"Share Love" 1 Heart 2 Ayesha

Chapter 58

Humairah had been preparing with her work clothes, had just come out of the room wanting to head to the dining table Humairah was made shocked by the sight before her.

"Hi...."

Humairah was stunned, only the first day would go to the office together but why his boss could have breakfast with his father at this time.

"Sir Alif..... I mean Mas Alif why is it here?"

"Didn't you tell me to give your papa permission?"

A question was thrown Alif again to him, making Humairah remember his words yesterday about asking his father's permission to leave together today and so on.

"Honey, come here." continued papa Imran who smiled meaningfully looking at her confused daughter.

Humairah approached, "Papa has said, we already know each other closely. You remember?" papa Imran asked as Humairah had sat beside him.

"Ah yes, sorry I almost forgot. It's just right you guys are this familiar. Please continue your breakfast mas Alif, sorry I'm long ready to understand I'm not used to working so a little confused in appearance."

Alif stared at his father-in-law at a glance, "No problem. I will be faithfully waiting for you," replied Alif smiling with unblinking eyes.

"Ehem." Papa Imran cleared his throat as if to code that they were at the dinner table.

Humairah felt strange made Alif's different attitude suddenly, he only nodded and then allowed his boss to continue his breakfast again.

Alif greets and kisses her in-laws' hands just like Humairah did, Humairah smiled to see that a person like Alif can also be polite to parents when they are familiar but did not make Alif treat his father worthy of peers.

But when he was about to enter the car, Humairah was again surprised. He remembered something.

"Please enter, guaranteed safe," said Alif when opening the car door for Humairah.

"Thank you Alif, I can open it myself."

"I don't like to be denied, let me open the door for you."

"Huh..... All right," replied Humairah who went straight in and sat on the bench next to the wheel.

Silent for quite a while on the way, Alif did not know what to say other than being grateful in their hearts that they could go back together like this.

"Mas Alif I'm sorry if I was wrong, but I think this car I've been riding before."

Alif turned his head, his smile expanding when he thought could Humairah have remembered his car at this time?

"You remember something?"

Humairah turned to him with an amused smile. Alif could not wait for the woman's answer.

"Do you have a friend who's an online taxi driver? Because I had boarded this car as an online taxi some time ago, and that person invited me to meet the name Alif. I think you guys are similar in physical features, just wearing a mask."

Alif was silent, he just remembered about it.

"Sorry Mas Alif did not mean to offend you and liken you to a taxi driver. I'm sorry if I'm wrong, maybe it's just the same."

Humairah so unpleasant to see the man silent as offended.

"really? I just found out that my physical characteristics are really market, do not hesitate I will not be offended anyway what's wrong with being a taxi driver, halal too," replied Alif casually while continuing to drive slowly, while driving, it has even taken almost half an hour even though the distance of papa Imran's house from his office is only about fifteen minutes.

Humairah smiled again. Sometimes he glanced at Alif who was driving.

"Sorry, Alif, don't you think we're too slow? It's been a half hour."

"Yes, I deliberately so that we can linger together like this," replied Alif slowly, slowly.

"What?"

"That's not what I mean, it's my first day working as your secretary, knowing there'll be a lot of things I have to learn and adjust to my ability so you don't get disappointed with my work later," reply Humairah slowly.

"Look, I'm ready to be your mentor even 24 hours later if you need me to teach you I'll be ready."

Humairah looked at Alif awkwardly, Humairah caught another intention implied from the attitude to the words Alif to him seemed to treat him special.

Humairah breathed a sigh of relief when he arrived at their office, although he continued to walk down as many looked at him strangely, though, he thought it was possible that other employees would gossip about him because he could become Alif's secretary in the blink of an eye.

Up in front of the room Alif Humairah said, "Thanks for the ride mas Alif, I'm going to my room now, I need time to learn so don't get tired of reprimanding if I make a mistake later," said Humairah politely.

"We're gonna work in the same room, you're gonna work in my room instead of the usual room Poppy's been in all this time."

"What?"

Alif nodded, Humairah was welcome to enter after he opened the door. Do not want to argue finally Humairah according to it.

Back he was surprised by the layout of the workbench which he believed was his desk starting today. The worktable that adjoins even sting close to Alif's workbench, there is no distance until the table looks stuck.

"Mas Alif?"

"Yes, you're gonna sit down to work next to me, come on!"

"Mas Alif, I just feel this is weird and exaggerated. I know the secretary's room will be separate from the boss, not like this let alone our table clinging, this doesn't make sense. You're the boss and I'm your man, not parallel like this. Sorry, I think this is too much for a secretary" Humairah protested.

"You can't argue, I've arranged this in such a way that you stay close to me so there's no need to talk through the intercom anymore."

"Mas Alif?" lirih Humairah while continuing to look at the work desk.

"I like you Humor, that's the answer."

"What?" Humairah was surprised.

"Yes, even more than that. If you remember something about us," said Alif staring at his wife for quite a while.

"What's? What do you mean about us? Did we know each other before? I'm sorry Alif I have amnesia, so not everyone I remember now."

"Have not thought too much about it, I know you're amnesiac right now, I hope you get well soon and remember something about me. By the time that happens, I think I'm gonna try so hard on you."

Humairah was overwhelmed by confusion, Alif chuckled.

"Come on, let it all go over time. All I know is that you're my secretary from today, working beside me, going to meetings with me and all my work needs being your work too, I'm not playing around with Humairah, I'm not, I've done my forehead visum for the persecution you did yesterday. Don't argue, all for our common good. I don't like you being approached by Arya, be careful she's a playboy in this office."

Humairah.

"Let's sit down, I teach you a lot about your work from now on. Don't forget I like you, Humairah, so I hope you'll be in a hurry when you're near me. I think it's a good start to our past."

Sure enough, Humairah felt hot on her cheeks. Why did Alif say as if there was a point, he even continued to beat from home earlier. He kept trying to remember if they had a relationship until Alif could talk like that.

"Hey, want to keep standing?"

Humairah realized, he immediately followed Alif to sit in his chair. Alif looked close to their seats so they could start a lesson about the current secretary's work, very close but Humairah did not try to avoid even though he was not used to talking that close to a man before.

Humairah watched Alif talk, all the directions about his new job. The thin smile he hid, Alif really had charm in his eyes when he spoke, long enough he looked, indeed the face looked familiar, making Humairah more curious about what Alif said earlier. Trying to remember but no sign of the man had appeared in his memory.

"You understand it up here?" ask Alif.

"Yet," replied Humairah shaking innocently with an unbroken look. Netra they met, looking at each other for quite a long time.

"I like your gaze" muttered Alif slowly but surely Humairah could hear.

"Yes, your gaze is not foreign either. If we had a relationship in the past, can you be honest with me what that relationship is?"