ARROGANT BOSS AND KARYAWATI SABLENG

Eat Together, No?

Nesta's business will be thought of. Piqued. Because the dispenser in the room was damaged, so had to go to the pantry to fill hot water.

"Where, Mang, is the flame of the dispenser?" Viano, who was sitting in his chair, looked at Ujang, who was again talking about the dispenser.

"The cable's saggy, sir, but it's been cleared."

Relieved. "I don't want to, you know, if I have to go to the pantry to get hot water." Lazy to meet Nesta exactly. When, yes, did he resign?

Wrap a finger. "Berez, Sir, Vi. It can be used again."

Viano smiled with satisfaction.

"Mamang, tea, stay first. This is done, Boss Kasep."  Ujang has tidied up his work tools. By the way, he's one of the OB's also in the office. Well, arguably, including the longest-serving employees. Prefer to call Viano 'Kasep' which means handsome, rather than Mr. Viano.

"Thank you, yeah, Mang." Let everyone say Viano is just a workaholic and exhausted man, he is not arrogant. I see, according to Mang Ujang.

Back to work file. Jeez, piling. Make dizzy. Not yet fill chat Raja who keeps thinking.

Someone knocked on the door. Not yet welcome, he's in.

Viano's still busy checking files.

"Tomorrow's out-of-office meeting schedule, same report you asked for." Luci immediately sat down and put his work file on the table, even though Viano was busy himself.

"Died away." Viano spoke without raising his eyes at all.

Leaning on the chair, Lusi folded his hands on his chest. Come on! Viano still acting stiff with him?

A moment! Luci found the tie Viano wore messy.

"What do you do, anyway, wear a gini just don't becus." Lusi's position is quite sensual when justifying Viano's tie.

"Lus!" Viano was willing to dispel, but Luci prevented.

"Diem used to be daunted, I just want to be neat."

Viano doesn't feel good like this. Until someone sees it and misunderstands it, how?

"No need to be really stiff, if it's just the two of us," said Lusi who just finished pairing the tie. "You're the same me, one college first. We've known you for a long time, Vi."

"Know old. But, in the office, just be professional."

Lusi shook his head while clucking his tongue. "I'm not a professional."

"Ah, yes!" Lazy Viano arguing.

Luci crossing legs. "Vi, you need a companion. Although the King is not -"

"Lus!" Viano. "I'm sorry, if it's rude. But please come out first. I've done a lot of work."

Well, that's how Viano is. Always be cold and indifferent when talking about love relationships. Though, Lusi likes it. Since long. The proof, with a bachelor degree graduate the best campus in the world - Harvard University - he was willing to just be a secretary. For the sake of being close to Viano.

Viano, however, is not particularly interested in Lucia. He was too aggressive, causing sexiness so that there was nothing else to make Viano curious. Moreover, the King also disliked him less. Even he called Lusi; the Evil Aunt.

Can't force it, Lusi chose an excuse to come out. Next time, he must succeed, conquer Viano's heart.

Just one minute after Lusi left, Viano's phone shook.

The cheque!

Papa, don't forget lunch!

Today can't lie!

Viano direct incandescent nose. Giddy.

***

Nesta was told to stay late, not to go home until Viano allowed it. Oh, my God, what kind of disaster is this?

Inside Nesta's head was a huge inscription; No! Big No's!

However, once you know there is an overtime bonus money plus-plus the word 'no' immediately turns 'yes'.

By the way, Nesta was told overtime what?

Who says he's overtime. Viano was just trying to make sense, so he could eat with Nesta without getting caught by other employees. He deliberately told Nesta to come home late, so that the new office was deserted he ate with Nesta.

Shame if others know. Especially Ivan. In fact, he's poulted the boss, half-dead as Nesta.

At half-time, finished the magrib prayer, Nesta was told to Viano's room. He thought it would be homelinized. Suuzon was important. Let the heart be ready.

"Sir!" Nesta, who was bowing her head into Viano's room, jolted at her dreamy boss.

"I'm your boss, you can be polite!" Only Nesta would dare to call such a superior.

"Lake in!" Ketus.

"okay!" Just relax Nesta responded.

Come in, Nesta just stand. While Viano, busy with a pile of black boxes on his desk.

"You sit there!" Viano directed Nesta to sit on a chair on the sofa in the room.

Instantly Nesta sat. "What do you want me to do?"

Obviously Viano glared. Nesta's brain is too dirty.

"Try, you ask yourself." Half-dead Viano resists emotions. "About, I'd lust for you?"

"Yeeh, who knows. Diem-diem I'm harboring a taste."

Viano growling. "Nesta, can't you please?"

"Can, sir, can." Nesta nodded quickly. Let Viano not get angry.

Viano does have a taste. Desire to throw his employees to Mars so as not to return to Earth.

Seated, Nesta waited for Viano to tell her what.

The supply box that the King prepared with his sister, Viano brought to the table.

"This is my son and his sister who is ready."

Nesta's just a beard.

"Well, you eat!" Viano handed him a box containing sushi made by the king. "Eat the real thing, I'll record it. My son has proof, you know."

Nesta. It looks good, about there's no poison in it?

"Your face, what's that?" Offended Viano with Nesta's expression.

"Mr, be sensitive. 'Kan, I was just wondering, there's no poison."

"Try one!" firmly Viano.

Without hesitation, Nesta crumpled up a roll of sushi and ate it. Tasty. Honey, it's damp and cold.

"There's poison?" Next to Viano's eyebrows raised.

"Ac!" Nesta pretended to be suffocating, exhausted it convulsing. He, fainted on the spot.

Oh, you wanna play with Viano.

"Hello, Mang Ujang?" He called Ujang. "If you go to my room, please bring a large black plastic bag. You have******* in my room."

Nesta. "Father of the heart, why am I ******!" frangipani.

"Not much behavior!"

Nesta was even grinning. "Showling, sir."

"Eat, sana!" Viano moved, to put the phones in the proper place, so they could be recorded.

Viano ate, Nesta did too. Apparently, he likes the same provisions that the King made.

The question is, does he like it or is he hungry?

Nesta ate voraciously, her mouth until it looked full. Suction again and again. Enjoy, anyway.

"Sir, don't eat?" His mouth full, Nesta pede talking. Until it spills a little bit of its food. Sluttish. Viano tickled look at it.

"You girls, can you keep a little attitude?"

"Can, Sir. Can." Let's not make a fuss, let's say it. Continue eating again. Relax without burden. Yeah iyeah! Just told to eat, get overtime.

Viano, even so stunned to see it. Stunned in the sense of disgust.

"In your mouth, there's leftovers." Viano pointed at the corner of Nesta's lips.

"Where, Sir?" Duh, look for glass not found. Ah, bothered terribly. Usually also if in a romantic story the guy will clean up. "Clean, sir, please." Nesta thrust her face.

Viano throws a tissue. "Smake yourself!"

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