An Intentional Love Story

#21 Punishment 3

Aliandra pov's.

My stomach feels so good.

I walked very slowly to the elevator because my stomach was so thick that it made it difficult for me to walk.

On the way to the elevator door, I passed Nora,

"Aliandra, where are you taking the plates?" Nora asked in astonishment at the tray containing the dirty dishes in my hand."

"This I was told by Zayn to take him down" I replied in an annoyed tone.

Nora seemed to be holding back a smile, maybe she knew that I was being punished again by her boss.

"Yes, the spirit. I want to go to my desk first" Nora said as she pointed to her desk near Zayn's room.

"Alright, I also want to take this" I replied lazily by lifting a little tray earlier.

Nora left me and I proceeded to walk towards the elevator.

Arriving in front of the elevator door, I pressed the button with the arrow down. But the door is not open.

How can't you?

maybe someone else will use it.

I repeatedly pressed the down arrow button but the result was nil, the door was not open.

"Hey why are you still standing there?" A familiar voice in my ear was heard half-calling from behind me.

"I'm sorry, I was waiting for the elevator, but it didn't open" I explained to Zayn, who told me earlier.

"Why are you so stupid?" one story managed to land on my head which made me grimace in pain.

"Dark. Sick" I rubbed my head that felt hot after being pricked by the heartless man.

"Didn't you see the lights weren't on? that means the elevator is not working" Zayn spoke to me in a lazy tone while pointing at the button next to the elevator door.

Oh, my God, why didn't I realize that.

"Hm.. I didn't notice it earlier" I replied honestly.

Zayn turned his eyeballs around as if to say that I was a fool.

"It's already there through the emergency stairs" Zayn said casually and then left me who was still staring at his words just now.

"Don't say much" Zayn simply replied casually as he waved at me without turning his head to the brink.

Zaaaaay. A man has no heart, always willing to talk.

All right, than get in trouble again

I tried to calm myself down, which was almost frustrating with zayn's everyday demeanor.

I began to walk towards the emergency stairs with shaky steps at the thought of going down the stairs are not a few in number with the condition of the stomach is still great.

I descended the stairs one by one slowly while continuing to curse the man.

When I just went down one floor it felt like kakiki had wanted to break and my stomach also began to hurt next door. How not, I went down the stairs using high heels that are quite high and the condition of the stomach is still very full.

I should be able to and I can.

I can only encourage myself because there is nothing I can do but obey my boss's ridiculous orders.

I took off my high heels and pegged them with one hand, then one hand was still holding the tray that contained the dirty dishes earlier.

After a few minutes down the stairs, I finally arrived at the floor where the canteen was located. My breathing is still irregular but I feel very relieved because I have managed to reach this place.

Finally arrived...

I breathed a sigh of relief while wearing back the high heels that I had opened earlier.

I entered the canteen excitedly and placed the tray on an empty table not far from where I was standing.

I intend to rest for a while here while ordering a cold drink to sweep my throat that feels dry from going down the stairs earlier.

When I was about to order, my phone rang indicating an incoming call. I took my phone and saw who was calling and it was a call from the guy who made me like this.

What else did he call me? Don't tell me he asked me to go back upstairs using the emergency stairs.

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Seriate...

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