A Flick of Asa For Love
CHAPTER 103

...***Happy Reading***...

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Harsa was shocked by a boy who was on his bed with various toys scattered there. The boy was about four years old. White, black and full of hair.

“Hai, Boy! When comes?” sapa Harsa who was still wearing her bath kimono with a small towel on her head.

Harsa approached the boy and extended her clenched hand. The boy diverted his attention from his toy and looked at Harsa. He returned Harsa's hand with a funny smile.

“Abang!” The boy immediately got up and hugged Harsa. Harsa returned his embrace and kissed the boy's cheek.

“Abim when is it coming? Same who?” ask Harsa to Abhimana - his cousin who lives in Japan.

“Sama mami,” the answer is short.

“Now where is mami?” Harsa took the boy to sit on his bed. While Harsa himself took a house shirt and immediately wore it.

“Mami in the room, it was the same booby Abim,” chirp without taking his eyes off the car in his hand.

Suddenly a knock from the door made Harsa turn. He walked to the door and opened it immediately. Eviyana's smile greeted from behind the door.

“Evening first, yuk! All are waiting.”

“Iya, Mother. Harsa immediately went down,” he replied.

“Abim, come on, eat first!” Eviyana called her niece who was still in Harsa's bed. The boy immediately came down and approached Eviyana. They headed for the dining room followed by Harsa. Below you see Rendra and Aline with her husband waiting.

“Tumben aunt Aline didn't ask Harsa to pick up. What's up, Om?” greet Harsa politely.

“Good, Sa. You know you are busy now. Which young entrepreneur can pick us up to the airport. Yes, right, Mi?” answer Surya.

“Hu um, Pi. We can't, ‘kan, mess up a director's schedule,” joked Aline makes all chuckle.

“Ah, Aunt can aja,” replied Harsa blushed.

“Udah, continue later. Now eat first,” timpal Rendra. Next, silence is created, which is heard only the sound of spoons and forks clashing with plates.

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On the third day, Widya worked at Mandala Kencana Design & Construction, a company owned by Harsa and Zakir engaged in development consulting services. Although their efforts are still classified as beginners, but the results need not be doubted. The first customers who use their services are satisfied with the work of Mandala Kencana, making the name Mandala Kencana increasingly often referred to among property businesses.

As it is today. Mandala Kencana is following the tender auction of a well-known property company in Jakarta. They've been busy since three days ago. Widya as a new employee immediately got the task to make presentation materials. Three days Widya is busy until every day staying up late to present presentation materials that are in accordance with the current conditions. For Widya this is easy because she often does the same thing in her old office. However, this time Widya who had to present her own because Harsa company is not as big as the company where Widya used to work. If first Hasbi will advance as his superior.

“Sa, you are present at the auction Mr. Kim, yes. Let me review the project in Bandung. I don't want to compete with big companies. Minder me,” said Zakir while cleaning his desk.

“OK, you be careful, yes!” harsa replied before Zakir grabbed the car keys on his desk. “Wid, you're ready, ‘right? All the ingredients and certainly has a heart. We will meet with big companies. Don't let us go down first. I believe in interior design as much as you. Ntar I give you the code when it is time to go forward.”

“God willing, Boss,” Widya replied.

This morning they were preoccupied by the tender auction preparations. After everything seems to be in order, Harsa and Widya immediately head to Mr. Kim´s. Harsa parked her car in the guest parking lot. The two of them rushed to the meeting room.

“Wid, wait a minute. My phone missed in the car.” Harsa turned around after getting a response from Widya. Widya sat on the sofa in the room.

“Widya, are you here?” Hasbi came from outside with an assistant.

“Iya, Mas. Hasbi Mas at auction?” ask Widya.

“It, Wid. As always,” Hasbi said with a teasing smile. “What are you doing here yourself? Are we going to compete?”

“Mas Hasbi can. How dare I compete with Mas Hasbi,” replied Widya.

“Eh, we happened to meet here. How about lunch together, yuk!” bring Hasbi.

“Come, Wid, we're in!” Not to mention Widya replied to Hasbi's invitation. Harsa who had returned, immediately put on a sadistic look when he saw Hasbi was near Widya. That jealousy and fear at first glance forced Harsa to be more wary of Hasbi.

“I first, yes, Mas,” said Widya immediately followed Harsa's wide steps towards the meeting room. Hasbi could only stare at the survivors of their departure.

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After passing through a few thrilling hours, Harsa and Widya finally walked out of the room with a feeling of relief. They got into the elevator with some of the auction participants. One of them is Hasbi.

“Your presentation is really cool, Wid. Try first you advance. Nyesel me,” praise Hasbi.

“That's because you made the material,” says Hasbi.

Harsa who saw Hasbi always approached Widya was fed up. Until finally Harsa pulled Widya's hand to get out of the elevator even though it had not reached the first floor.

“Loh, where are we going, Sa?” widya asked confusedly.

“In the meantime, I have an important affair. Lo sit here jerk off, yes.” Harsa passed by leaving Widya for a while. Harsa deliberately did this simply because she did not want to see the pretentious Hasbi close to Widya.

“Nona, aren't you from Mandala Kencana?” the greeting of someone made Widya turn to the direction of the source of the voice.

“He's right, Mr. Kim,” replied Widya slightly bowed her body after she stood up from her seat respecting the person.

“I'm interested in your exposure earlier. Really new this time there are companies that present good materials, but at a small cost. I'll re-learn your proposal,” said Mr. Kim´s.

“Thank you, Mr. Kim,” Widya said before Mr. Kim passed.

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Today Widya came home from the office when it was getting dark. Three hours after the meeting, Harsa got an email from Mr. Kim that Mandala Kencana became the company chosen for their project. A happy aura enveloped Harsa's office. Zakir who just arrived from Bandung was also happy to hear all this. They worked hard to revise some points at Mr.'s request. Kim, until they get home when it gets dark.

“Come, Wid, we go home,” take Harsa.

“I got on ojek online only, Sa. Want to stop by minimarket,” replied Widya.

“Yes, I'm anterin. Come!” exclaiming Harsa.

“But, Sa...”

“Not wear but-fireplace.” Harsa pulled Widya's hand and took her to the car parked in front of the office. Widya is like a child who just complies with Harsa's will.

The car drove slowly towards a restaurant not far from their office. Harsa invites Widya to eat before going to the minimarket. After eating, Harsa drove Widya to the minimarket because Widya only wanted to buy her personal items. Harsa patiently escorted and accompanied Widya shopping. Although Widya initially refuses and asks Harsa to wait in the car alone. Widya is embarrassed if Harsa finds out what she is going to buy. However, with the reason Harsa also wants to buy something, so they go to the minimarket and shop for their respective needs.

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“Still, yes, Sa. Sorry, I was always a hassle,” Widya said when Harsa's car stopped in front of Widya's house.

“Lo has never troubled me, Wid. It brings happiness to me. Uh, I mean you bring happiness to my company. Thanks to lo, we can win the tender,” said Harsa misbehaved when he slipped talk.

Although he still loves the girl, but Harsa does not want to be rash. Harsa does not want to make Widya feel uncomfortable with her excessive attention. And again, Harsa feels unworthy to expect Widya's love. Harsa still remembers how she hurt Widya. For now, Harsa is just trying to keep Widya. Correcting his old mistakes on the girl who is ultimately able to steal his true love. He would be willing to follow Widya anywhere. It does not matter if there are people who consider benalu who always stick to Widya. What matters is that Widya never escapes her surveillance.

“Sa, stop by first, yuk!” Ask Widya to break her daydream. Harsa just smiled and nodded.

They got out of the car and stepped towards Widya's house. Squeezing the bell several times until finally Arini appeared from behind the door still wearing a mukena. After kissing the back of the middle-aged woman's hand. Harsa also returned home.

“Not go in first, Sa?” bring Arini.

“Thank you, Tan. Last night, Harsa just went home,” reject Harsa.

“Loh, really, hurry? Aunty make warm tea first,” persuade Arini.

“Harsa's body is sticky, Tan. Urgent cepet-cepet bath.”

Finally, Arini gave up. The mother and child let go of Harsa on the porch of the house until Harsa's car left the yard.

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Upon arrival at home, Harsa immediately cleans up. Soaking in warm water made his fatigue disappear. He laid his body on the bed after cleaning himself. His tiredness and fatigue instantly disappeared and changed his comfort when he was lying in his favorite place.

Harsa's gaze was fixed to the ceiling of her room. His imagination plays imagining Widya's face painted pretty there. A smile immediately came from his lips. I want to see her tomorrow so I can meet her soon again.

"Ah, I'd go crazy if I thought I was this." Harsa ruffled her hair while laughing amusedly. Then decided to close your eyes so that the night feels quickly changed.

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**To be Continued....

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