made me smile.

"Hello, Wio."

"Hello. Hmm, so you're here? Or I'll go home just once."

"So I called you, but I wasn't picked up. I want nanyain where your office is."

The oddity slowly sounded from across the phone. "Why the hell, the meeting of all?"

I remember what I wanted to talk to Winona about.

Ah, yea! Problem Echoes. "So I asked for Echoes."

I waited long enough for Winona to give me an answer. Until the lights turn green. And I'm still stuck in traffic. A few meters away, the lights turned red.

"I don't use you talking over the phone. He's a fool. I was still able to seduce me."

I immediately gritted my jaw. My fists are rounded at the wheel. Did I chat Sepia again. Approve a meeting at the event tomorrow night? All right, I'm heating up that Pest Echoes!

"Where is your office? I'm going there now."

Back, silence across there. It seemed, the girl was drowning with her own thoughts.

I'm still waiting for Winona's answer, until the lights turn green again. I turned to the left, glanced at the rearview mirror and pressed the horn. The motorcyclist driving next to me slightly lowered the speed of the bike. I don't know where to go, and Winona is still silent.

"Not come here. I want to go home." Connection switched off.

I snorted in disbelief. Winona's attitude came back cold. What was his conversation with Aleia, making the girl decide to withdraw?

I accidentally glanced towards the stop. My smile widened, as these eyes caught a subject sitting there.

It was as if the thread of destiny was unwilling to form the distance between me and Winona.