CEO (Finn & Sandra)

Snarecloth

Thirty minutes in the room of CEO Liam Group, waiting for the owner to come. Sandra also spent time observing every corner of the room. Occasionally take notes and draw on the laptop he carries.

So did Benny, starting to think about matching what kind of items were needed for the room. He made doodles in the agenda book. The man will discuss with the boss when in the office later.

Ana and Cira were busy chatting. The two of them were already looking forward to meeting the handsome CEO.

Sandra and her three staff are welcome to wait inside by Roy. Then, the assistant ceo again invited them to sit on a black leather sofa that has a number of seater three-two-one.

Ana, Benny, and Cira sat in a spot that matched their numbers. Sandra sat on the double sofa.

A few minutes later, the door opened. Finn walked in and sat down on the single sofa.

“Sorry, late. There was some little business earlier.” Finn put his hands together to point at the four of them.

“Nothing, Mr. Finn,” said Sandra smiled.

Ana and Cira are fascinated to see the face of the ceo. Saliva almost dripped from their wide gaping lips. Do not forget also the two eyeballs that almost jumped out.

Sandra stared embarrassedly at Ana and Cira's behavior. He called them, but there was no word.

Benny who realized immediately nudged his two friends to focus.

Ana and Cira began to wake up and looked at Sandra who was now glaring at them. Both of them spontaneously grinned while apologizing.

Finn smiled at Sandra with a mimic that he thought was even adorable.

“How are you, Sandra?” ask Finn for a little chat.

“Good news. Thank you.”

“Don't want to ask me back?”

“Oh, sorry. How are you, Mr Finn?” It sucks!

Finn smiles. “The past month has been bad because I was stricken with longing for you. But, today it's been cured.”

The atmosphere instantly became silent and awward.

The ABC trio also gaped at Finn's remarks.

Sandra cleared her throat for the neutralization of awkwardness. “You are quite a humorous person, Mr. Finn.”

“Not have to speak formally with me. Call Finn and I'll call you ‘Sayang’. Ah, I mean ‘Sandra’.” Finn smiled sweetly at the interior designer and then flirted.

Sandra was stunned by the behavior of the ceo to him. He's pretty embarrassed. Finn did it in front of the ABC trio. However, Tristan's younger brother quickly returned his face to normal. “Alright, Finn Elard.” He doesn't want to get dizzy. As long as it can be finished quickly, it is better to follow it.

“I'm glad to see you again. You're always beautiful.”

Sandra was still trying to hide her upset feelings. He brings a smile. “You're the umpteenth person who said that. So, I'm not surprised.”

“Ah, so.”

“Iya.”

“I did not choose one interior designer.”

Huh! What does that have to do with her praising me beautiful by choosing an interior designer. Duh, if you talk to Finn, I say really extra careful. If not, yes, be a gini. Tu guy pinter stringing words. Puyeng. Sandra.

The words that sound ambiguous enough to make Sandra a headache.

Sandra covered it up. Then, reply to straighten the words to have one meaning only. “Sure. Although not as well-known as other designers, but I always serve clients well. The average of them is always satisfied by the results of my work and the company."

Finn nodded. Then, lean the body. He turned his head towards Sandra. Stare fixed and say with a soft voice again raucous, “Ya, give the best for me too. I can't wait to receive your satisfying service.” He emphasized his last words and then glanced back.

Sandra held back furious. Want to reply again, but he knew enough that Finn would definitely re-attach.

Finn's words are almost always double.

The ABC trio cast alternating glances towards Finn and Sandra. Their gawking faces were dedicated to both.

The ABC trio did not expect that the beautiful boss knew the CEO of the hits. In fact, it looks intimate.

“Sorry, we can just start. I ...”

“Me and you. Call so. Don't be too formal by calling ‘me and you'. We're not someone else,” between Finn cutting off Sandra's words.

Sandra gaping. What the fuck, anyway, him? Really bummer! Patience. Hold your fingers to not strangle him, his inner begin to emotion the soul.

But, how else. Despite her annoyance, Sandra remained professional. He just wants the business done quickly. So, must continue to be patient and patient with the words of Finn that he thinks are starting to disgust.

“Good, Finn. Can we consult directly?”

Sandra began to explain the ideas for the room. Then, take his laptop and try to show the temporary plan that was made.

However, not yet turned the laptop towards Finn, the CEO had changed seats. He sat down right next to Sandra.

Noticing Sandra's less than pleasant gaze. Finn gave a reason, “Laptop it will be dizzy if played around. So I gave up on moving. You also become easier to explain, right?”

Huh! Where there is such. This guy is really good at word play. Sandra makes a furious.

If you don't remember Tristan. It felt like Sandra wanted to really strangle the neck of the crowed.

Sandra exhaled a tired breath. "What concept do you want, Finn? I just need to adjust the color, furniture, and slightly change the layout.”

“Warm. I want this room to warm up. Exactly the same with my heart when we meet.” Finn said softly as he looked at Sandra intensely.

Sandra. Seeing the concentrated netra of the ceo. I like your eyes, Finn. Huh! Wait for. I said what just now? Don't be lulled, stupid, inward.

Sandra turned her face. Focusing on the laptop. “Good. We can dominate this room with wood elements. Applying these ornaments to look natural. Wood furniture will also be widely used so that the natural atmosphere, fresh, and of course warm can come out. What say?”

“Oke.”

“Good. We deal.”

“Well, one more Sandra. You see this room is pretty big, don't you?”

Sandra nodded. “Iya.”

“Make a break room.” Then, Finn whispered in Sandra's ear. “Give one king size bed in there. Who knows if we both will need it?” He smiled meaningfully and for the umpteenth time flirted with the interior designer.

Sandra exhaled a heavy breath. He replied in a whisper too. “Backing.”

Finn smiled knot.

“After from here I will draft it soon.” Sandra continued so that the ABC trio were not suspicious of the whispers earlier.

“Thank you.” Finn whispered back. “Find a comfortable and strong mattress so as not to collapse when experiencing great shocks.”

“Fuck,” whispered Sandra reply.

Sandra started to get bored and fed up with all of Finn's words. With the rest of his patience, however, he continued.

Sandra re-explained another layout.

Finn is acting again. He shifted his seat so it stuck to Sandra.

Sandra. Staring at the ceo.

“Continue. I'm listening,” said Finn pretending not to know.

The ABC trio was like a mosquito. They were silent because they didn't quite understand what was going on with Finn and Sandra. They prefer to watch.

“Finn, can be a little polite to me?”

Finn immediately shifted his seat. “Sorry. I'm just excited to hear your sweet voice. Uh, I mean .. the way you explain.” He smiled sweetly and then glanced again for the umpteenth time.

Playboy rancid! sandra Mumbles.

“So sweet!” he cried unconsciously.

Sandra glared towards Cira.

Finn developed a smile, showing off his neat rows of teeth.

Ana and Benny reflexively shut Cira's mouth.

Time keeps going. It doesn't feel like two hours have passed. Finally, Sandra's job was done. A relieved face is visible. He returns home, but his hand is held back by Finn.

“We have lunch first.”

“Sorry, Finn. We need to get back to the office. Still much work.” Sandra took off the handrail.

“Mbak Sandra, we eat first. Laper,” said plain Cira.

Damn it, Ana and Benny nodded. Approving the speech of Cira.

“But ...”

“Ayo, follow all. We had lunch.” Finn cut off Sandra's words and immediately led the ABC trio out of the room.

Sandra gawks at the behavior of the ABC trio who obey Finn, not him. Without asking for approval first even just leave. In fact, it was overjoyed, visible from the excited body gesture.

“Awas later you guys at the office. I give you a mountain of tasks. Bummer!”