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Three hours before Fathia headed to the Energy Building.
"You nervous, Fat?" Jess asks, idly playing with her fingers on the dining table. Their breakfast had finished a few hours ago. It was made cheerfully by Fathia, despite the teasing from Jess. However, Fathia received an affectionate peck from Sebastian without shame.
Almost every chance Jess gets, when Sebastian isn't around, she teases Fathia relentlessly. It's her own form of entertainment, especially when the redness on Fathia's cheeks is so apparent. It brings Jess immense satisfaction to mock her, especially since Fathia never gets angry, even if she pouts all day long.
But all the playful words Jess wants to throw at her are held back as she sees her friend fall silent after breakfast. Watching Sebastian, who also gazes worriedly at Fathia as he leaves, Jess understands this deeply. And to be honest, Jess is scared herself.
Really.
She never thought the day would come when everything w
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Everyone gathered in the room where a large oval table stood in the middle. At the near end, next to a whiteboard and other computer devices, sat a man who calmly looked at each member of the Group Azure's board of directors. This included Alef Walker, who sat between two other men on the right side. Iklima and Akmal also took positions not far from the man on the left side.Everyone appeared serious, paying close attention to the report sheets that were the core of today's meeting. Each division had reported their respective parts except for the man. He held the final decision to reach a new agreement, including the changes that would be made and implemented for Group Azure within a specific time frame."I assume everyone has understood the report I provided?" Sebastian's voice broke through the murmurs that had been going on for a few minutes, during which each of them had reached the end of their presentation."What does this mean, Mr. Sebastian?" Hendri, one
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Fathia had experienced loss before. Left without a word of farewell or goodbye. At the very least, she wished someone had warned her about the lurking dangers. Some advice that she would endlessly replay in her mind, so she could endure the challenges of the life she now led. She couldn't deny that these feelings had resurfaced over the past few days.She was afraid of being abandoned again, by whoever it might be. The matter of leaving, especially through death, was a fate that had been written by a higher power. Fathia couldn't avoid it, evade it, or even ask her God to delay what is death.Almost every night, she prayed for the heaviness in her heart to diminish, just a bit. For some reason, she felt as if she might experience death again. Fathia couldn't bear the thought of going through that again. The life she was living now was enough for her.Fathia turned as she felt a gentle pat on her shoulder. Jess was beside her, offering a small reassuring smile. "
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