
It seems Tristan really is no need. Until late afternoon, the man did not show up at grandfather's house.
"What the hell is Tristan? It's been a long time you've been here. Grandpa was glad that there was a granddaughter-in-law who had tremendous energy and spirit accompanying, but you were already tired." Tired no more. It felt like Ara's body was all crumbled. Wanted now he was lying on the sofa without caring if there was Mr. Haga here. Tired not playing. A lot of money cannot be easily earned. Full of struggle to get it.
"It's okay Grandpa. Ara can go home alone." Ara tried to calm him down. Actually he also wanted to know where Tristan was now. He did not dare call the man just because he wanted to go home.
"Go home by yourself how ... Antoni's gonna drive you, but Tristan should have the responsibility to pick you up. Not living like this."
"The company may have important needs, Mother."
"Grandfather is not sure. You want to go home now, Ara?" ask Grandpa. Ara nodded.
***
Ara slightly wished Tristan a quick return. He wanted a story about harvesting potatoes in Grandpa's garden. But his hopes are dashed. Tristan did not show up. Even this morning he could not meet the man. No message or words.
"OKAY. I won't cook much. That's enough for me." Ara steadied herself to assume Tristan was not coming home. Since Tristan is not around, Ara takes a motorcycle to the office. This invites a lot of questions to all employees. Because Ara is no ordinary person. He's their director's lover.
Damnit. I forgot about this relationship.
With the astonished gazes of the people in the parking area, Ara parked her butut motorbike. If he is usually free to use the bike, this time not.
From their gazes, Ara knew they wanted to ask about his departure with this butut bike. But they did not dare.
"Non Ara!" call Jarvis. Ara. The man approached. Ara's eyeballs look for Tristan's figure, but nil. Jarvis showed up himself. "We got into the elevator together." Ara nodded.
**
"Why did you leave on that bike?" reprimand Jarvis is shocking.
"You should be more careful. How could Tristan's girlfriend be on that bike?"
"That's a butut bike, Jarvis, but it's worth mine." Ara knew Jarvis wanted to say that the bike was blind.
"You don't know what the consequences will be if this news reaches Mr. Haga's ears."
"So that grandpa doesn't know about this news yet?"
"of course. You think I'll just shut up. Tristan must have told me to work harder to finish it." Jarvis looked upset.
"I'm sorry."
"Why did you refuse to pick me up? Didn't Mr Tristan tell you to come and go back between me?" tell Jarvis again.
"I didn't know you were picking me up. Tristan never said anything about this. I was at home waiting for him."
"Mr Tristan .. didn't come home?" jarvis asked, feeling strange.
"Yes. After taking me to visit Mr. Haga's house, he didn't come home. Even this morning he still hasn't shown up at the apartment."
"I think he told me to pick you up because he needed to." Jarvis confusion.
"When I went to Mr. Haga's house, Tristan did say that he had a need, but I didn't know he wasn't coming home."
"You missing him?" jarvis asked as if catching wet.
"It's not like that. I have a new job that is cooking for him, so when my employer who has paid my salary in advance is not there. I'm obviously panicking. Want to cook a lot what not? I'm confused too." Ara explained. Jarvis nodded.