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Chapter 3: Tlove - Aga

"This is my first storry in English!

Hope you like it!"

- Nadya Meisitha -

Bali, a little piece of paradise in Indonesia. For some people, it's only a tourism place but for Aga. Bali was different. He wandered from Jakarta to Denpasar to worked. His mother had a problem with her kidney so Aga had to worked very hard.

"Ga, come home. You have to paid for guest house and your daily needs," said her mom from phone. At the moment, Aga just arrived to his bed after did his jobdesk as a tour leader.

"Mom, i'm ok. I live inside my office. No need to pay. Don't think about me," said Aga.

"But ..."

"Mom," cut Aga. "How is Cindy? I miss her," he converted the topic about his little sister.

"She's good."

"Good for her, i'll be back soon, Mom."

"Promise? There is something less in this house without you."

"Mom, take care. I will always there for you both although distance separated us," said Aga.

That was the first call from her mother when he lived in Denpasar. He always remember that until now. He worked for her mom and sister. No time for having fun or stuff until a girl username Sari Putri Shakira commented on his picture.

Sari : So beautiful. Where is it?

Aga : Canggu beach

Sari : How to get there?

After commented, Aga tried to reach the inbox. He told how to get Canggu beach by his travel. He promoted the office he worked at. Who knows, Sari wants to be his costumer but however, they become online friend. They have number each other, keep contacted by phone and befriend for a long time.

He thought they would be only met as virtual friends but Sari needs more than that, she asked Aga to made a CV of her. Sari was about to seek a job in Bali. It means that, they would meet each other very soon.

He had to considered that Sari was beautiful. She never used filter on picture of her, she's naturally beautiful. Aga had been single for a long time. He need a sparkle of love. Maybe later on because he still concerned with his family.

He lives on empty room at his office, Hello Future Tour and Travel. It named like a financial office but it was the legal name of tour. He always come to the office earliest than other just because he lives inside. The boss allowed him, she didn't need to hire a security to keep her office save. There was Aga inside.

Aga called Sari after the CV were done. He made it seriously in order Sari would received on the tour he worked at. Hopefully.

Plup!

Sari took her phone. "Hello!"

"Hi, Sari. Have you checked the watssapp? I send a CV of you, it's done" said Aga behind the phone.

"No, i have any appointment. I just arrived on my room. You know Aga, i hate this part!" told Sari.

"Why?"

"My parents about to match making me with a man, i just know him. He was agree with the arranged married but i'm not!" said her. Her voice seems so upset.

"What should i do?"

"Booking one hotel room for me. I'm going to Bali."

"Don't mess up!" said Aga.

"I don't want to married with that man. I will find my future husband by myself," hope Sari. Aga smiles directly after heard words from Sari.

"What kind of man do you want?"

"I don't even know it, I have no plan to do a relationship. I just ...."

"Come here, a place for healing yourself. Bali is the right place," cutted Aga.

"Not just healing, i want to work there. I will prove to my parents that I could live by myself."

"Then, i will give your CV to my boss and wait. We will call you letter."

"But Aga, i have booked a ticket to Bali for tomorrow," said Sari.

"What?" Aga seems too shocked.

"Hey, calm down. Book a hotel room for me," asked Sari.

"Okay, standard room?"

"Yes, I have to save my money untill I get a job in Bali," said Sari.

"Um, I will book the cheapest price for you."

"Thank you, you such a good friend," praised Sari. Aga did it for sincerity. Nothing any other purpose to Sari. At least for that time.

**

Yuno wore a black suit and formal shoes and tie on his collar. He look tidy this morning. His hair look so preppy like a new student.

"Oh my .... Why i look like this?" he said to himself. He was a rebel man but suddenly wear an office wardrobe.

A servant remind him that the driver is ready to get him into Miyahara Corp, a company he didn't want to know exactly. He walks arround his house and find the lambo car. He enter the car.

"Go," he said to the driver.

Long story short, he arrived a Miyahara building. His family's business developing so fast this year. From the mini market until the biggest market place in Japan. All because of hard worked both from his parents and grand parent. Their child, include Yuno just continued the business, how fun is that!

But in Yuno's mind, the company just waste his time. He prefer to be buy everything with credit card without pay the bills. He was so lazy to make money.

Automatic glass gate open by foot step, Yuno show his arrogant face while the officer give an honour to him.

"Good morning, CEO..."

The words from his officer seems like nothing to him. He was not considered it as an achievement. So awkward to him. He walked without watched left and right, just go ahead until he arrived at the CEO room.

A man name Shouta starring at him, he gave smile to welcome Yuno as a new CEO.

"Good morning, Sir."

"What are you doing here?" asked Yuno.

"I am your private assistant," answered Shouta sure.

"How could a man like you become my assistant?" asked Yuno.

"Mr. Miyahara asked me to did the jobdesk," said Shouta.

"You fired! I need a girl to be my assistant!" said Yuno.

To Be Continued ....


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