Airplane

"Okay, ma'am, I will do everything to drop his reputation!" said Airlangga firmly.

Abel's eyes widened when she heard Airlangga calling his mother at the end of the call, which surprised him and made him even more curious about what Airlangga was planning.

"Mother? Did Airlangga conspire with his mother to bring down Alex?" muttered Abel in his heart; there was such a deep feeling of sadness when he found out that a younger brother could be so mean to his older brother just because of his position.

Abel hugged Airlangga even tighter, trying to get his emotions out with a hug that turned into a grip.

"What is it?" asked Airlangga gently while looking at Abel, whose height was lower than himself.

Abel smiled sweetly even though the smile was just a lie; she looked into Airlangga's eyes so spoiled.

"Hurry and eat; I'm starving waiting for you to call," said Abel.

* * *

The bustling atmosphere at the airport has seen many people passing by from various countries. Some have left, and some have just set foot again in Indonesia.

Abel, with a pink suitcase, his neck pillow, and a bag, ran to catch up with his office group, including Alex, who had arrived half an hour ahead of him. Several times Abel glanced at the clock on his right hand.

"Five past ten!!" he said to himself.

"Sorry, sir, I'm late," said Abel, exhaling because he was tired of running.

Alex didn't respond to Abel's apology and immediately mobilized his other men to carry his suitcase using a trolley to unite with his belongings.

Alex didn't respond to Abel's request because he was slightly annoyed.

So at night….

The phone ringing didn't ring when Abel put clothes and other equipment into his suitcase. She had ignored the phone calls twice because she didn't want to disturb his concentration while she was arranging goods to be brought to Dubai until when she realized the third time the phone call was from Alex, she immediately called back.

"Hello, sir. I'm sorry I didn't hear a call earlier; how can I help you?" asked Abel in a broken voice.

After talking about work, at the end of the conversation, Alex offered to pick up Abel the next day because he remembered they would fly to Dubai in the morning.

"If you don't mind, can I pick you up tomorrow?" asked Alex in a dashing voice offering a pickup to the woman he admired.

Abel was silent for a moment, trying to think of the correct answer. After a few seconds of consideration, he declined the invitation because he felt terrible for his boss.

* * *

It's been almost 5 hours since Alex and Abel sat on the first class bench for the flight from JKT-DUBAI while the other staff sat on the economy class bench.

Alex stood up to stretch his hip muscles that had been sitting earlier and read some material regarding the work program he would be doing in Dubai. His tall body made him able to see around him; Abel was seen sleeping in front of his laptop in front of the increasing buying curve.

Abel held his breath when he felt a kiss land on his forehead, suddenly, a strange vibration ran through his body, making his hair bristle and his heart beat fast.

Abel did not rebel because he felt that this was just a dream. A beautiful plan can be kissed directly by Alex.

However, something seemed strange when Abel's body was warmly wrapped in a brown blanket which he remembered was one of the facilities of the plane he was on. Abel immediately opened his eyes, and sure enough.

Two beautiful eyes with Alex's signature sleek hair and thin moustache were already in front of Abel's face, only five centimetres away. Abel's legs immediately went limp. He was baffled about what to do because he enjoyed this moment, which would never happen again.

But because of the heightened awareness, Abel immediately stretched his body to wake Alex up.

"Sorry, I just wanted to tuck you in," said Alex in a nervous voice.

However, Alex still has a firm principle not to highlight his love for anyone, even though his passion for Abel is very turbulent now.

Abel just nodded his head, trying to digest everything that had happened; he remembered whether the kiss earlier that he felt was real. Did Alex give the kiss for free?

Abel immediately wrinkled his forehead; he threw away the negative thoughts in his head, closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and shook his head as if he were throwing away all his dirty ideas.

"Excuse me, here are the hot tea and chocolate biscuits that were ordered earlier," said a flight attendant with a tray.

Suddenly Abel's eyes widened because he didn't feel like ordering it all. Confused, Abel immediately reached out his hand to take the order.

After the flight attendant left, Abel immediately wanted to eat his food, and when he picked up the chocolate biscuits, there was a yellow paper that made Abel curious.

"Hopefully, this trip will be more than just a business trip. There will be many surprises for you."

Handwriting that was familiar to Abel. Beautiful writing with carvings that maybe no one can follow, Alex's script is unique and has stayed the same since high school.

Without realizing it, Abel immediately spread a broad smile on his lips; his heart was filled with flowers. With the words written on a piece of yellow paper, he had already imagined the beauty and happiness he would feel when he arrived in Dubai.

A notification to get ready immediately because the plane will be landing soon makes Abel a little scared because he had a trauma when he was little, having experienced a minor accident on a plane.

When he closed his eyes, suddenly, his hand was held tightly by Alex's strong hand. Alex tried to calm Abel because he saw from the look on his face that he was terrified.

When the plane landed safely, Abel opened his eyes; he felt safe when Alex held his hand.

All staff have gathered at the VIP pickup door.

"All the stuff already?"

"Yes, sir."

While waiting, Abel saw Alex, who was avoiding the crowd of staff. It looked like Alex was picking up the phone and talking seriously, even though it wasn't his business, but Abel strongly felt that Airlangga was talking to Alex.

Abel immediately took his cell phone and tried to call Airlangga right away, and sure enough, his number was busy. The operator informed him that Airlangga's number was being called on another call.

"WHAT? WHY WAS THE PLAN CANCELED?"