The Promise of a Lavender
The Unexpected Reunion

Part 2

Hustle and bustle of Jakarta is very tiring. Vehicles are racing each other, horn sounds and pollution are inevitable. Fito was cool to enjoy it all from his study on the third floor. Suddenly Fito's daydream is bought by a phone ring from the receptionist.

"Yes?" ask Fito from the phone fight.

"Corn, Sir. There's a call from Bu Prita, can I connect?" ask the receptionist politely.

"Yes." Yeah."

Not long after the phone was connected with Prita. There was a hostile scent from Fito's face as the woman interrupted his activities.

"Fit, I'm leaving this afternoon, yeah. Oh yes, as long as I'm there you don't call me, because I work not for a walk. Yeah, that's it, yeah. Bye."

Without waiting for an answer from Fito, Prita immediately turned off his phone, and Fito was already familiar with the nature of the woman who had been his wife for five years. Yes, Prita is the wife of Fito, the wife who has never been loved in the least, and the wife who has never loved Fito in the least. Fito's household is very bland, Prita never serves Fito like a wife serves a husband, except for bed.

Fito craves a child. However, Prita refused. Prita blatantly refused Fito's request, and Prita never forgot to use KB. Fito is getting bored, and I don't know about Prita.

From Prita's driver, Fito often heard that Prita was dating another man. However, Fito was reluctant to ask, he chose to gather evidence first. And Fito knew which man his wife was going to be with.

...💞...

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, time for Fito to leave the office and return to the house that felt cold and lonely. Actually Fito was reluctant to go home because no one would welcome him home. No wife, no children. Only the faithful Mbak Mirah welcomed him home, prepared him a drink, and cooked for Fito. Sometimes Fito wants to taste Prita's cooking, let alone cooking, distinguishing which jaha and galangal Prita does not know. However, as cold as Fito's house was, but the man was comfortable, as Fito put a lot of lavender flowers in his yard. Lavender, reminds him of a girl he misses so much.

"Home home, sir?"

"Yes, Mommy."

"You want to eat or rest, sir?"

"Later on, Ma'am, I'll take a break."

"Good, Sir. Later if you want to eat tell me, let me heat the side dish."

"Bak take a break, let me take it myself later."

"Okay, excuse me, sir."

Fito also nodded kindly to his house assistant, and then his steady step brought Fito on a wide yard that contained lavender flowers.

Where are you the owner of my heart? Lirih Fito's.

Dret...

Fito's phone vibrated, immediately grabbed the phone located in his pocket. From Diyah it turns out. Secretary Fito who informed him that tomorrow the secretary of Pak Arya will come to submit a report of cooperation that Fito and Pak Arya had agreed.

"Send to come at 10" Fito replied to Diyah.

After replying to his secretary's message, Fito returns to his lavender, a flower that means something to him, a flower that holds many memories for him. Dusk is the same as the previous twilight, just staring at lavender makes quiet and longing that is increasingly peaking.

...💞...

The sky was bright again, Fito still laid his body without wanting to move. He was so tired, but activity awaited him immediately. In the lyrics of the clock perched on the wall of his room the clock shows 06.35 WIB. Fito sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the window and greeting the sun.

Good morning my love, may you always be happy on top of all my misses. Whisper Fito with a bitter smile.

After greeting his miss, Fito chose to exercise for a moment. Routine routine before he goes to the office.

"Morning, Mr. Fito. What breakfast would you like today, sir?

"Fried rice with half-cooked beef-eye eggs, Ms. Mir."

"Good, sir."

...💞...

It does not feel like time keeps turning, and it is time to get ready for the real activity. Fito drove the sports car to Jalan Gatot Soebroto. And damn, it turns out that traffic is still densely creeping, and Fito is stuck in a long traffic jam. In a sudden traffic jam, Fito's phone rang, Diyah's name on her phone screen.

"August, Sir. Sorry, Mrs Amira, Mr. Arya's secretary is in place, sir."

"Wait a minute, Dy. I'm stuck in traffic."

"Good, sir."

Fito turned off his phone, staring at the watch in his left hand. Time still shows at 09.25 WIB.

Loh, he said at ten? Just at this hour, how come?

Fito again grabbed his phone to ask his secretary. However, when he wanted to contact Diyah, the vehicles began to slowly move, and Fito drove his car immediately. Luckily Fito's office was quite close, less than twenty minutes the dashing man had already arrived and immediately entered his office in a hurry. 

"Dy, he said at ten? It's not ten yet, you know?" asked Fito with a glance at his secretary.

"He came early, sir. For fear of being stuck in traffic."

"Yes, already. Where's the guy?"

"It's in the room, sir."

Fito immediately headed for his study, there was already a woman who sat so gracefully.

"Good morning, Miss Amira, sorry, sa...."

Fito was surprised when the woman looked at him.

"Fito?" Dara was no less surprised. Neither Dara nor Fito, neither of them was able to guess that they were back in the meeting.

Fito sat next to the woman, the woman he loved with all his heart, the woman he wanted so desperately.

"Why did you disappear? How's it going? Are you living happily?"

It turns out my feelings are just right. He's the man I love, the man I've been waiting for with all my heart.  Mumbled Dara sad.

"Sorry, Mr. Fito, I came here to deliver our company cooperation agreement with Mr. Prusahaan," said Dara cool.

Fito did not budge in the slightest, he was still coolly staring at the woman very closely. Fito seemed to want to stop time, complete his longing for Dara who was so loved.

"My jaw! why did you disappear, break all my hopes?"

I disappeared, because I did not want to disturb your study when you placed your seed in my womb. Mumbled Dara sad.

"Sorry, Mr. Fito. Our past is over" said Dara, glancing at the ring perched on Fito's ring finger. Fito, too, saw a ring on Dara's ring finger.

"Well then. As old friends, can we reunite for a minute? Yeah, let's just say a little reunion. Because our time is very long to re-plan the project that we will build" said Fito reasoned.

And it turns out that Fito managed to hold Dara a little longer to be near him. And Fito is very focused on talking about the project he will be working on. However, not with Dara, she is so busy watching Fito, her miss, her love is in plain sight. Honestly, Dara wanted to hug Fito, but with all her heart she held back her feeling, holding back her longing because Fito had been both.

T. B. C

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