15 Years Adrift

Episode 14: Twice Crash.

After Fani is hidden under the table. Dimas stood in front of the table while clearing his throat, and set his breath that was wheezing in a hurry.

"Come in." Answer Dimas looks stiff.

"It's some of the latest plans for Tower A sir." Mila while handing over the pile of Map.

"But the final part of the draft is not finished, sir. I asked Fani to review the documents, but now she's not on her desk. " Add more, while inwardly, it will be finished if until Dimas asks for the final plan now.

"It's okay, then just have him drive the rest here." Dimas said as he continued to rub his nose, he was nervous that the gossip queen knew Fani was there.

After that Mila moved, but only a few steps he caught something strange, namely two bowls of porridge on the table, in front of the sofa.

"Father ate 2 bowls of porridge?" Mila asked as she looked at the Boss with a narrowed look. She has strong instincts as a gossip queen.

"I purposely split it up, to get cold quick."

Mila simply nodded her head, then continued walking out of there.

Dimas also breathed a sigh of relief, since his breathing was not necessarily direction, because it held back the nervousness. "Fani, come out. Mila's gone."

"huuuff..."

Fani gave a long snort while creeping to sit in his chair Dimas, his body felt weak because from his heart did not stop beating fast.

"Why did I tell Fani to talk anyway..?" said Fani while trying to regulate her breath.

"Can you just say Fani again nganter report or what it is." he added again still with a sigh of sting.

Dimas approached Fani who was still sitting limp. "So you panicked earlier, yes I followed the panic." he explained with a deep look.

Dimas bent his body, so that their position became closer, his hand grabbed Fani's head and tidied the child's messy hair.

Fani instantly widened her round eyes, though,

just trying to rearrange the breath, now Fani felt her body tremble again. His heart was racing like it was about to jump.

Their gazes locked onto each other, the rhythm of the mafas that roared as if delivering a faster thump.

Dimas looked at Fani's face deeply. While without realizing Fani's lips vibrate like a person who is cold. His teeth clashed, causing a subtle sound.

Suddenly...

Chequek...!

Riko came in and caught those who were looking at each other.

Fani and Dimas reflex turned to look at Riko together, then they looked at each other again but this time with eyes that were both panicked. It was as if they had just regained consciousness, over the close position that gave rise to that much meaning.

Fani immediately got up from her sitting.

jduugga.!!

Because in a hurry, Fani's head hit Dimas' lips quite hard.

"shhhh..huuhh." Stingy Dimas while holding his lips, feeling sore and broken, may also bleed.

Fani immediately left there with a face of shame, even he did not pay attention to Dimas who grimaced in pain due to his actions.

While Riko approached Dimas and looked at him with a slurred look.

"ck.ck.ck.ck, can you be a minor."

"hey, don't talk!" Tukas Dimas did not accept, because it was considered so by Riko, he also felt annoyed at Riko because his arrival disrupted the sweet moment earlier, the moment where he really enjoyed the beauty of Fani's face.

"I understand you're lonely, but not her too many times. He's very young and you're old." Ledek Riko again with a faint laugh, his gaze really made Dimas' self-esteem plummet.

"hisssha..! Do you want me to kick it, huh?" Dimas smothered Riko's neck with his elbow, until the song-faced man was in pain.

"sickness..!it hurts..!" Riko flailed Dimas' arm to be released.

Dimas also released his grip from Riko's neck. Then he threw the man's body. "What are you doing here?"

"Our clients from abroad want to meet you in person next week. And he's asking us to bring us an example of the penthouse interior they're going to order." Riko said while submitting his design proposal, with one hand massaging the neck that was almost sprained by the act of Dimas.

Dimas sighed. "ssh. alright, I guess we'll be overtime this week."

"That man..!I should have just twisted his neck." Dimas grinned in annoyance while pointing towards the door.

"Smos don't look at age." Dimas muttered to himself.

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The hour hand showed at 19:00. Dimas was sitting in his parked car, waiting for Fani.

Knowing that Dimas was waiting for him in the car, Fani pretends not to see Dimas and deliberately runs fast so that Dimas does not see him.

🔊Tiinn..

Dimas deliberately pressed his horn slowly, he deliberately gave the code because he thought Fani did not know of its existence.

"whoops..! kok om Dimas looks at me anyway.." Inner Fani, he was forced to turn his body towards Dimas' car.

Fani tightly clenched her hands, trying to neutralize the tense face. His intention was to avoid Dimas, but he was not that smart.

"Have you?" Tanya Dimas made sure Fani to put on the seat belt.

"Udah om." replied Fani while nodding quickly.

Though he has not put his belt on, because of nervousness, his hands are not strong even just to put a seat belt. If he says it's not certain Dimas will pair it, right? That's what Fani avoided.

"We'll stop by the pharmacy for a minute."

"Why? is it sick again?" Fani stared worriedly at the man next to her.

"You're buying ointment for this." Dimas replied while pointing at his lips that were slightly injured because of Fani earlier.

"Sorry, Fani was shocked." Lirih Fani, with a rocking voice, felt to talk to Dimas too he was not strong because he remembered the incident last afternoon.

Dimas nodded while smiling warmly at Fani. "Look, just this little cut."

After buying the ointment, Dimas reentered the car. But he did not immediately drive but wanted to apply the ointment first, because he felt very sore and increasingly twitching.

Dimas tried to stick it on his phone, but it was hard, then he tried to use the rearview mirror in the car, still difficult.

Fani who saw it was just silence, although he was a little bit of a snarl to see Dimas who could not stand still.

"Please Fani, the glass nothing can help." Pinta Dimas lightly handed the ointment to Fani. All mode...

"uh uh? kok Fani?" Suddenly he was astonished.

"I can't stand it, really. Until I can't mmm." He tried to close his lips.

Forcibly, Fani applied the ointment gently to Dimas' lips. There were no aids there, so he stuck his hands out as long as possible, so that their faces would not be close together anymore.

"shhh...." Stirring Dimas when the ointment is rubbed.

"sick..?" Fani lifted her fingers for a moment, then re-applied again.

Dimas instantly felt his heart pounding, as Fani's index finger touched his lips.

Unexpectedly, Dimas gently tucked Fani's index finger. I don't know what Dimas was thinking at the time, to the point that he couldn't control himself.

Fani immediately pulled out her hand, with both eyes wide open. It is sculpted with both hands clenched. Willing to be angry, but like being held back by a sad gaze from Dimas.

"I like you." Said Dimas.

deg.deg..

deg.deg..

deg.deg..

Fani was stunned, he stared while trying to wake himself up.

"I didn't hear wrong.." His inner being with countless heart ripples at his speed.

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