
Ara sighed in front of the elevator. He missed several open elevator doors. He's met Ghia's sister. According to the senior, he did not keep the value of Ara's apprenticeship. From the way Ghia spoke, he seemed to know about Ara and Tristan's relationship.
Even that happened again when Ara reached the door of Tristan's room. There was a heavy feeling in his heart to enter. He just wanted to ask for internship. That's not a difficult thing.
"Ara," said someone behind Ara. The head of the girl looked. It was Jarvis.
"Hi, Jarvis. Long time no see" said Ara with a smile.
"Not too long. It's just getting used to being seen every day, so it feels like a long time not to see you even for a moment." Jarvis said it with a smile.
It might be true that way. I just guess the feeling seems like it.
"Come in. Sir's still out for a while downstairs. He'll be here as soon as I tell." Jarvis opened the door and let Ara in.
"Yes. Thank you." Thank you." Ara nodded in acceptance of Jarvis's welcome.
Tristan had already seen Ara when he got out of the elevator earlier. At first he did not believe that it was Ara. But as Jarvis followed, the girl stopped in front of Tristan's door. Jarvis then understood that it was Ara.
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Ara sat waiting for Tristan to appear with a thump. He could contact the man by phone, but he was too afraid to do so.
The sound of the door opening shocked Ara. Tristan emerging. He looked back.
"It turns out you are."
It's not Tristan, it's Mr. Haga. Ara immediately stood up and bowed in greeting. Antoni appeared next. Ara nodded her regards to him.
"Tristan doesn't exist?" ask him normal. Like meeting Ara is not an oddity. This reduced Ara's awkwardness.
"S-I don't know, sir. Jarvis said, Tristan still has needs downstairs." Ara gave an answer. Even so, meeting Mister Haga still made him nervous. "You didn't meet Jarvis, sir?" ara asked, surprised that Jarvis did not tell her about Tristan who was not in his room.
Mr. Haga passed towards the sofa. He sat down and looked up.
The tense atmosphere ambushed Ara. He did not expect that this afternoon he would be one room with Mr. Haga. Though he established the heart to meet Tristan, but instead met with this old grandfather.
Mr. Haga looked at Ara's hand holding the tip of her blouse. Because Ara's head was down, she didn't know she was being noticed.
Antoni who saw all this, sighed softly.
"Mr Haga is healthy?" asked Ara who had gathered the courage to ask.
"Yes. I am always healthy" said Haga.
"Home people are healthy too?" tanya Ara wanted to look more friendly because they had met in the village. Even met at Ara's house. It's not good to pretend not to know. So Ara added the question, as a form of her polite attitude.
"Who are you asking?" asked Mr. Haga sounded not painstaking. Indeed Ara's question was not specific to whom, she was just making small talk. But it backfired for him.
"That's ... ART grandpa. I forgot her name," said Ara honestly.
"good. Why?" asked Mr. Haga who made Antoni shake his head slowly. He felt that the great master became like a child who was lashing.
"Ah, no. I just remember him again." Ara added a light and slow laugh to curate her tension.
"Do you want to meet him?" asked Mr. Haga with both eyebrows fused together. Ara surprised.
"No. I just asked you for news. Not wanting to see him again. It can't be." Anyway." Ara moved her hand in protesting about it. He smiled awkwardly. Then I feel intimidated.
Of course not. Not if you want to meet, it means you have to go to the house of Mr Haga? Again, Ara was just making small talk. There was no way he would deliberately provoke talk about visiting his house. Ara had no intention of going there at all.
"Why can't it?" asked Mr. Haga to make Ara who had been confused because she was afraid that Mr. Haga misunderstood, mengjap astonished.
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