Naya looks diligent at her desk, since this morning she has been busy with the papers and pencils in the fingers of her right hand. Her brows furrowed, her vision dimmed, the corners of her lips drooped. Naya is not satisfied with the design results provided by her team. Several times Naya sighed, wanting to correct the discrepancy in the design but Naya herself wasn't sure where she should change it. Naya only knows if what she sees is not what she wants. But it was so hard for him to describe her anxiety.
Abhimanyu continues to watch Naya from afar. He watched every expression shown by Naya. Only from her body language, Abhimanyu can guess Naya's mood. This is one of the reasons Abhimanyu asked for his and Naya's room only to be limited by a glass wall, so that whenever he wanted he could see Naya's condition. Abhimanyu wants to make up for the four years he has passed without being with Naya.
"What are you doing?" Hafa's voice startled Abhimanyu from his daydream.
