A Piece of the Past In White Grey
Chapter 21
Satisfied to spend time with Gara since he came and the next day I rushed to the office. Papi today did not go to the office because there was an agreement with Mami to accompany him shopping. I'll go alone and in the office accompanied by Dava.
“I go first yeah? Don't forget later said Mami lunch we met at the restaurant.” My interest in Gara who is good at reading books.
“Oke, I'll take you to the office if it's.” I just nodded in response.
“Good morning, Mba Agatha.” My morning was warmly greeted by some of the workers who passed me in the office. I smiled walking towards Mr. Dava's room.
“Eh hi, Agatha.”
“Hai Pak Dava.”
We spent half the day working in one room. More precisely I paid a lot of attention and did what the man ordered.
“This seems wrong. Try to re-enter the count from here.” Appoint the man as he stands behind me sitting in a chair.
“What the fuck is this?” Me and Mr. Dava were both shocked to hear that high voice. We both looked where it turned out that Gara was coming in.
“Gara,” Immediately I stood looking at my sister who stepped into the room with her wide steps.
Without saying anything because it had pushed the chest of Mr. Dava. I was shocked, seeing a very rude Gara. My hand was pulled by him out of the room.
“Gara, you what the hell?”
“You're the shit? I want to touch that guy. Still not the same thing that happened that night?” My eyes glazed over hearing Gara yelling at me.
What's wrong with her? Why is he this angry with Mr. Dava.
“I'm with Mr. Dava again working, Gar. He's not a guy like Morgan.”.
Little chuckles at my words. I pulled my hand back and now we're in the car.
“Agatha enough! Don't argue with me. We go home now.” My eyes widen. Going home? Not likely. It's only nine in the morning. Why I came home while here work is still quite a lot.
Immediately I brushed off my brother's hand and was about to get out of the car. But, Gara had actually locked the car.
“I've warned not to give too much hope to any man. I still have to go to college. Who's taking care of you?” Because I asked in such an emotional tone.
“Gara, I'm an adult. I'm your brother. It's not your sister you have to keep. I know where it is good and bad.” I say aloud.
“By sticking to a guy like that without any status?” I was silent to Gara's question.
If it's in this state I feel alien to my sister. He was not as warm as usual and was always filled with anger. Our journey home was made in silence. I don't care about him anymore.
What I'm thinking right now feels really bad about Mr. Dava that I just left behind. I should have told him permission first. Even though he is a subordinate of Papi, Mr. Dava is a good person to teach me in work or college assignments.
In addition, his tall posture and handsome face seemed to make me feel at home. His maturity in work seemed to add to the charm of the established man.
“Let me ask the office guy to send the job here. We'll work on both.” I looked at my sister.
“No need, Gara. That's not what I want.”
“Then?” ask Gara.
“I want to work in the office. There I can be taught Mr. Dava.”
“Oh so it's better to teach that itchy guy than me?” Again, accusing me.
I'm abrasive my breath hearing Gara's words. I'd love to catch Gara's hair.
