Bridal Stain
Messages From The Past

This morning, it looked so beautiful, displaying its bright light that illuminated the earth. The streets of Jakarta at 07:00 this morning, looks very crowded, with endless traffic. Understandably, the schedule to leave for work and school, so early in the morning like this, the road is at the peak of traffic.

After arriving in front of the office yard where Grey worked, he immediately got off from the taxi he was riding, then gave some ten thousand bills to the Driver, as payment.

Grey looked at the tall building in front of him. The building where he has been searching for nafkas for the past three months.

“Yeah, the spirit of work again, Anggreya,” he said to encourage himself, staring at the building with passion.

Just as he was about to step up, suddenly a pure white hand grabbed onto his shoulder. “Cie, newlyweds have just entered work,” reprimand Shasha, Grey's most accomplished co-worker. Nempel is like a stamp.

Grey sneered, while keeping Shasha's hand off his shoulder. “Indeed why if the newlyweds enter work?” tanyanya while stepping first into the lobby area.

“Yes is okay. Thank goodness instead, because I can meet again with my bestie this sweet,” said Shasha, re-embracing Grey's shoulders tightly. The two of them immediately got into the elevator.

Several other workers also entered, so the elevator is currently full, ranging from ten people who went up.

“Eh Grey, you know what? Tomorrow there will be a new GM here,” said Shasha, enthusiastic. As if she was looking forward to it so much.

“Ya continues ..?” Grey asked, as if he did not care, and then he took out a small mirror from his briefcase, looking at his face, to make sure that it still looked good and that his makeup was not good.

“Kata people anyway, this new GM is young, handsome too, trus said he just returned from abroad loh. Duh, I'm so impatient to see, how handsome is the guy.”

“Astagfirullah Shasa, there is a handsome turn you the spirit is extraordinary, .. trus if he is really handsome, do you want to date?” tanya Grey chuckled.

Shasha smiled shyly, with both of her cheeks already blushing red. “You can do it, Grey, but yes too, if I bica macarin him, why not, yes?” shasha asked while grinning, imagining the good looks of her new GM later.

Grey just shook his head. If it's like this, get ready Grey must plug thick ears, because the possibility in the future his best friend will continue to tell about the GM look it.

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Meanwhile, in the company AF Group, the company is in the auspices of Vishnu. For the past five years, the company AF Group occupied the top industrial companies in Indonesia, beating several other companies that compete healthily with its company. All Vishnu can be solely not only because of his persistence in working, but the support and skills and performance of his workers who are very ordinary in advancing his company.

And this Vishnu company, is one of the most targeted companies by employees, because reportedly, it is, every worker who works in AF Group gets welfare pay and incentives as well as some other benefits that make them a work spirit and a home job there.

At exactly 09:00 in the morning, Vishnu had just entered his study. The room is quite minimalist, nuanced vintage that makes anyone who is here, will definitely feel comfortable and at home.

He landed his body on a black work chair, with a seat that was so soft. Then grab the laptop on his desk and open it.

His eyes immediately rounded, shortly after he opened the incoming message through his personal email. A message from aurellynda@.gmail.com

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Aurellynda

To me

Hi Vishnu, it has been a long time no news. I'm sorry, after all this time, I just called you again. Do you remember me? I hope you don't forget about me.

Miss Jakarta, miss Seggara. Five more days, I'll be there, I hope I can meet you.

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Both of Vishnu's eyes were still wide-eyed, not believing the incoming message that suddenly appeared in his gmail. “What ... d-he will be home?” murmured Vishnu, smiling unexpectedly. He hurriedly moved his fingers. Dancing over a laptop keyboard, replying to a message from the person she was so eagerly waiting for.

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To : aurellynda

Who does not forget, the same girl whose hobby is jajan batagor. Seggara, i’am. I'll come see you.

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The look on Vishnu's face that was initially bent since morning, now immediately changed drastically. Both of his eyes sparkled with a light of cheerfulness, a feeling of happiness also increasingly pervaded his heart and mind. For some reason, suddenly he became so excited to live today, especially when he knew that Aurel would return to Indonesia.

That sweet smile still did not subside on Vishnu's face. He was playing his chair, turning it to the right and to the left slowly, looking at the ceiling of the room.

For the next few seconds he woke up, when he realized something. “Wait! ... But, why does he know my personal email address?” he murmured, he remembered again. Because, who knows his personal email address is only he, his father and Devan his secretary.

“Can Devan give it to you? But, if it's true, how can he contact Devan?” Vishnu immediately stood up, because of his growing curiosity. He intends to approach Devan, outside his study.

“Morning, Mister,” said Devan, carrying his beloved tablet in hand.

“Ah, I just wanted to see you,” said Wisnu smiling widely.

Devan looked at him for a moment, as if there was something strange about his boss. Because, rarely Vishnu can smile that wide. In fact, for several months Devan had never seen a smile on Vishnu's face.

“Oh what's up, Mister?” devan asked, slightly bowing his shoulders and nodding his head so politely.

Vishnu narrowed his lips inwardly for a moment, while thinking. “Begin, have anyone contacted you in the last few days, and asked for my personal email address?” ask Vishnu curious.

Devan fell silent, then thought for a moment, trying to remember what his Master meant. A second later, Devan shook his head slowly as a sign of reply. “Nothing, Mr.” Vishnu widened his eyes, then rubbed his chin in wonder.

“What's wrong, sir? What email, sir, has anyone hacked?” ask Devan to panic.

Vishnu shook his head, without making a sound.

“Hm ... continue, why can he know yes?” mumbling slowly.

“Who is he, Mister?” Devan again asked because accidentally, his ears were observant of the sound can hear a slow mutter from the mouth of Vishnu.

Vishnu. “Oh no, no one.”

Vishnu was about to turn his body back to his work chair, but he remembered, he had not asked Devan for the purpose of him entering his room.

“Oh yes, I forgot. Is there a meeting today?” ask Vishnu.

“Iya, Sir, there. Schedule's at nine. So in ten minutes we should be ready, Mr.” Devan said.

“Oh alright. Oh yes, what files and power points that we planned that time you have prepared everything?”

Devan nodded. “It's all ready, Mr.”

“Good! You've always been reliable, Dev. Well then, in five minutes I will come out,” said Vishnu, back to sit his body in his chair.

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After work hours were over, Grey quickly tidied up his desk, tidying up some papers and notes strewn across his desk.

“Grey, you came home to pick up your husband?” shasha asked, who was already standing by Grey's desk.

Grey, who was busy tidying up his stationery, turned to Shasha. “Emh, no. This afternoon, I want to stop by my omku.” house first

“Seriously, you weren't picked up?” shasha asked reassuringly. Grey nodded in response.

Shasha shook her head slowly. “Wah, bad anyway, this morning you came here naek taxi, now it's your turn to go home kok not picked up. Is that how hard she married Lo?” tanyakanya.

Because, Shasha also knows, if Grey is married to be betrothed and only used as a means of paying his debt. However, Shasha does not know what kind of man Grey is married to, because Grey hides her, not even many people know, that Grey is married. People in his office knew Grey didn't go to work yesterday because of sick leave, not because of marriage leave.

“Hm, don't know, it's just so. Come on, let's go home together,” take Grey after he cleaned things up, then immediately embrace Shasha's shoulders, calm her down and offer her for her favorite ice bubble snack.

After finishing buying snacks, now they both have to separate on the highway, because the direction of their way home is different directions. Grey, get in the cab he just intercepted. Then the taxi took him to his home address.

“This, sir, thank you,” said Grey, as he was about to get out of the car, because the taxi he was riding had arrived, right in front of the home page om Rama.

The state of the house, that afternoon looks quite quiet. Grey continued to knock on the door while saying his regards. But there is no truth from within. "Om, auntie! Assalamu'aikum ...."

Still quiet no one answered. Grey peeked at the window. But looking through the window in the house there was no one.

“Om and aunt where are you? How quiet is home?” murmured Grey, as he tried to knock on the door again.

Suddenly ....

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