Arki sat at his desk in his spacious office, the soft glow of lamplight casting warm shadows across the polished wooden surface. His fingers tapped absently on the smooth ceramic of his coffee cup, the rich aroma of French latte wafting up to meet him. But despite the comforting familiarity of the beverage, Arki's mind was far from at ease.
As he stared into the swirling depths of his latte, his thoughts drifted back to the chance encounter he had had with the clumsy girl on the road. It had been weeks since that fateful day, but the memory still lingered in his mind, like a half-forgotten dream that refused to fade away.
He could still recall the moment vividly—the screech of tires, the jolt of impact, and then, the sight of her standing before him, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she stammered out an apology. In that instant, something had stirred within Arki, a spark of curiosity and intrigue that he couldn't quite explain.
But as quickly as she had appeared, the girl had vanished, leaving Arki with nothing but a fleeting glimpse and a nagging sense of curiosity. He had tried to put the encounter out of his mind, dismissing it as nothing more than a random occurrence in the chaos of everyday life. And yet, try as he might, he couldn't shake the feeling that there was something significant about that chance meeting.
Lost in his thoughts, Arki took a sip of his latte, savoring the rich, velvety flavor as it danced across his tongue. But even the comforting familiarity of his favorite beverage couldn't chase away the lingering sense of unease that gnawed at him from within.
With a sigh, Arki leaned back in his chair, his gaze drifting to the window overlooking the bustling city streets below. The world outside seemed to whirl by in a blur of motion and noise, a stark contrast to the quiet solitude of his office.
As he watched the ebb and flow of life below, Arki couldn't help but wonder about the girl he had encountered on the road. Who was she? What was she like? And most importantly, why couldn't he seem to get her out of his mind?
Lost in his musings, Arki failed to notice the soft knock on his office door, the sound barely registering above the din of his thoughts. It wasn't until the door swung open, revealing his assistant standing in the doorway with a concerned expression, that Arki snapped out of his reverie.
"Mr. Singh-Tan, are you alright?" his assistant asked, her brow furrowed with worry. "You've been sitting here for hours."
Arki blinked, the spell broken as he refocused his attention on the present moment. "I'm fine, thank you," he replied with a reassuring smile, though the unease still lingered in the back of his mind.
As his assistant retreated from the room, Arki turned his attention back to his latte, the swirling patterns in the foam reminding him of the mysteries that still remained unsolved. Though he may not have all the answers, one thing was certain—until he uncovered the truth behind that chance encounter, he wouldn't rest easy.
With a determined nod, Arki set his coffee cup aside and turned his attention back to his work, knowing that the answers he sought were out there, waiting to be discovered. And as he delved back into the intricacies of his business dealings, he couldn't shake the feeling that the clumsy girl from the road held the key to unlocking a mystery that had long eluded him.
Arki's phone buzzed on his desk, interrupting his train of thought. Glancing at the screen, he saw his brother's name flashing across it, accompanied by a burst of excitement that he couldn't ignore. With a wry smile, Arki accepted the call, curious to hear what his brother had to say.
"Hey, bro, what's up?" Arki greeted, his tone casual yet tinged with curiosity.
"Arki, you won't believe it," his brother exclaimed, his voice filled with excitement. "Remember that girl I told you about? The one I've been eyeing for weeks?"
Arki's eyebrows shot up in surprise at the mention of his brother's crush. "Yeah, what about her?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.
"Well, I finally got up the nerve to talk to her, and guess what?" his brother continued, his excitement palpable through the phone. "She actually agreed to go out for a drink with me tonight!"
Arki couldn't help but grin at his brother's enthusiasm, happy to see him finally making progress with his love life. "That's great news, bro," he replied, genuinely pleased for him. "I'm glad to hear things are going well for you."
His brother chuckled, the sound filled with relief and excitement. "Thanks, Arki. I owe it all to you," he admitted, his gratitude evident in his voice. "I never would've had the courage to approach her if you hadn't pushed me to do it."
Arki waved off his brother's thanks, though a small swell of pride warmed his chest at the thought of helping his brother find happiness. "You don't owe me anything, bro," he replied, his tone earnest. "I just want to see you happy."
There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, as if his brother was mulling over his words. When he spoke again, his voice was softer, more introspective. "You know, Arki, I've been thinking," he began, his tone serious. "Maybe it's time for me to settle down, find someone special to share my life with."
Arki couldn't help but smile at his brother's words, touched by the sincerity of his sentiments. "I think that's a great idea, bro," he replied, his voice filled with encouragement. "And if anyone deserves to find happiness, it's you."
His brother chuckled, the sound filled with warmth and affection. "Thanks, Arki," he said, his voice tinged with emotion. "I really appreciate your support."
As they chatted a while longer, Arki couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment settle over him. Despite the complexities and uncertainties of life, he knew that as long as he had his family by his side, everything would be alright. And as he ended the call with his brother, a renewed sense of determination filled his heart, propelling him forward in his quest to uncover the truth behind the mysterious girl from the road. For in her, he sensed the possibility of a connection that could change everything, if only he could find the courage to pursue it.