Abi clenched his fists, his jaw tightened at the memory of what happened five years ago. The humiliation at that time was still clearly recorded in his memory.
Brakkk!
Abi suddenly hit the table, making Hafa, who was diligently reading a copy of the presentation for a meeting with a client, suddenly surprised.
Hafa glared at Abi as she rubbed her chest. Try to calm down before approaching Abi.
"What's wrong?" asked Hafa.
Abi's gaze was sharp towards the CV sheet that was on his desk.
"Do you know this girl?" Hafa asked carefully.
"She, the person who has insulted me in the past," said Abi in a flat tone.
Hafa rubbed Abi's back, she did not say anymore. Just be near Abi. Allowing his emotions to subside.
"You know, I want to help Naya. But seeing this brother, makes me can't stand it. He's arrogant and almighty attitude makes me sick!"
"Control your emotions. Someday her arrogance will teach him life lessons. Lead him to the brink of ruin."
Abi seemed to think for a moment. Digested Hafa's words in his head.
"You're right, Hafa. Thank you, you can always ease my anger."
Abi suddenly pulled Hafa closer, then hugged Hafa's waist who was standing beside his chair, while Abi was still sitting in his work chair. Without realizing it, Hafa's body responded, trying to reject Abi's treatment.
"Leave me like this for a moment. Don't go," asked Abi.
Hafa was only able to stand still in her position without fighting again. Hafa understands that for the past few years, only she has always accompanied Abi. Abi only needs someone who can understand himself.
Abi let go of his hug, after controlling his emotions. Abi then turned his chair and left the place.
"Hafa, help me to prepare. Where are the clothes I ordered for you to prepare some time ago?" said Abi.
"Everything is in your fitting room, the cupboard is brown. Let me help you get ready."
Hafa and Abi headed for the fitting room in Abi's room. Abi's room is quite large. Even Abi's study has a direct access door to his room. In Abi's room, there is also a fitting room, a photo studio as a hobby, a fitness room, a spacious bathroom complete with a bath that leads directly out of the window with views of the golf course. All of these spaces can be accessed directly from the main room which is Abi's bed. Abi likes privacy.
Hafa opened a brown wardrobe in which there were clothes in a relaxed style, looking more simple. Various types of patterned shirts, jackets, fabric shorts, jeans, hats, glasses, watches, accessories such as bracelets. Abi can change his style at will, according to his taste. The style he likes but is difficult for him to wear because his grandfather always taught Abi to wear formal clothes.
Hafa helped prepare Abi's clothes, he was wearing a white T-shirt, wearing dark blue jeans, a patterned jacket on the outside, wearing white sneakers, glasses, and a backpack on his back.
"How?" Abi asked for an opinion.
"Ermm, your hair can't be left neat. It has to be natural." Hafa ruffled Abi's hair, then smoothed it out using her fingers. Lower the front hair to cover the forehead.
"Your hair must be different from your previous style. Ready. Look in the mirror" said Hafa.
Abi looked at his appearance in the mirror. He looks completely different. It looks fresher now.
"Ah, one more thing I added a mole under the corner of your left eye, huh? But you have to remember it. Erase it when you became Abi."
"Ready."
"Here's your cell phone and wallet. I don't put a credit card in this wallet. At present, you can't look rich."
"You're right. Ok, I'm ready to Role-Play."
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Sure. This is the only way I can help him."
"All right, be careful in your role."
"Ok."
"I'll take you, you can call me if you need anything."
"Then you must always be ready."
"Certainly."