ALDERANDA

Phone Cases and Forgetting

"But Nanda--"
"Sshh! Enough. Enough is enough, Ra. I don't want to hear anything anymore. Now you rest first. I'm going out for a while to see the doctor, while I ask when you can come home."
Nanda came out of Dera's ward with mixed feelings. He sat down in the waiting chair.
"Why Dera? You can't even understand my feelings? I love you. Why do you intend to end everything between us? What should I do for you to stay by my side? Is it that hard for you?" Nanda rambled on to himself.
After Nanda saw a doctor, Dera was finally allowed to go home. Nanda accompanied Dera to the house. Even though Dera insisted on returning to the office, Nanda ignored Dera's wishes. Nanda just wanted that today Dera could rest completely without thinking about work.
Arriving at Dera's house, Nanda explained everything to Dera's parents. After that, Nanda immediately said goodbye and asked Dera to rest.
"Dera, I'll say goodbye. You just have to rest, don't think about anything. Okay?"
Dera nodded slowly.
Nanda drove the car to the office. Even though it was almost night, Nanda was still reluctant to return to his apartment. He chose to continue his work in the office.
Just when he arrived at the office parking lot, Nanda realized that Dera's cellphone was still with him when he reached into his jacket pocket. He remembered that while looking for Dera in the office, Nanda found Dera's cellphone left on the sofa and he put it in his jacket pocket.
"Gosh. Dera must be confused looking for her cellphone now," muttered Nanda.
Nanda intends to return to Dera's house and return Dera's cell phone. However, somehow before that he was moved to check the cell phone because it happened not to have a password .
"Eh, no password . Am I--ahh but this is Dera's privacy right? Erm, but I don't think there's anything wrong." said Nanda.
Nanda starts to get curious about Dera's cell phone. When he checked the contacts section, Nanda was relieved to confirm that Dera had no longer saved Al's number, but he was a bit cringy when he saw that his number was stored in the phone's contacts under the name 'Mr. Nanda - CEO'. Even though on Nanda's cellphone, Dera's number was called 'Mrs. Dera Armandito'. It seems contradictory and it seems that Dera still thinks of Nanda as only her boss, the CEO of the company where she works.
Nanda tried not to mind it. He thought maybe Dera didn't have time to replace it and again nor is it important. Nanda was moved to check the photo gallery on the cell phone. He was so surprised when he saw that several portraits of Dera and Al were still there. Dera hasn't had time to delete it or do you really not want to delete it?
Nanda felt a little claustrophobic because of that.
"Dera.. Why? You can say you hate him. You say you don't care anymore if I do something to Al or his family's company. Then, what is this? The reality is you can't try to forget him yet. Even though you two are clearly over Al already has a new life, so why can't you have a new life with me? Ra, I love you."
He drove his car back to Dera's house.
"Nanda, why come back again?"
"Ehh yes Aunt, I'm sorry I want to return Dera's cellphone. I just realized that it's still with me, Aunt."
"Oh. Erm, Nanda, just give it to Dera. Dera is still in the room."
"Um, yes Auntie."
Nanda was invited to enter Dera's room which happened to be unlocked.
Dera was surprised to see Nanda coming.
"Nanda?"
Nanda smiled and approached Dera. He took a sitting position beside Dera on Dera's bed.
"Nanda you--"
"Honey, you must be confused looking for this, right?" Nanda handed over Dera's cell phone.
"My cell phone, it's in you."
"How are you, honey?"
"Nan.. I'm fine. I'm fine."
For a moment both of them were silent. Then Nanda tried to speak again.
"Ra, uhm, I'm sorry beforehand. To be honest, I checked your cellphone earlier because it didn't have a password ."
"W-what?"
"Sorry Dera, but I don't mean anything. I don't see anything else but contact with your gallery."
Dera was also aware of the contents of her gallery. She immediately got nervous. You can see the look on Nanda's face changed a bit.
"Nan-Nanda.. Regarding the photos in the gallery--"
"Husst!" Nanda put his finger on Dera's lips. "Don't think about anything yet. There's no need to talk about anything. I just want you to rest."
Dera was silent.
"Okay honey, I'll say goodbye right away. It's getting late. I don't want to disturb your rest. If there's anything, just let me know!" Nanda kissed Dera's forehead. "Tomorrow, you don't have to go to the office first, okay? I love you , honey."
Nanda said goodbye from Dera's house. He chose to stay back at the office, decided to work overtime, keeping himself busy with work. Nanda just wanted to divert his mind for a moment from the matter that had disturbed his heart earlier.
Nanda returned to the apartment late at night. Until there, Nanda could not sleep. All that was on his mind was Dera.

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Nanda just got out of his car and walked to enter the entrance of his office in a hurry. This morning, Nanda woke up late. Because he couldn't sleep all night, he overslept.
Just about to reach the door, Nanda collided with a woman.
"Dera, you--"
"Um, sorry."
"Darling, why are you so stubborn anyway? I told you not to go to the office today. You can't just follow me once?"
"Nanda, but I'm okay. I can't keep taking responsibility from my job. I don't like eating blind wages, Nan."
"Hey, it's only one day honey. Would you mind taking a break first? I just--"
"There's no point in you making me your secretary if you just stop me from working. Would it be better for me to resign and--"
"Husstt! Stop ! Okay, you can work today. But remember, I don't want to see you doing anything else."
"I promise, Nanda."
Nanda finally gave up allowing Dera to work today. He is helpless, especially if Dera has brought up the matter of resigning .

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Lunch time arrived. Nanda met Dera in her room.
"Ra, let's have lunch!"
"Nanda, in a moment. It's my responsibility--"
" NO !" Nanda took the file Dera was looking at. "Put it down first! Continue later! You have to join me for lunch now. Do you want to go to the hospital again because of stomach acid rise?"
Dera nodded slowly. She also followed Nanda's orders.
They went to a restaurant for lunch. On the way, Dera managed to make the atmosphere tense again.
"Nanda?"
"Yes. Why, Ra?"
"I want to tell you about--um, that photo in my cellphone gallery--"
"Honey.. I don't want to talk about it."
"But I know what you're thinking after seeing that."
"Dera--"
"Sorry. I'll delete everything immediately."
"I don't need to know that, honey. I'm not even going to ask or discuss about it anymore. It's not important. For me, the most important thing is now, until this moment you are still by my side. And the affairs of your heart, I'm sure, someday it will be wholly mine."
Then what again? Speechless Dera .
Arriving at the restaurant, they ordered several dishes. Once their dishes arrived, they focused on eating their respective dishes without another word.
In between eating, Dera suddenly choked after looking at her cell phone.
"Dera! Gosh, what's wrong with you? Here's a drink first, slowly okay?"
Nanda helped Dera drink.
"Thanks Nan."
"What's wrong with you?"
"No--it's okay Nanda. I--"
Nanda didn't want to ask more questions, he immediately took Dera's cell phone. Once again the cellphone disturbed Nanda's heart, there Nanda saw a post from Al's social media account. There is a photo of Al who is doing all the wedding preparations with Natasya. Apparently that's what made Dera choke earlier. However, why is that? Is Dera really not willing to let go of Al? This time, Nanda again made hot and cold.
"Na--Nanda.. I don't--"
"Dera, is it okay if you're eating, you don't have to open your cellphone first!" said Nanda in a slightly curt tone.
"I'm sorry Nanda."
"Now continue with your meal, after that we will return to the office."
Nanda turned off Dera's cellphone and placed it on the side of the table a little far from Dera.
"Ra, when can you really forget that guy?" thought Nanda as he returned to eating his steak and occasionally looked at the girl in front of him with great hope.