Dum Spiro, Spero
Rejected

Baskara could only catch her breath and let out a sigh of resignation as her co-workers stared at her while holding back laughter. Monday this time was really messed up. Not only was he forced to gas pol to make Vero overwhelmed, Blue's act of hurrying him also made him unconscious had been wrong wearing footwear.

If you just do not wear shoes, and even wear home flip-flops anyway, Baskara will not be too embarrassed. But the problem is, he already wears flip-flops, the color is also different. One is dark green, one is blue.

“Mas Abi finished praying in which mosque, the sandals can be different colors?” chirped Seno, being the only person who dared to be mocked when the other coworkers could only hold back a laugh.

Baskara breathed again. He saw a different color footwear that has damaged his overall outfit kecenya. Even though he already feels very cool with all-black outfit that if said today's children are the outfit of the mamba boys.

“Mas Abi non-Muslim,” whispered to one of his co-workers, correcting Seno's questions which he feared would cause a sensitive reaction.

The whisper could still be heard clearly, but he decided not to comment. Even Seno who finally broke out on his own and rectified his speech.

“Aduh, forgot, Mas, sorry. The end who like taper sandals tuh usually who finished praying from the mosque.” Seno said it felt bad.

“Casual, lah, Sen.” Baskara flicked her hand. Religion is not something that is interesting enough for him. He doesn't even care if anyone in this room claims to be an atheist. For him, the affair between a man and God is really a personal affair, other humans do not need to know.

Seno pulled her chair closer towards Baskara's desk. Still curious about the real reason behind the emergence of a combination of sandals that do not match on both feet Baskara at this time.

Half whispering, the man asked again. “Seriously, why is it wrong? Mas Abi is the person of great detail, it is impossible to suddenly wear sandals.”

Baskara turned to the side, silent for a moment before answering, “Anin really excited to leave because it was bad luck, so yes .. gini, lah.”

Hearing that, Seno took a long time while nodding his head. Then, a few seconds later, the man chuckled softly, making Baskara raise his eyebrows in astonishment.

“Anin when seen funny too, yes, Mas.” Seno. Starting from there, Baskara's feelings were not good. The look on Seno's face also began to change when he mentioned Anin's name.

“Funny how does that mean?” search Baskara.

Seno more strange smiles, “Ya. Cute, gemes. So pepeng—“

“Neither, his son is still small, can not make a date.” Haven't heard until it's over, Baskara's already cut.

Practically, Seno pursed her lips. Failing had been his plan to start an approach agenda with Anindia, who had recently caught his eye. He thought, working in the same environment with Anindia's older brother would provide benefits for him. A kind of shortcut to a beautiful relationship. Apparently he's wrong. He had forgotten that Abhimanyu was also difficult to approach.

“Lagian,” Baskara pulled his hand from the mouse, now completely switched to look at Seno. “You won't be strong if you date him. His son is fierce, but also whiny and spoiled. I was dizzy, how are you?”

But for Seno, he will not know whether he can handle Anindia or not, if he has never tried it himself. All this time, he had only been a little bit of an interaction. They never met unless Anindia came to Mas Abi who was overtime.

“Not tried yet, Mas.” In the eye, his voice was very slow.

“Oh, so you want to try it out with my sister?” ask Baskara.

Seno momentarily flutter. She shook her head in panic, “Not what I mean, Mas. I just ... just...”.

“If you're just curious, mending don't ya. I'm not ready to squirm my sister crying because of a guy.”

Baskara jerked her chair, bringing it to a comfortable position as her eyes refocused on the computer screen. “I really do not matter if Anindia really wants to, but you should not. You will never know how complicated the child's head is.” That statement became final. Seno is no longer able to speak, must be pleased to accept the fact that the blessing to do PDKT has failed him to do.

Seno dragged her chair back to the front of the desk, bringing with her disappointment in her instantly disheveled look.

What is it that you do not fall in love with someone else? I should have said it was the same, Sabiru...

And that groan can only be complained in Baskara's heart. He kept it to himself because even saying it to Sabiru would not have much effect.

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At lunchtime, Seno tumben-tumbenan did not come out with other coworkers to eat at the Mbok Yem stall as usual days. The man pulled out his chair, pressed towards Baskara's desk where the owner was still solemnly performing his duties.

“Mas Abi,” whispered the man.

Baskara just cleared her throat because she still had to focus on doing the design on her computer screen.

“You want lunch with me?” seno asked in a soft voice. There was no one but the two of them in this room. It was also strange why the man had to whisper like he was discussing an attack plan against the enemy.

“I have sent a delivery. You if you want to eat with me here is okay, buy first there food.” Answer Baskara.

However, he even heard Seno exhale slowly so he would not want to look to the side.

“I intend to treat Mas Abi lunch, not just want to eat together.” Said the man with frowning lips.

Baskara raised next to her eyebrows, beginning to smell the hidden intent behind Seno's kindness this afternoon. Well, yeah, Seno is nice and royal. The men often buy coffee and snacks for their other co-workers. However, it is usually done for everything, never specifically treat only one person.

It is certain that the man has his will.

“In what order do you want my treat?” Baskara completely removed his hand from the mouse, then turned the chair facing Seno. His arms folded in front of his chest, his gaze probing.

Being interrogated, Seno was even grinning like a fool. The more Baskara became suspicious. This treaty was definitely not going to come for free, there was a price he had to pay for a lunch.

Not even getting an answer, Baskara withdrew. “I don't know what your intentions are, but if this has anything to do with Anin, you better stop.” He said, he was back in focus staring at the computer screen. “My answer is no, Sen. My sister can't date anyone first.”

Hard-headed Baskara that makes Seno moan disappointed. Twice in a day, he gets a non-nonsense rejection.

“Padahan exciting if we can double date someday.” Murmured Seno while pushing her chair back to the table.

Hearing that, Baskara glanced cynically, then again grumbled in the heart. “Double date your eyes! Sabiru my girlfriend anying!”

Seriate