Downloads Mate
Chapter 8

As a freelancer of course I rely heavily on the work agreements of the clients, and Baihaqi is my best client to date. The proof is that he actually did what he said, not until a minute after receiving an email invoice from me, my phone vibrated showing SMS Banking funds coming in. And the nominal I received was not the down payment from my work, the man really paid off the entire value of the invoice.

"work. Workings. Workings. After this leave to invite Mama and Papa to go Umroh use their own money out of work. Bismillah, ease up, O God. I work his intention of worship, ease and bless, aamiin."

I encouraged myself when I turned on the laptop just after entering my study in the apartment. While it was still 8 p.m., I had enough time to finish the initial design to hand over to my handsome client. Grateful Baihaqi immediately approved the sketch I gave, of course after asking a few things that were indeed necessary to continue the initial design.

This nature concept hostel has an open space on the 4th floor, where there is an indoor forest as a work space and also a cafe. This 4th floor becomes a public space, accessible to other than boarding residents. And the most interesting is the rooftop with a garden and also as a special open space for residents. "How many rooms a month, huh? Kepo me," I murmured softly as I opened the initial design that was in the finishing stage..

My phone rang for the umpteenth time since I took a shower and ate earlier, I was so lazy to lift it. This is the deadline, before there is a revision submission from Baihaqi. Because the project in the office where I work also continues to run, it's just that I didn't bring it home. I was paid only from 8am, to 5pm. Except overtime, and there's still a payoff. So, work according to the portion, if it is not paid or there is no comparison, it is better not.

"Who, anyway? Disturb me, "I grumbled as I got up from my seat and walked out of the room I was using as my study, into my bedroom, where my phone was.

Reading the name on the caller screen made a faint smile rise on my slightly thick lips at the bottom. Not that I kiss a lot, yeah, I've been single for a few years. But it must be admitted that I am quite good at kissing and shiny tongue. Haha.

"Hi, Mas Haqi. Why?"

Yep! It turned out that the one who contacted me since then was Baihaqi, my handsome client recommendation from Deden. For this time I have to thank Deden who has given me the opportunity to meet his college friends first. Looks like I'll have to treat it fire chicken, let it be more on fire working on a project we're still working on together.

"You're so busy, huh, Div? I didn't mention it, and I'm sorry, yeah. Because I keep trying to get in touch with you," he said, sounding a little uncomfortable, and it made me follow along feeling uncomfortable for ignoring his call.

"I was cooking again, kept taking a shower, kept eating, and just started my laptop to finish the initial design to send to Mas. What is? It seems like there's something important, until Mas keeps in touch repeatedly."

"Wuaduh, not very good because it turns out I was very disturbing from earlier. Sorry, yes. I have another idea, so contact you. Before I forget, because indeed I have not talked about this project to my secretary, or rather have not made the agenda."

I was just a sign of understanding, even though he couldn't see my expression at the moment. "What idea is that?" ask me curious, because it means there is a good chance I have to change the initial design, different from the sketch I have submitted to the handsome client.

"May I video call you?" tanyanya makes my heart turn upside down, it feels like I want koprol so happy because I can see his handsome face after 3 days ago in the cafe when I first met.

"Please," I replied, tidying up my right-leaning shirt, so that part of my private area was visible.

Jing. Jing. Jing.

Baihaqi's handsome face was plastered for real before me, with a white t-shirt, with her half-wet hair as if she had just finished shampooing. And the most tempting thing was the thin halum hair along his jaw, becoming a special opium for me. His face was like having Arab or Indian ancestry, or rather having Middle Eastern blood.

"New bath?" ask me to mince words, but this is serious only to not look too tense looking at his handsome face.

"Eh, yes. My hair is still wet, just got home from the office stuck. You're so late at night, wearing a lipstick when it's just at home," the man brushed his wet hair with his fingers, and pointed to his own lips when commenting on my red lips.

"So embarrassed, but this isn't a lipstick, Mas. I just use liptin so that his lips are moist and not cracked," I blushed a little, and made me almost forget the main purpose of this call.

"Pretty."

"You're beautiful, and it almost makes me forget the purpose of your phone right now" she said with a smile that once again made me almost over dose so sweet.

"Eh, yes. So Mas Haqi had an idea what?"

"And we already have a work space and cafe, but I had an idea to make office space on the ground floor that can be rented to the public. Our public facilities that provide, such as tables, chairs, meeting rooms, and receptionist we provide."

I pause for a moment to think, trying to digest the concept of office space desired by my client this time. A little bit I have the picture for what this guy wants, he really has a business brain, where it's all about making money. "Okay. I've got the picture, then try Divy sketch first for Mas check and agree, yes."

"No need, you immediately change the initial design. I believe in you, Div."

"Mas sure?" many ensure.

*"*Treatment. You will send an invoice for this design change, yes. I immediately transfer, so that there is no debt with you," he said full of confidence and did not forget to ask for bills from this added work.

"Yes, Divy will be ready."

"What did you cook?" tanyanya opened a casual conversation between us after finishing her job.

"Beat and chickpeas, that's all in the fridge. Has Haqi eaten?"

"Not eating, the plan was to order in the application."

"The plan?" I was surprised, because he just said the word plan and it means he has not done it.

"Yes. Nothing interests my taste, Div. If you eat food, you may taste," he said, which managed to make my cheeks meet red.

It's grim! Yaya combalin handsome client, and please remember to keep professional. It is not ethical to get caught up in feelings when involved in a project. I don't like it and don't want to, even though this guy is quite evocative of my taste. Besides Adit who for a year filled my days, even though we were not in a special relationship.

At the end of the day it was the man who accompanied me to work, or perhaps rather he was watching me work. And once again he made me smile happy, because SMS Banking reappeared not long after I sent him an additional job invoice. In accordance with the precision and instructions from Baihaqi, I immediately revised the ground floor design for the office space. Thankfully I did not have to change a lot of things, just change the size and arrangement of the room that was originally made for 10 units of boarding rooms.

A pop up message appeared on my phone screen at the top, and it made me mutter softly but could not be heard by the client who was currently still displaying his handsome face in front of me.

Aditya R's. Halindra

The number is busy, again on call who, Yes?

Of course I did not reply to the message, because there was no chance to reply to the message while making a video call like now. Just let Adit wait for me for tonight, who told me to disappear for a few days and sulk.