I'M (Not) A Spy

11. Remember Me of Dad

"No, Pa. Jihan is here there." Jihan did not obey. A few hours later, just as the woman finished drawing, the sound of an explosion sounded. The lights darkened, a chaotic sound also began to sound.

***Meyyis***

"Jihan! Where are you?" her papa shouted.

Meanwhile, Jihan was already crying in fright in the corner. "Jihan, it's okay, it's just a lights out." The papa hugged her, carried and ran down the stairs because it was impossible to pass the elevator. The fire was already burning. Not a word was said by Jihan. Only fear, which overwhelms him.

Jihan hugged the papa very tightly, while the man became his shield. Without knowing fear, the man who was still relatively young broke through the flames. Until the outside, Jihan didn't know what happened anymore. To be sure, after waking up she was at home. She had to accept the fact afterwards, that the papa died. They buried her. Jihan remembered, many words from people felt sorry for her.

"Miss," Adrian called. Of course, Damian told. Jihan fell asleep on that floor.

"No, sir. No I don't sleep," Jihan shouted making Adrian want to laugh but was held back.

"Sleeping is okay either, but not on the floor." Adrian squatted in front of Jihan.

"I...." Adrian smiled, making Jihan look down embarrassedly. He scratched his head which was actually not itchy. The woman misbehaved. She thought that Adrian was a person of rank who was friendly to her. Of course, she never expected that the man she knew as Damian, whom she met was the owner of this company.

"You can go to bed, because it's also a rest period. But... the first, it should not be more than the time of provision. The second, don't be here. I have a place for you to rest." Hearing Adrian's words, Jihan showed a cheerful face.

"Really? Hmmm... wait, Master what's your name?" asked Jihan. They talked as they walked.

"I'm Adrian, you don't have to call sir, because I'm also an ordinary employee like you," Adrian said.

"Hmmm, all right. But... Master... uh, Adrian... must have an important position, huh? Just use it, a suit." Hearing the words from Jihan, Adrian stopped so that Jihan bumped into him. "Ah, why stop not using the marker light...." Adrian laughed at the babble from Jihan.

"Am I a motorbike or a car using marker lights? I'm just like you. My job as an errand boy." Adrian smiled after saying it. There was a clerk who saw the man smiling, so the clerk gaped. Because, so far, Adrian has always been serious and creepy.

"You saw it just now?" the female clerk in a blue blouse asked.

"Look at what?" asked the other woman, who was wearing a white shirt.

"Mr. Adrian smiled at the office girl." The woman in the white shirt did not believe it, because she did not pay attention.

"Really? In the ten years I worked here, he never smiled." Others justified with a nod.

The darkness and fear that overwhelmed him, traumatized him to this day.