Debt Repayment

Galuh stepped hesitantly into the lobby of the company managed by Wildan. Even when he was at the reception desk, he did not want to ask several times. This time, he sat on the chair hesitantly, observing the servants who were back and forth past him.

Skyscrapers that have rush hour, it was reluctant for him to just say hello. However, he needs proof and a receipt for his efforts this time.

Galuh took out a black business card from behind the back pocket of his black jeans. The black T-shirt he was wearing covered part of the pants pocket, until he had difficulty removing it.

"Good afternoon, ma'am." Galuh was shocked when a security guard approached him. "Can I help you?"

"Hmmm ...." Galuh hesitated to answer the question.

"I've been looking forward to seeing you confused. Let me help you."

Galuh then handed the business card using his right hand with a pitiful face. The officer then received the business card, then frowned. He turned to look at Galuh, then returned to the business card he was holding.

"Do you want to meet Mr. Wilde?"

Galuh nodded, slowly. "Yes. I want to meet him."

"Have you made an appointment before?"

Galuh shook his head. "No, I just came here suddenly."

"Oh, I see." The officer nodded his head. "Actually, if you come looking for Father, must make an appointment first, Ma'am. Ask the receptionist, yes. Connect with Arya."

"Thank you for your help, Sir." Galuh bowed his head at the officer.

He then walked along with the officer to the receptionist. The same was done by the receptionist's beautiful woman. He also seemed surprised by the presence of Galuh, especially with the way Galuh dressed that seemed very relaxed.

"Yes, Mr. Arya. I'll ask him to wait." The woman then hung up the phone and smiled at Galuh. "Mr. Arya asked Mbak to wait first. He'll be right down here."

"Thank you, Yes, ma'am. Am I sitting there?"

"Yes, Please, ma'am. Not for long—"

"Mas Arya!" the receptionist's speech was cut short when Galuh shouted loudly while waving his hand at Arya. The beautiful receptionist was astonished to see Galuh so familiarly called Arya as Mas.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Arya," said the receptionist. "This Is Ma'am—"

"Yes, thank you, Widya. Come on, Miss Galuh, let's go upstairs."

"I waited a long time."

"Why not just call?"

"I don't feel like calling directly. Is that your number, or is it Arya's number?" Galuh returned nyerocos with Arya, while Widya the receptionist and security officer seemed surprised to see the familiarity. They even had time to gawk when Galuh casually mentioned the name Wildan. They whisper quietly about it.

"That's Mr. Wild's number, really. If you want my number, I can give it too." Some of the people who crossed paths with them nodded respectfully at Arya, to which she replied with a friendly smile.

"I'm afraid, Mas ...."

"Scared why?"

"The place is foreign ...."

Arya laughed at Galuh's innocent words. The bright-skinned beautiful girl made the eyes of people passing by her unblink. But she was only a modest girl, with her hair tied in a ponytail revealing her full neck.

"Because I've never been here, anyway."

"It's not like that ...." Galuh paused his speech. "They looked at me like a criminal as soon as I pulled out Mas Wildan's business card. What the hell, are they thinking?"

"They must think like,' Who the hell, here's a girl. Have a business card of the number one person in Cakrabuana Group?'that's how surprised they are. Because Mr. Wildan has never been seen with a woman. The rumors are very clean."

"Oh ... that's it, anyway. It means ... I ...."

"Yes, that's about it. So ... you came to accept Mr. Wildan's offer?" ask Arya as soon as they are in the elevator.

Galuh was surprised by Arya's question. He raised his hand, then shook his head repeatedly. "No ... that's not what I meant."

Arya raised her eyebrows, astonished. "Then, for what came?" he paused his speech. "Or because you miss Mr. Wildan?"

"Hais!" lament Galuh, upset. His face was adorable, making Arya laugh at him. "I want to pay my debt, mom."

"Oh!"Arya replied, with her mouth open. "Transfer is possible."

"I need a receipt."

"Proof of transfer, right, can already be used as a receipt?"

Galuh shook his head disapprovingly. "Can not do without the signature of the recipient."

Arya shakes her head made Galuh. He could not do anything more with the strong intention of Galuh.

"Well then. But ... can wait, right?"

"Waiting? Why?"

"Mr. Westan has scheduled a meeting with several people today. And actually the schedule is very full."

"Oh ... so ... should I wait?"Galuh repeated, holding his stomach.

"You hungry?"

"Huh?" Galuh quickly shook his head while throwing a smile made Arya again hold back laughter.

"Your stomach can't lie"" Arya whispered, making Galuh widen his round eyes. "Later let me prepare lunch delivery, especially for you."

Instantly the smile on Galuh's lips widened, his face lit up with excitement just hearing the offer from Arya. Until the elevator has opened and arrived on the ninth floor, Arya and Galuh are still engaged in casual conversation.

At the end of the room there is a large entrance. Next to it there is a reception desk and opposite the table there is a set of chairs that serve as a waiting room.

"Sit here, yes." Arya beckoned Galuh to occupy one of the seats. There has been waiting for a graceful woman of attractive appearance. Her pretty face dazzled with a khaki blazer suit.

"Hello, Ms. Celline. Still waiting, too?" Arya greeted the woman who turned out to be named Celine.

"Yes, Arya. Still a long time, it seems." The woman then glanced at Galuh who was also watching her. "The Aryan Guest?" The woman smiled kindly at Galuh.

"My father's guest, too. Enter by line without an appointment."Arya answered briefly.

"Wow! Cool!" The woman seemed surprised to hear Arya's answer. "I just found out that MAS Wildan can receive guests without making an appointment beforehand."

"There are important things, anyway, Ms. Celine," Arya replied quickly, not wanting Celine to get the wrong idea.

Wildan's room door opened, looking like he was walking hand in hand with a middle-aged man. Galuh accidentally saw how friendly and friendly Wildan was with his guests. His broad smile was engraved, and the man's dimples were again clearly visible. Galuh was amazed and enjoyed the view.

"Well, we'll talk about it another time. Teirma thanks for the visit, Mr. Broto."Wildan invited a man called Pak Broto to pass from that place. Before long, Celine, who had already realized that she was waiting for him, immediately got up and drew closer to him.

"Mas," said Celine, cordially. Wildan's face instantly turned cold, just like when Galuh first met. "I've been waiting a long time. You said You wanted to talk to me?"

Wildan glanced at the place where Galuh was sitting waiting and did not let go of his gaze. He then turned his attention to Celine who was already standing one step ahead of him.

"Come in"" Wildan said to Celine, giving the woman a chance to walk in front of him. He opened the door for Celine.

There is a sense of rustling in the chest Galuh see Wildan treatment on the woman. The man he thought was arrogant and arrogant turned out to be very good at treating women.

"You're not waiting, Are you?" Suddenly Arya appeared and was standing next to Galuh. The young man had left her in the waiting room to pick up some papers for Wildan. "Why? Mr. Wildan looks different, huh?"

Galuh swallowed bitter-tasting saliva. He answered Arya's question. Something that made him suspect wrong. "Who was that girl, Mom?"

"Her Name Is Celine. He is familiar with Mr. Wildan's mother. And they want to be betrothed" " replied Arya giving emphasis on every word.

"Arranged?"