The Door of Destiny Removing Single
Episode 33

SAME PEOPLE, DIFFERENT TASTE

I deliberately left for the office early today, there are preparations that I have to do ahead of the internal audit that is routinely done every chesswulan. I really enjoyed my work, more enjoyed it than ever before. Though as judging this as my escape, an escape over my soul mate's fate.

The choice of life is entirely in my hands, protracted in grief, or rising up and rearranging life that is not easy. I decided to make the second choice. At 08:30, all preparations are complete. So too with all my team. I want everything to be prepared as best as possible, because during the implementation of this audit that is audited by the staff, while I am not allowed to intervene.

Finished preparing for the audit, I shifted towards the HRD room. Today the head of HRD called out to me, there are some things we should discuss. I don't know for sure, but it's about getting out of town. I've entered the HRD room. It turns out that I'm the only one called, I thought there would be a lot of team leaders here.

About 30 minutes the HRD Chief explained a few things to me. An official travel order. As I thought, I became an easy target for this kind of assignment. Of course, if some team leader still has to pull over for various reasons to go on a business trip staying out of town for a few days, does not apply to me.

It hurts a little, because I'm still alone. Surely there will not be much trouble in licensing. But I still accept this as part of my professionalism. I should have been accompanied by one more person, but again the reason for the permission of the husband. While me? Voluntary and very enjoy this kind of journey. Two weeks in London. Jogjakarta. One of the reasons for my assignment was because I had also been there before. Pretty reasonable.

I was given two days to prepare everything. Regarding the place I am going, of course it has been prepared by the company. It means I just prepared myself enough to be 2 weeks away from my parents. It's okay, the compensation I will receive is also not less than the sacrifice I made. After this I'll be one step closer to the branch leader's seat, hopefully.

Farhan : “I'll pick you up at work?”

Dea : “ Pick up at home. Bring mobil”

Farhan :“Ok. 5 Hours I arrived at your home”

Dea : “OK”

Farhan….

That authoritative cool widower's sweet smile now fills my days. It's not clear what kind of feelings I've had for her. But I admit I'm comfortable getting attention from him. Romantic is not too much. So far I have also become closer to Jasmine. We were planning a trip of three this afternoon. It looks like a happy family.

Farhan kept his promise, picking me up with his little daughter. As we were leaving, Jasmine asked to visit one of the malls, the doll she wanted to buy was indeed there. I see a happy hue on this pretty face. I couldn't bear to say goodbye.

For about two hours we walked around, a large doll had already belonged to Jasmine. Apparently this little girl was getting sleepy, I grabbed her and carried her. Apparently this sincerity provoked Farhan's attention. A sweet smile as a thank you slid from her sweet lips. Then he allowed me to enter one of the dining places in the mall.

Sure enough, it was only about 5 minutes in my arms, Jasmine was asleep. I put her on the couch, next to her big doll. I tidied up my clothes and sat next to him. Apparently daritadi Farhan was watching me. A feeling of light flashed through my mind. A sudden nervousness struck. This handsome man is really good at taking women's hearts. Of course, he was experienced, that's for sure.

I finally had the chance to say my point. Actually I also do not need to bother to say goodbye, Farhan was not who I was. It's just that I'm starting to hope he'll miss me.

Farhan : “Jasmine will surely miss you very”

Dea (the sleeping Jasmine)

Farhan : “Surely I also”

That last answer really makes you float. Pleased? Sure do. But still dare not expect much, the last lesson taught me to be more selective put the heart. After dinner, we went home. There is a hope that becomes my provision to Jogja this time, the longing of a Farhan.

Jogja, I'm back

I entered a hotel, quite comfortable. It looks like 3rd grade, but I love this place, so for the next two weeks I'll be here. Organizing olan business with leaders from various branch offices of my company.

As always, when entering a new room, berberes is a mandatory ritual. I spent almost 45 minutes tidying up my new room. Finally finished. I'm breaking my body. I'm asleep too.

The first day of the arrival of these participants is allowed to get to know each other through a dinner that will soon be held. I immediately prepared myself. I'm wearing the clothes Farhan bought me, hopefully this will add to my confidence. Honestly I was nervous if I saw the list of participants who participated in this event, on average already branch managers, only a few were at the midle level like me. I looked in the mirror, as if I were looking at another me. My confidence went up three levels, I was ready to have dinner with the others.

Special dinner, I've expected many who exchanged business cards. This kind of semiformal event sometimes also becomes part of the event to find love overnight, or rather an emergency partner. I chose to sit at the very end of the table, alone. The most important comfort to me. I enjoy steak cooked with spices that fit my tongue.

I started to feel like there were big eyes pointing at me. I try to stay calm and finish my food. I continued by devouring the dessert. Tonight I have to sleep well, one way is to eat enough food. The theory I have been convinced of.

I finished your dinner, just as I raised my head, someone sat in front of me. Instantly I was shocked, as if an electric shock was running through my body. This figure, who had once stopped and dwelled too deeply in my heart, now reappeared before me

ZAKY

Our last meeting, as I recall, was a dinner with Gio. The cold attitude that Zaky showed me back then led me to the conclusion that he had forgotten me. But this time what?

The world became so narrow, even in Jogjapun I could meet this person again. I don't think I'll get away with it this time. Zaky turned out to be one of the presenters on the show. Die me. That means in the next two weeks we'll be together. This fate game what else??

I tried to control myself, so as not to trigger another suspicion. Zaky propped up his phone, asking that I give you my new phone number. For a moment I hesitated, but the other side of my little heart agreed. I gave him the Akhinya. This man, still with his cool and unpredictable style.

This time he came back with a different look of hair, red. Yes RED!

This character that I have never known from him, if I used to be with him I only saw the handsome Zaky, this time added the handsome and cool Zaky. Similar to oppa korea. O la la..it looks like I'm starting to get hooked on the entanglement of former charm.

I immediately say goodbye to go to the room. I thought, the longer I'm there, the more nervous and awkward I'm gonna get. I half ran to the room. Zaky has got my number. Arriving in the room I saw your phone, there is still no notification. Aman, thought. I can sleep well tonight.

APPARENTLY NOT

At 22:15, a message came in, a number I didn't know. DEG! Zaky?

…….we can meet in the lobby for a moment?

Who is this? Almost late at night, meet up.

I just looked at the message. It seems like the number also tried to call my number many times, but only entered the spam box. Finally, I was curious. I answered that message.

“Siaw”?

“It's me, Zaky”, he replied

I decided to go down to the loby. My steps became light, unlike when I met Zaky. Maybe it's just a side effect of my surprise. Arriving at the lobby, I saw the figure. Sure enough, Zaky was waiting for me in the corner of the loby and sitting on a couch.

Seeing my arrival he turned his head and let me sit down. This time it was him who created an awkward atmosphere. I almost forgot, of course, that I met her in the clothes I was wearing with makeup on, and there was probably never this kind of sight during our time together.

I could see the aura of admiration in Zaky's eyes, and vice versa. What else is this. A pair of former reunited in a state of mutual admiration? An amazing game of fate. Zaky asked me to continue the conversation at the cafe, but I refused on the grounds that I was sleepy. About 10 minutes Zaky was silent looking at me, trying to find something she might be able to find.

I was the one he loved so much. I realized he was looking at me deeply to find it. I try to be ordinary, though somewhat uncomfortable with the view of mat aitu. Finally Zaky said goodbye to me, but before leaving he handed me a package. I took it and went back to my room.

Arriving in the room, I felt something strange inside me. As if I found another me. It's courage to be ordinary when you meet Zaky. I also rejected his desire to talk. I this? Who can be ordinary in front of a man who used to be an important part of my life?