Chương 4: Past Pounding
Abel drove his car full of emotion; she stepped on the gas at average speed because his brain's confusion seemed non-stop. She is confused about the situation he will continue to face every day, meeting with Alex and remembering the past that hit her so severely, and on the other hand, there are still pent-up feelings for the man.
Abel took a deep breath; his car had stopped because the traffic jams in the capital city were getting worse by the day. In the middle of the traffic jam, she thought about Airlangga's offer of picking him up tomorrow morning, racking his brain about whether she should accept the offer or politely decline.
Arriving home, Abel immediately threw his body onto the soft mattress; she was tired on his first day working at PT Chevron Khan Oil and had caused trouble between two critical people in the company.
"Dear Abel, eat first!" Bi Surti shouted from outside her room.
"Yes, ma'am," answered Abel lazily.
After changing clothes, Abel immediately went to the dining room; his father and mother had already sat before her.
"How was your first day of work?" asked her father gently. His father worked as an architect and was rarely at home, but his love for Abel and his sister was never lacking.
Abel told about his first day at work, which he thought was very unpleasant; in the middle of the conversation, she almost mentioned Alex's name in front of his parents. A name that traumatized his parents.
"Oh, I see. PT Chevron? It seems daddy has had a project with the company."
Abel's heart was immediately shocked to hear these words; his father did not realize that one of the most influential people in the company was the one who had humiliated his son.
After the conversation, Abel immediately returned to his room and looked for his cellphone; it was seen on the notification screen that there was a message from a number he didn't know.
"Hello," Abel spoke the message's contents in his heart.
She frowned and threw his cell phone on his bed; this wasn't the first time Abel had received a message from a number she didn't recognize. When the phone was thrown an incoming call from that number, she didn't pick up one time until the third call because Abel was furious and immediately picked up the phone and cursed at the person who had disturbed him.
"Stop bothering me!" Abel's first words when the other person on the phone had not said anything.
"Haha. Sorry for disturbing you; it's me, Airlangga," came a low voice that Abel had heard since yesterday
Airlangga? How did he get my cell phone number?
Abel slapped his forehead, cursing himself harshly for feeling guilty for cursing his co-workers.
"Sorry, what's the matter, sir?"
"So what about my invitation?" Airlangga immediately firmly asked the answer to his invitation to the office. Abel was immediately confused; she didn't understand how to answer his question.
"No, sir, I've brought my vehicle."
"Okay, if that's your answer," Airlangga answered and immediately turned off the phone.
* * *
Alex had just parked his sports car in the VIP parking lot of a luxury apartment he stayed in daily. On the way home, the beautiful charm of his new secretary appeared his mind, but on the other hand, he was also annoyed with his brother. The letter did not obey his orders to immediately make his secretary a permanent employee.
His strong hands had pressed the elevator button to get to the 25th floor in the elevator. Alex was already thinking about going to sleep because he hadn't rested peacefully since his return from Bangkok.
The elevator door opened and led directly to Alex's apartment unit; when he took off his shoes, he heard a sigh from inside the unit; he immediately frowned, trying to listen carefully to ensure the voice didn't come from his unit.
"Step up?!" Alex was surprised when he saw his brother making out on his blue sofa. Airlangga is indeed a female player, he has slept with many women, and a few months later, he left.
Airlangga could enter Alex's apartment unit because he often stayed overnight. With an innocent face, Airlangga immediately put on all his clothes, and the woman immediately ran to the bathroom to put on her clothes.
"Outrageous! How many times have you made out in this room?!" Alex snapped firmly; this isn't the first time his sister has used her sister's apartment to carry a girl.
"Haha. I can stand your emotions. I will go home soon," Airlangga replied casually.
After randomly returning everything, he couldn't sleep, and his body started to feel hot and cold, his breath suffocating from the anger wrestling within him.
Alex contacted his doctor to check his condition immediately; tomorrow, he will not come to work.
An hour later, his doctor came and immediately examined all the conditions of the patient's body.
"Your physical condition is weak because your immunity is low. I suggest resting for three days," said the doctor kindly.
Alex is upset that he can't work. Alex is indeed a worker holic where he spent his youth working.
"Until I tell my new secretary to work in my apartment tomorrow because I won't be in the office for the next three days," Alex ordered his assistant.
* * *
The overcast sky brought Abel to pull the blanket again; the cold air supported him to go back to sleep. The alarm on his cellphone had been more than five times but didn't work until finally, both doors knocked on him.
"Son Abel, it's half past eight. Late for work," shouted Bi Surti from outside her room.
Abel's eyes widened when he looked at the time on his cellphone.
"Unlucky! Late!"
* * *
"The future is unpredictable. You refused my invitation to meet today; you were in the car with me," said Airlangga. Alex ordered the company to meet Abel Airlangga, who then heard the order and immediately set up a body to meet Abel.
Abel was silent while presenting a smile to Airlangga.
"If you are outside the office, don't talk formally. Call me Langga," said Airlangga.
"Not good, sir."
"Just relax."
Arriving at Alex's apartment, Abel's heartbeat was getting worse; he didn't imagine being in the room alone with Alex; the fantasy about their past replayed in Abel's head.
"Good morning, sir," said Abel, lowering his head.
Abel's eyes circled his boss's apartment unit; he studied every item in it; when he looked in the corner above the piano, some photos made him observe for a few minutes.
"What do you see?" asked Alex in a high-pitched voice.
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