LOVE IN THE ARMS OF DUSK
17
“Why am I so stupid!”
The expensive phone was slammed into the wall, sending it smashed into pieces. Nala had just contacted Angga, asking why the man was not present at Nura's engagement party. The man replied casually if he forgot.
How could he forget at such an important event?
Nala is eager to introduce Angga to her Father and Mother, they have been in a relationship for more than two years, but the man always has many reasons.
Nala is actually suspicious, Angga has another woman, cheating behind him, but he never gets evidence of Angga's affair, the man always berkilah and too neatly hide his affair.
Stupid time with Angga, he does not care anymore, want the man to cheat or not. The man who only looks capital that he must leave immediately, he must pursue a man who is clearly very handsome and rich.
Nearby are several magazines featuring the face of Fatih the CEO of Axa Group, and not to miss Nura as his fiancee, hand in hand with a friendly on the beach.
“I should have been there!” Nala tore up the magazine and threw it in the trash, annoyed. His feelings were really bad, he felt inferior to Nura, regretted having rejected Fatih, also felt annoyed he did not know quickly Fatih's identity.
It should be he who is currently at the peak of luxury!
“Nura really took my golden chance,” Nala said with her hands clenched, her eyes lit up by vengeance.
“Look at it, I won't let you be happy,” Nala said again with a grin, won't she let Nura's wedding party run smoothly. Whatever way he's going to fail it, agree or not his mother he doesn't care.
What matters is that Nura can't be happier than her.
That hick girl should feel what I feel now!
*
On the other side of the Daniar family house, Nura was sitting relaxed on the balcony of his room, the day had begun to twilight, so the view of the Daniar family garden looks very beautiful to see, making him feel at home here for a long time.
“Are you busy?” Nura asked, at this time he was contacting Fatih through his cellphone, after learning long enough from Yiyi to use the object, Nura became a can and his first call was for Fatih.
“I'm actually not busy, it's time off,” said Fatih with overflowing feelings of pleasure, rarely the girl contacted him first, usually he who contacted Nura.
He is still not used to working in the office, wearing a shirt and suit while making it sultry, it feels like he wants to return home wearing a soccer shirt and shorts and his favorite frog sandals.
He is a friend, but that is him.
“What's up?” ask Fatih between enthusiasm and impatience.
“Nothing, just wanted to,” said Nura slowly, she did not have a special reason to call Fatih, just wanted to.
“Just say you miss.”
“No,” denied Nura with her flat voice, she had never felt that longing feeling before, so she was not sure what she was feeling now.
Fatih just smiled, all of Nura's information was in her hands, she knew Nura's psychological state, a state where one did not feel any emotions, it must be very unpleasant, not feeling happy, happy, happy, sad or sad just flat.
Take it easy, Nura will sooner or later smile with him, Fatih's inner optimist.
“Good. I miss Fatih,” said Nura, she did not know what to deny or how, so she relented and followed Fatih alone, then she heard the sound of Fatih's laughter she liked.
“I miss too,” reply Fatih after her laughter subsided, “What did you have lunch earlier?”
Nura recalled the food that Yiyi had brought earlier to her room, two dishes of white rice and some chicken that smelled so tempting that Nura felt her saliva dripping, “I ate rice two dishes with chicken, do not know what to cook but the flavor is very good.”
Hearing that Fatih would not want to laugh again. He had been a little worried that Nura would be treated badly by Nala or Madam Ajeng, but it seemed like everything was fine.
“You can ask Yiyi.”
“True, I will ask Yiyi to eat it again.”
“I want to take you away.”
“Where?” Nura asked, imagining the beach they last visited, the seafood there was a little spicy but very tasty.
“One place,” said Fatih while staring at the photo of his parents smiling at his work desk, turning his chair and staring at the twilight sky, Nura's favorite color.
"But not now.”
“When?”
“A few more days, when I'm not too busy, I'm very busy these few days, you know it's exhausting,” Fatih complained while tidying up the documents scattered on the table.
Uncle Zoe who became his secretary came carrying a stack of documents, Fatih inevitably curled her lips pouting.
“It's okay, don't forget to break.” Nura said, hanging up his phone without Fatih's consent, he didn't want to disturb Fatih for too long, after hearing her voice alone was enough for Nura.
Yiyi came to tell Nura to go inside the house, it was getting dark.
While elsewhere Fatih was crunching in front of Uncle Zoe.
“This is all because of Uncle! See his phone on the break up,” said Fatih with a grim face, trying to blame the secretary. Uncle Zoe ignored Fatih's whining of opening the pile of documents and had Fatih learn them immediately, Fatih's going to have to explain it in front of the shareholders tomorrow.
“When this document ends? I want a date!” fatih protest took the documents lazily.
“After this is done there are still other piles outside,” said Uncle Zoe casually, he looks very enjoy the suffering of Fatih.
“Still around? Can't uncle just? Do I have to overtime again?”
“Can't this is Mr. Fatih's responsibility. And of course I'll keep an eye on you until it's done.”
Uncle Zoe smiled, Fatih was used to overtime, but not in the office, at home, so he felt comfortable, while in the office he still needed to adapt again.
Fatih did not say anything, her lips bent in annoyance, but she continued to work on the documents carefully. Inwardly he confirmed Uncle Zoe's words, these were all his, his responsibilities, he had to manage them properly, or he would destroy the relics of his parents that had been painstakingly built for years.
