
..._______________...
I'll pick up the clock
Nonexistent
yes rejection!
^^^Eh! ^^^
^^^What does that mean?^^^
^^^ I am not
^^^at home.^^^
^^^Hei!^^^
^^^Ekii! Don't ^^^
^^^gegabah so^^^
^^^orang tuh!^^^
^^^Ihh, Ekii!^^^
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But as long as Sita gives spam chat to men who carelessly determine the time of their meeting without confirming with Sita first, it ends in vain. Until the 10th minute there was no reply from the man.
Behind her meeting table this time, Sita sat down uneasily. His worries were read by one of his colleagues sitting on the right.
“There is a problem Sita? You seem not okay today,” asked Della as one of the HDR teams who participated in a meeting with their manager related to the obstacles that occurred at the branch office in Kalimantan.
Actually, like offices in general, the office also applies the weekend system as a holiday. But because of this sudden incident, this Saturday morning, Sita's phone was crowded by complaints of colleagues related to the schedule of entry. Fortunately, at that time Sita had taken a bath because she was used to bathing the morning before. So, while the others were still struggling with the furniture in their bathroom, Sita was ready to leave.
“Gak, Dell. I'm just still a bit shocked because of this impromptu entry schedule,” replied Sita while whispering. The reason is not entirely a lie, but if it is related to exposing his personal problems in the hours like now, it seems not the right time.
Della nodded in agreement. “You really, I am also the most lazy if there is a schedule to enter gini in the middle of the holiday,” complains the same as the others, tormented by an impromptu meeting.
Sita breathed long. It would have been three hours that he was sitting in the same place as the last time he left a few minutes ago to go to the toilet. Because it is also impossible to reply to Hideki's message while the meeting is in progress. Sita must have been nagged and considered unprofessional because it mixes office matters with personal affairs.
After Sita sends a message that Hideki does not need to wait for her because she is trapped in the meeting room, the message never gets a reply from Hideki. It makes Sita anxious if Hideki is really waiting for her later. He knew he was waiting for something that didn't come when. Sita is also unlikely to have to wait until Hideki returns his message and is absent in the meeting room for too long. After making sure that her makeup is still good, Sita decided to get out of the bathroom and return to struggling with everything related to adult life.
...•••...
For him, it doesn't matter if you have to wait for Sita for anything. Because he believes that Sita will definitely come. Even if it is too late from the promised time.
Hideki looked back at the blue tadpole box in his hand. He's been waiting for moments like this. A smile adorned his face when he imagined the face of Sita who would be surprised by his purpose.
“Sorry Sir, do you want to stay here? Soon our restaurant will close,” said the waiter who had come to his place umpteenth time.
Hideki smiled shyly. He nodded his head and looked at the surrounding that was indeed deserted. Leave himself and another visitor at the corner of the cafe. It also looks like it's packing. Some of the lights in the cafe have been extinguished. Signs the operational time of this cafe is about to end.
While getting up while paying his order, Hideki comes out of the cafe with endless feelings of anxiety.
“Is Sita really not coming?” ask more of himself. Hideki pulled the box back.
Maybe next time.
If there is a time in the next day.
...•••...
Her crying began to spread everywhere. Sita had regretted all the decisions she had taken throughout her life this time. If only God would be generous to him, he hoped that God would no longer take away the people he loved. The clattering of footsteps coming from his shoes, echoed along the hospital corridor that looked tenuous.
According to the information he received earlier, he had an accident because he was about to save a small child who crossed the road. The little boy did survive, but the life of him that Sita was currently worried about. While wiping his tears rough, Sita asked the nurse who served in the usual place of the people he wanted to visit.
“On behalf of Hideki Yogaswara is in the operating room. You stay straight from here, there will be two roads, the left is the way to the operating room,” said someone from the direction of the reception desk.
Sita nodded her head. Amidst the fatigue he was suffering, he continued to recite the plea that God would be kind to him.
“Please save him,” pinta Sita with a clean slit.
As Sita bent her body and began to catch her breath, she finally managed to stand in front of the door saying "the operation is ongoing" making both knees go limp instantly.
A middle-aged man approached her and gave two items that were already mixed with Hideki's blood.
“This is Mas's property that was. Hope he's okay. He's a good man. I apologize for having to go home first, if there is anything, you can contact me,”, said the man as he put up two items belonging to Hideki and one business card of his.
Sita nodded her head while forcing to smile poignantly. “Thank you, Sir for the help.”
The man smiled fatherly. He patted Sita's shoulder slowly as if he was strengthening. “Do not hesitate. Good people will not get anything bad.”
After the departure of the fathers Sita stared at the two objects in his hands that vibrated violently. The blood that covered almost all two parts of the object, along with dirtying the arm Sita. But that doesn't make it a problem. Sita's cry is even more stirred when she sees the wallpaper of Hideki's phone is their photo when the first day they know each other's family background.
Then Sita's view was diverted to the blue tadpole box, now almost completely red because it was covered by blood. Opened slowly the box and finally Sita's cry was more heartbreaking when she saw the ring in the middle of it.