Agile

Murderer

- 1991 -

A man is sitting in his office. The air conditioner lowering the room temperature. He leans onto his office chair. Legs crossed. Eyes staring at the white clouds in the atmosphere. A couple of minutes has passed. Still staring. A brand new square shaped table is where his laptop and a white office phone are situated. Complete with all the accessories needed. The old one is not sturdy. When he puts the computer, it breaks into pieces. Need to buy a new one.

"Zarith!" While floating around in his dreams, the door is opened. A man who is about his age comes in. He puts up a smile on his face.

"Hey, Haziq! Don't you know how to knock the door?" The man who he called Haziq sits at a chair facing him. A name frame written 'En. Zarith' is the first thing he saw. He then looks back at Zarith with a proud smile.

"Heh. Zarith, since you became the boss for this company, you rarely go out and hang out with us. Zal already missed you. Well, we know we are noone to you." sighed Haziq.

"Haziq, you know I became the boss not because I want to. Even I am shocked that time. Do you remember how long we have been working here?" Haziq stared at the ceiling. Moving his fingers. Counting.

"About 1 year 3 months?"

"Yeah. Isn't that too early?" asked Zarith.

"It is. But hey, I think I know why. Back then when we are still new, only normal workers. When people come in, we come in. When people go out, we also go out. You're the only one left in the office, working overtime."

Zarith smiled after hearing Haziq's praises. He blushed. "At first, me and Zal didn't really care. We didn't know the boss chose you. I'm really proud to be your friend, Zarith." The whole office is filled with laughter. Zarith stood up, walking to a sofa beside the wall. At the wall is also a picture of him wearing a black coat, holding his tie, smiling.

"I am actually used to the life in the village. Well, there's nothing much there. Day and night working. Planting this, planting that. When I grew up a little, while studying, I work. I have asked for many jobs in this city, but they all rejected it. This is the only place I can get my money to raise myself and my family. That's why I do that, Haziq."

Haziq sat beside Zarith. "That's good. No wonder Jannah likes you!" Both of them laughed.

"You know what Haziq? I am so happy with my life right now. I have millions in my bank account. A big house. An expensive car. Live life to the fullest. Even now Jannah has a crush on me!" said Zarith. Haziq immediately laughed.

Raudhatul Jannah. The most beautiful lady at the office. Also the only daughter to the Ex - CEO of the company. Dato' Samsul Bahri. His engine and automotive company, Engine and Automotive Development Sdn. Bhd. (EAD) is the most successful in Malaysia. It has many franchises. Dato Samsul saw the potential that Zarith has rather than other workers. It's time for him to retire. Enjoy life. Let the younger ones take his place. Hen knows he made the right choice.

"Well, if you know you're like that, then take me out for dinner one day!"

"Haha! No problem!"

The office phone rang. Zarith walks to the table. He sat on his chair and answered the phone. Yes. Nod. Yes. Nod. He hung up.

"What's the matter?" asked Haziq.

"Oh, this is my business at UK. I need to go earlier today. My clothes and things I have already packes yesterday and they're in my car right now. So, I won't go home today. After work, I'll immediately go to KLIA."

"For how long?"

"About 2 weeks, maybe."

Haziq nodded. "Have a safe journey."

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Zarith wrote the last letter on the document. Period. The back of pen is pushed. Then, he opens his drawer and puts his pen in there. He took a deep breath. He combed his hair using his hands. The clock above his door shows it's 5 in the evening. The Boeing 737 will depart to UK at 9 from KLIA. From here to KLIA is quite far, from 45 minutes to 1 hour, depending on the traffic. From there, he'll depart to Heathrow Airport, London.

After packing his things in the office into his briefcase, he takes his car keys in his pocket while going down from the office. He approaches a silver BMW E30 parked at the side of the road. He opened the door. Turned on the engine. Zarith begins his journey.

The traffic was quite congested. Many people already came back from work. Smoke accumulating in the air. Zarith tried to search for a shortcut. It's quite hard but if he can find one, he'll save a lot of valuable time.

Time passed. Kuala Lumpur International Airport is seen. After parking his car, he sits for a while in his car. His eyelids felt heavy. If I can sleep now, it'll be heaven. But he can't waste more time. He needs to get ready. He takes his briefcase containing valuable things. His bag from the boot of the car is also taken. He rechecks his things, making sure everything is there. He'll do a presentation soon. This matter is important. He needs to be ready.

After checking in, he waits at the boarding gate. The clock shows 8.30 in the night, 30 minutes before his flight will arrive. He decided to sleep while waiting for the flight.

What?! 10?!

Zarith woke up shocked that it is already 10 and then flight hasn't arrived yet. There are many people near him also asleep. Little kids are also sleeping on bags as their pillow. He felt sorry for them.

An attendant gave an announcement that the flight had to be cancelled due to technical difficulties. Zarith felt disgraced. Not just him. The others too.

Nothing could be done. He then decided to go home instead of staying at the airport hotel.

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"Aarrghhh-" Zarith covered his mouh while yawning. He took a left turn and there is his house. His house is not that wealthy-looking and big, but atleast it's enough for him and his wife to stay.

Zarith saw his house. A familiar car is parked infront of his house. JAA 1251. Haziq?!

Zarith turned off the car engine and went inside silently. Thank god he has his own house keys. It's true. Haziq's shoe is infront of the door. He went inside. Noone's in the living room. So they must be upstairs. Aisyah and Haziq. His wife and his friend.

Zarith went upstairs silently. He went to his room. Just before he holds the door knob, he heard a voice. An odd voice. He puts his left ear on the door. Yup, that's Haziq.

He twisted the door knob, walking in. A lot of thoughts came into his mind. Will Aisyah cheat on her? Why did Haziq did this? Since when all of this started?

The door is opened. Zarith walks in. His eyes are filled with shock. His feelings can't be put into words. He lets go of his briefcase, letting it fall to the ground. He is more shocked than shocked.