Furthermore, the tall young man waved his hand to me. "Hey."
A short greeting, which I didn't bother to respond to.
He then placed his hand on his jeans' pocket, and with an ease, followed my wife to the door.
Aruna unlocked the door, asking the both of us to enter.
"I'm sorry, I don't have much time. I've been ignoring many calls from my secretary." Hendra showed his calls log, as if he needed it to be believable.
Aruna caught Nana's name on the log in Hendra's phone. "Oh, okay," was said languidly, a hint of disappointment.
"And, you two better not spend too much time in a house," Hendra quipped, sharply glancing at Damar with the corner of his eyes.
"Calm down, Mr. CEO. I'm coming over just to take this." Damar brandished the guitar he left behind last night after they trained for their performance for T*D.
And Damar stepped out the door, passing Hendra even before the blue eyed man could go first.
