Capítulo 18: Honesty
Abel's smile immediately disappeared when she saw the photo in Alex's right hand. The image in which there are two high school teenagers wearing school uniforms, complete with their backpacks.
The photo Abel deliberately cut to fit the part of him next to the man he had wanted since high school was the only photo together that Abel had.
Abel immediately thought of a bad feeling; his legs went limp as if his bones were missing, and his shame. In his heart, Abel hoped that Alex didn't look at the photo carefully.
Abel took the photo immediately with his hands still full of ice cream that the shop assistant had just given him. Abel needed help understanding what action he should take. Angry? Happy? Annoyed? Or shy?
"This man is just my friend, sir," said Abel with trembling lips.
If Alex found out that Abel was the woman he rejected and humiliated in high school, he would stay away from Abel, and Abel would no longer receive attention from Alex.
However, will Abel forever cover up this truth?
* * *
Abel had already entered the five-star hotel room she would be staying in for the next few days, carrying the photo that was the source of his troubles today. The ice cream in his hand didn't make his mood happy again.
Her heels were tapping on the hotel room floor in an irregular rhythm. While biting Alex's index finger, Abel tried to find a way if Alex realized that Abel was a girl at the high school.
Abel then opened his laptop and opened a file containing all the contracts with the most significant cooking oil brand in Indonesia to look back and look for loopholes if one day she argued with Airlangga about him cancelling this project.
It had been almost half an hour when Abel's mind was focused on work, but suddenly Abel shuddered to himself, wondering why Alex's attitude earlier at lunch was so directed at his desire to be close to himself. Is it possible that Alex is looking for opportunities in Dubai because there is no rival for Airlangga to be close to him?
Abel immediately hit his head lightly for thinking like that.
"Who am I? Until it has to be fought over by the two most important people at PT Chevron Khan, this?"
* * *
Alex stretches his body on a soft bed with white sheets while blaming the air conditioner for the coldest degree considering the atmosphere in Dubai is hot.
While resting for a moment, Alex opened his cell phone to surf social media and play games. He thought about the photo that fell from Abel's wallet for a moment.
Alex frowned and then got up from his sleep; he felt familiar with the uniform and the face of the teenage boy in the photo. Alex seemed to see himself.
"Why does that boy look so much like me?" he muttered.
For a few minutes, these thoughts swirled in Alex's head; he took his cell phone to call Abel wanting to ask for more details about the photo, but because he remembered they had just arrived in Dubai and didn't want to disturb Abel's rest for tomorrow's activities.
Finally, Alex fell asleep on a hotel bed, still wearing the white shirt and black pants he had been wearing since coming from Indonesia.
* * *
You can already feel the atmosphere of the night in Dubai. The sun shining on the city since morning has now been set and replaced by the moon. The street lights beautify the town even more, and the swish of the waves that are getting late at night show their talent to hit the sinking rocks.
Abel had just come to the restaurant for dinner when all the staff and Alex arrived. Abel was late because his hairdryer suddenly wouldn't turn on, forcing him to call the hotel receptionist.
"Evening," Abel greeted happily to the other staff.
However, Abel didn't want to be bothered to be friendly with Alex because he remembered the incident this afternoon which, of course, embarrassed him, and he still wondered whether Alex realized that the teenage boy was him.
"Good night, all. Because it's complete, I'll talk a little about work between dinner, but I hope it won't interfere with the enjoyment of this dinner, "said Alex in a low tone.
This evening Alex wore casual clothes with a white shirt with a black jeans collar, so he didn't forget the expensive watch that was permanently attached to his left hand.
Alex then re-discussed the work program and what activities would be carried out for two weeks in Dubai. Although all the staff already knew, Alex just wanted to remind a few important things because he wanted to save his time meeting with Dubai investors and not produce results.
After Alex spoke, all the food that had been ordered came. Almost all the menus at this restaurant Alex called to spoil the tongues of all his employees.
Alex glanced at Abel's cell phone, which was right next to him, and saw Airlangga's name, who had just sent a short message. Instantly made Alex furious.
"It doesn't have to be related to work in Indonesia. I've told you that you have to focus on helping me to handle all the projects in Dubai," Alex said casually to Abel, who was busy eating his food.
Abel immediately fell silent; she did not understand his boss's words.
Alex got up from his chair and said goodbye to all the staff to enter the hotel first, making Abel even more confused. Then Abel quickly finished the food on his plate and stepped closer to Alex.
Abel held his breath; she couldn't bring himself to ask why Alex could speak like that.
"I'm sorry, sir; what did you mean by talking earlier?" asked Abel nervously.
Alex just glanced at Abel without answering his question.
The elevator chimed open, indicating that they were on their floor.
"I have something to talk about."
Finally, they both went into Alex's room. With a pounding heart, Abel followed Alex's steps into the room.
"Can I ask about yesterday's photo?"
They were both still standing in the doorway. Abel's eyes opened wide, flashing as if he couldn't believe Alex was still thinking about the photo problem.
Alex leaned his face towards Abel. So close that Abel felt the breath of the man in front of him; it made it difficult for Abel to open his lips.
Alex's lips got closer; his broad chest continued to approach Abel's body.
"Please explain."
Abel slightly pushed Alex's well-built body to give him space to speak. Until the end…..
"I am that girl. The girl you once humiliated in front of everyone," said Abel firmly.
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