About the Heart

Mak Comblang Inflammation

Day has peeked at the end of Sunday. Friday, the shorter time I felt the longer, even longer than usual. It happened because of the pressure of the feeling that I was feeling deeper and deeper. Pak Aryan's warning did not make Tya deterred but instead became increasingly. His words were getting more and more piercing feelings. Deep and bloody.

The office that I used to think of as second heaven, is now hot as hell. The somplak trio is really over. Tya was inflamed and Anggen could only remain silent. Even he has decided to resign. Mr. Eric did not allow him to work. Therefore, complete already this inconvenience.

Only Mr. Aryan can make me pull a smile. Convince me if this office is still worth my visit. Become a place to anchor hobbies at once salaried. Until when can I survive? I don't know.

There's a trap scenario from Mr. Aryan, so I can solve the problem with Tya. If I blatantly ask, then it must have failed before it was revealed its purpose and purpose. I'll come to be the third person in their dating setting. For my sake, the front apartment brother gave himself up to be alone with a woman he did not like.

My heart thumped faster when I saw in front there, Mr. Aryan was already sitting opposite a Tya Gunawan. The happiness that emanated from the look on the face of the woman who was hating me, I was sure would soon be gone if I came to them.

This is not the right way. But whatever the power, the straight path does not reach his forgiveness. Then the only way is with a cunning. Although the risk is higher, but how else. All steps must be explored so that the invaders immediately scramble.

"Good day, I'm sorry I came to interrupt your lunch!" I said while pulling the two corners of the lips to form a perfect arch. Depress the heartbeat that surrounds the body.

He spontaneously turned towards me. As per the prediction, his expression instantly changed. From happy to fierce like a female tiger. I forced him to keep smiling, ignoring the slurs he would surely throw.

"Yes, let Rosa talk!" pinta Pak Aryan held back the departure of the woman who still harbored feelings for him while holding his arm.

The touch seems very powerful. Tya sat back down even though his face still showed annoyance. I'm confused how to start. Fortunately there was Mr. Aryan who mediated.

"We eat, first!" mr. Aryan's orders, remain soft despite the firm tone.

I saw at the table there were a lot of food for the three-person portion. Apparently Mr. Aryan has prepared everything carefully. Even the food he did not miss. We eat quietly. Nobody makes a sound.

"Why am I the cause of discord, you guys?" search Mr. Aryan after our lunch is over.

Me and Tya both locked their mouths, refusing to speak. Feeling like you didn't start a dispute so I thought this question was Tya's duty to give an answer. But he also seems reluctant to reveal.

"Rosa, tell me!"

Nodding my head, I was ready to start to sort things out. "I'm scapegoated."

"You are indeed a goat" Tya chirped directly to make me hold my breath. This one girl's mouth I didn't think was so spicy.

"Yes, watch your talk!" remember Mr. Aryan while asking me to be patient.

"What do you really want?" growled with his snob.

Mr. Aryan is positioning as a spokesperson to represent us. "I should have asked. Whatdoyouwant? Why are you corrupting Rosa? Our feelings are not in line, there is no connection with it. I don't accept your feelings not because of Rosa but because my race towards you is just as comfortable as a friend. So I ask you, you guys are back as you were. Being a friend who always jokes."

"I'm here to reconcile you. So, don't switch the subject. My feelings for anyone, whether Rosa or any other woman, won't change anything between us."

Tya got up from her seat. "Then, you also have no right to interfere in my affairs with him," said Tya, staring intently at me.

"Then, why am I you bringing in your love affairs that Mr. Aryan refused?" anyway, when Tya was about to walk away.

"You should love her, go after her! Not hate me. Because it will only make the one you love more hate," again I'm greeting Tya very bravely.

Hearing my series of sentences, Tya flipped her body and walked over. With a piercing glare full of vengeance, he again sat himself down. Not looking at me but focusing on the bead of the man she loves.

Mr. Aryan flinching. He remained relaxed with both hands folded on his chest. She looked back at Tya with her gentle gaze. Totally unaffected by the threat the girl was aiming for. "I'm sorry, I can't return your feelings. You can get a better man than me, Tya."

"If I want, you. Only you! You're just one! How, hm?" tya firmly with a smile of his smile. He looked at me and Mr. Aryan took turns. He returned from his position. "If I can't get his love, you don't deserve his attention either."

Tya's last sentence before she actually left made me sculpt. It's not just bullyan but it's already leading to threats. It was beyond reason, that girl was so scary. His love had become a terrible obsession.

"Don't think! I'm sure it's just a talk" advised Mr. Aryan while patting me on the shoulder.

My gaze still leads to where Tya disappeared from view. "How can I get him out of my mind?"

"Tya's saying nothing."

"Should I pretend to forget?" ask me while sipping the drinks that are still a lot left.

"That's a song" said Mr. Aryan in a joking style.

Something that has been heard will of course always be imagined in the memory. There is no term pretend to forget, especially for me who has a high memory and also above average concentration. Trouble is, I will easily think and end up with dizziness that attacks.

"Back the office with me, huh?" bargain Mr. Aryan while checking his smart thing.

"Sorry, Sir. I want to be surrounded by my dear handsome husband" I said, waving to Dion who just happened to come from a distance.

"Well, the address of this baper is the same as you," said Mr. Aryan with a smile. He stood up. I thought I'd welcome Dion, but he chose to go back to the office first.

"Staffet watch Rosa" said Mr. Aryan who made me shake my head.

Dion only returned a smile at Mr. Aryan. Ignoring the man she had just met and choosing to sit next to me. Enjoy lunch together. Feed each other in jokes. Romantic, Rosa same Dion Eat Free. Yes ... because all the food has been paid Mr. Aryan. Ah .. how lucky.