On a road with a lot of vehicles passing by, you can see a luxury car with a limited edition type, in which there is a man who drives it at a slow speed, considering that behind him the road is crowded with crawling.
An annoyed squeak sometimes comes out of his natural red lips, lips that are rarely owned by men because he really avoids the name rolled paper to be sucked. Occasionally his lips will also be bitten, when he feels impatient to get to his destination.
He has an hour and fifteen minutes and it turns out that his fifteen minutes are getting shorter, because of the traffic jam he is currently experiencing.
"Damn it, this is all a lie. I still only have one hour to meet and disturb her. Even though I made the meeting shorter, still traffic jams make my time run out," Gavriel grumbled with a long rattle, much like Mommy when she's upset.
But fortunately he was alone at the moment, so he didn't have to worry about anyone knowing if he was babbling like mothers bidding for groceries at the market there.
Not long after the traffic officer imposed one way, finally the car that Gavriel was driving was free from the traffic jam trap. He immediately sped up at his fastest speed, hoping that he would soon reach his best friend's boutique and photo studio, who was still angry with him to this day.
Ok, he knows he was wrong, but he hopes that after Queeneira finds out what really happened, Queeneira will forgive and accept his presence again.
Gavriel finally arrived at the parking lot of his friend's boutique, he first took off the earrings he was wearing and then took off the bluetooth headset as well, then got out of the car and walked into the boutique immediately.
Entering the boutique managed by his best friend, Gavriel was amazed by his friend's current achievement. As he expected of a Queeneira, of course if it was his best friend he would.
Gavriel turned his head towards his side, as a friendly greeting rang out to him. Beside him stood a woman in a uniform, smiling shyly and friendly when she saw, if it turned out that the one who entered the boutique was a young Wijaya.
"Good afternoon, we have received an appointment for the measurement of the suit. Please come this way, Mr. Wijaya," the person greeted and guided, knowing that the customer who had come was a VIP with the promise of fitting a suit in advance.
"Hn."
Gavriel just mumbled and walked behind the boutique clerk, looking around looking for something to be exact someone, who knew his eyes met beautiful ones.
"Where is she, why isn't she there, reports say before lunch time she always checks her boutique," Gavriel thought a little disappointed.
"Please have a seat, Sir. We'll get some of our boutique design suits to choose from," said the clerk facing Gavriel, who immediately turned his head when his face had turned in all directions.
"Hn. Where is Miss Queeneira, isn't she usually here?" asked Gavriel flatly, sitting comfortably on the sofa and staring at the clerk flatly.
"Um… Our lady is busy with the studio, Sir," replied the clerk in a friendly manner.
"Tell Queene to come here," Gavriel ordered in a bossy tone, his hands resting on the sofa armrest, his legs crossed. Making the employee stare at him in awe, when she sees the cool relaxed pose of a successful businessman of Wijaya descent in front of her.
"But Miss has told me, if there is only an emergency that is handled directly by the Miss," said the clerk in a friendly tone, hoping that the young master in front of her would not be offended.
"Hn. Tell her, if I only want to be served by the owner directly, not her subordinates. Now," said Gavriel, still in a bossy tone, even he looked indifferently at the employee, who was currently wearing a completely wrong face.
Oh my God, but she said it was an emergency and Mr. Wijaya is a VIP guest, that means it's an emergency right, thought the dilemma employee, asking herself as she was confused which one to follow.
"Why are you silent? You want me to cancel the order and the boutique will lose customers afterwards?" rebuked Gavriel in his signature smug tone, making the employee come to his senses and nod immediately.
"Okay. Sir. I'll call the Miss, please wait a moment," the clerk said nervously and scared, but Gavriel didn't care to answer with a slow nod of his head.
The employee walked towards the next building while praying silently, so that when she reported and asked her to the boutique, the lady would not be angry because she bothered her.
She didn't want to be seen as incompetent by her mistress, because to be honest, if it wasn't a guest with Wijaya's name on the back, she could still handle it too.
Ah! Why even though he is arrogant, he is still handsome and charming, she thought in a dilemma.
While waiting for Queeneira's arrival, who is currently being called by a boutique employee, Gavriel opens his cellphone and sees that there are only a few dozen minutes left, making him curse secretly and immediately send Aksa a message to send a meeting address so he can leave as soon as he is done with his business here.
"Why time flies so fast, when I want to be with you." thought Gavriel resentfully.
Queeneira's Room
In her room, Queeneira, who was receiving a call from a property company, which yesterday had canceled the collaboration, was feeling both surprised and happy.
In her heart she asked, how come Mr. Ferdy's company can suddenly operate again, when yesterday the news of the collapse was just heard.
Queeneira listened with her heart beating fast, suspicious. When she felt that something had happened to Ferdy's property company and it was related to her best friend.
But what else? Did Gavriel suddenly offer help or more than that?
She couldn't ask if it was on the phone, anyways it would be very rude to ask without face to face and also the timing wasn't right.
"Okay. We will schedule a meeting for Mr. Ferdy. Thank you for the information, yes, good afternoon."
Beep!
At the same time as the telephone receiver was put back in its place, the door of Queeneira's room was also knocked on with Queene who answered immediately,
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Enter!"
Creak!
The door opened, revealing one of the boutique employees she trusted.
"Good afternoon, Miss, sorry to interrupt," said the clerk in a timid tone, causing Queeneira to frown in confusion and curiosity.
"Yes, Siska. What's wrong?" Queeneira asked the employee who we just found out was named Siska.
"Sorry Miss, in the boutique there is a VIP guest that Miss wants to serve directly, she doesn't want us to serve for the selection and measurement of the suit he ordered."
"VIP guest? Aren't you used to serving VIP guests? Why can't you persuade him now?" asked Queeneira in surprise, frowning as she became suspicious of the VIP guest her old employee had referred to.
"Yes Miss, I told him that Miss is busy and it's just an emergency, but he threatened to cancel and also said he would not subscribe again," answered Siska, explaining what she heard and that made Queeneira even more suspicious.
"Who, who are the guests you mean, Siska?" Queeneira asked with a heart asking, if what she was thinking wasn't really happening.
"Young master Wijaya, Miss."
Hell!! Just go to hell, Gavriel, Queeneira growled in her heart.
Queeneira's hands clenched tightly, annoyed half alive with the arbitrary behavior of the man who had always tired her heart and mind.
Huft… Be patient, Queene. Don't be carried away by emotions, poor skin on your beautiful skin, Queeneira thought, trying to be patient.
Sighing Queeneira opened her report again and tried to ignore what Gavriel was about to do in her boutique there.
"Say, if I'm very busy and can't be bothered. If he wants to cancel the order, please, or also wants to unsubscribe I don't care. What's clear, I will not serve him, period. You understand what I mean, Siska?" Queeneira explained at length, holding back the anger that had risen to the top of her head.
Damn it, does he think he's the only boutique customer, arrogant, she continued to herself.
"But Miss-
"Just tell what I'm saying, I'm the one who pays you, so you have to do what I want," Queeneira interrupted in an annoyed tone, making Siska sigh in resignation and then nod slowly.
"Alright, Miss. Excuse me," said Siska who was nodded by Queeneira.
Slam!
After Siska left her room, Queeneira was still grumbling in her heart, Queeneira was confused about what Gavriel wanted. Gavriel doesn't understand, if she needs time to accept his arrival after a long time not seeing him also without news as long as she was there.
She was managing her heart, when she had been disappointed in being treated coldly and unfairly. She was treated differently from her best friend, who could still hear voices or read text messages when she was abroad, while she wasn't at all.
"Gavriel idiot, just like that," Queeneira grumbled in annoyance.
With barbaric and anarchic movements, Queeneira typed on her laptop keyboard. She was about to enter the password for her work file, but she was made even more annoyed when she felt a vibration from the cellphone she placed next to her laptop.
"Jesus! Who the hell! Mama."
Her frustrated scream turned into a happy sigh, when she saw her mother's name on the screen as the caller.
With a bright smile, Queeneira received a call by pressing the accept button on her screen and instantly her smile faded when she heard the command, from the mother on the other side of the call.
(Que-que, why is Gavriel waiting alone at the boutique? Hurry up, my Dear, Mama is also in the boutique.)
Sob... Won't anyone understand, if I really don't want to meet him, Queeneira thought sadly.
Who is he?
Don't ask too much! Don't pretend you don't know, idiot author.
Well, Queene, nice to meet Gavriel.
Huwaaa ….