Preview : I don't care, you already know me since yesterday's incident, right?
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"Yes, Mr Arga?" I tried to smile in response to the person who yesterday made me so emotional that I wanted to throw him with the microphone that I'm currently holding right in his head.
"Just to add to everything, the fifth is not to mix personal issues and work problems so that we can all still work together comfortably even if one of us is holding a grudge against someone."
glaze.
"Th... that's all, Sir?" I asked as if he was dead right now.
God damn it! He's making fun of me, isn't he?
"That's all I added." Arga smiled and then seemed to reach for the bottle of mineral water in front of him.
Swallowed it while glancing at me who was still silent.
"Okay," I said again. "Thank you for taking this general class, I hope it will be useful and don't forget to always apply effective and efficient cooperation, see you soon." I bowed as a closing then heard loud applause.
Heaving a sigh of relief I sat back next to Reno. "Ren, I'll go first." After receiving the flashdisk from Reno, I immediately said goodbye to go back to the office first.
"The others are still eating snacks, you just want to take it out. Just eat here for snacks while chatting with others for a while," said Reno who then took a bite of his bread.
I looked around, there were still occasional glances at me then whispered to the friend next to them. I don't feel comfortable staying here.
"No, Ren, I'll just eat at the office, I want to continue making out of town duty proposals for tomorrow." I quickly stood up and said goodbye to Reno, which he finally nodded.
My feet slowly walked through the corridor of the floor. As soon as I got to the elevator, I hummed a little Savage Garden's song I Knew I Loved You. Old songs that are still good to listen to today.
I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
While moving my head a little, I sing softly even though I know my voice is very, very unpleasant to hear in other words sounds fake.
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life
That's not my voice. Seriously, that's not my voice that continues the song. I turned quickly to the right side and found a living creature that I still hate so much until this moment.
"Do you like that song?" he put his left hand into the pocket of his cloth pants.
I immediately looked around, afraid that someone else would see it and again caused a very lopsided gossip for sure. Safe. This creature is alone.
"None of your business." I turned back to the front.
"Are you still mad at me?" I could tell he was looking at me from the reflection of the elevator door in front of us.
"I don't think there's anything to discuss, excuse me," I said coldly then walked away towards the emergency stairs.
It's really bad luck because the elevator is long and after all I don't want to have to be alone with that creature. I might end up being pounced on by him again. It's terrible to remember what happened yesterday.
"Wait!" Arga ran after me who was opening the emergency stairs.
Ignoring the call that kept on mentioning names, I continued to walk down the stairs one by one in a hurry. I swear I'm being paranoid. It feels like it's not safe and maybe I'm a little traumatized with Arga.
I forgot that I was wearing heels. When I was about to turn to the next step, my leg sprained from rushing. As a result, I fell. Seriously, I was embarrassed, angry, annoyed and for some reason my tears just fell. The effects of the excruciating pain and the annoying feelings that I felt made me burst into tears.
"Are you all right?" Arga squatted in front of me while holding my right arm.
I didn't answer, I just started crying louder. I don't care where this is, I want to cry like a child. In psychology, this is called catharsis. Crying is one way for me to feel relieved when facing problems.
"Sorry." Arga pulled me into his arms.
I can smell his soothing scent.
I feel Arga gently stroking my mane and and occasionally pat my back. After a while, I could control myself again. I let go of Arga's arm. Staring at him with puffy eyes. And a face that must be very disgusting. Oh come on, Jani!
Arga shrunk the tears down my cheeks with his fingers. I still don't want to respond. Arga seemed to move and then took my things and put them in my bag, which is a big model so it can accommodate a lot of things in it. After that, he put my bag on his left arm. Wait! What? Using my bag? My eyes widen in surprise. An Arga wants to wear a girl's bag? It didn't stop there, even he was now carrying me which was definitely heavy because I ate a lot.
"Get down, I can walk alone," I squeaked because our faces felt so close.
"Your leg hurts, Dear, I carry it. We're going to the office infirmary." He ignored my request and kept walking.
"I have a boyfriend and I don't remember it's you," I said sarcastically.
"I don't care, you've known me since yesterday, right?" His smile was raised, not a typical sweet smile but a smile like mocking the other person.
"Forcing!" I raised my voice.
"Doesn't like being rejected, to be precise." Arga ignored the stares of the employees on the floor where the infirmary was located.
They looked at us in whispers. It looks like the gossip that is created will get extra spice and be hotter, especially since I know someone is taking photos of us secretly. I can't think anymore. Don't be fooled by rumors that are sure to circulate very quickly. My brain is blank because it is too strong to hold back the anger that is ready to come out at any time.
We arrived at the infirmary. Arga took off the heels I was wearing. Seeing bruises that really hurt. Looks red and swollen. I winced in pain as Arga grabbed my ankle.
"It's hurtttt," I squeaked while crying but I quickly wiped it off.
"Hold on a minute." Arga seemed to be massaging.
After it was done, I tried moving my legs again and it was miraculous! It doesn't hurt anymore. Because of prestige, I'm still thinking about saying thank you. I'm also like this because of his behavior, right? There's a reason why I sprained it. And it was clearly because of a heartless being like Arga.
"Next time, wear flatshoes as usual," he said, which I didn't respond to.
Arga got up and sat next to me. "We need to talk," he said.