Don't Blame Me

Licking or Flirting?

Floryn cursed herself for following Enrik's request. She did not know, since when her husband became so much aware of the problem of bed. In fact, if he used to be with him, Enrik would only have a relationship as usual.

At the moment, Foryn is sitting behind his desk. It was Friday and he was tired.

"Morning, Mom!" sapa Widuri who is one of the employees of Floryn.

"Morning."

"It's for Mom" he said as he placed a white box on Floryn's desk.

Floryn looks confused. "What's this?" ask Foryn confused.

"That's my brother's sales cake. It just so happened that brother made more, he said to Ms. Floryn," said Widuri with a fluffy smile.

Floryn smile. As you recall, Floryn, the older brother of Widuri had met him when delivering Widuri on his first day officially working. If I don't remember it wrong, about three months ago.

"Send my thanks to your brother. I just found out that he sells cakes ...," said Floren.

"That's a big deal, ma'am. He had joined Master Chef even though it only lasted for a few weeks," explained Widuri with a smile so loose.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered Ambar a few years ago. Same. The joy looks so similar. That's where Foryn was scared. He fears that his kindness will be rewarded with betrayal.

"OKAY. I'll try later. Maybe my son will like it too. Now, you'd better get back to work" explained Floren, who again tried to be serious.

Widuri nodded and left Foryn with her work. The HRD room is located somewhat apart from other division rooms, making its employees more free to pacing without fear of reprimand. Moreover, Floryn is not too concerned about it, as long as their work is always in order on time.

After Widuri left her room, Foryn pulled the box closer. Curiously, he opened the box slightly and peeked at the contents.

It was a pity that Foryn could not see the contents because he was blocked by a piece of paper. Curious, Floryn opened it wider. There was a noisy paper written by someone's hand.

Foryn's forehead is wrinkled. He took the sheet of paper and read the contents.

"What does this writing mean? He's flailing? Isn't it pretty clear that I'm married?" floryn asked on the paper before her. However, there was a slight faint smile on his lips.

The sender of the paper and the cake was Zoel. Brother of Widuri. His age was still far below Floryn's, but the young man continued to try to attract his attention. Especially with 'Hi, Beautiful!' which he just received.

Actually, Floryn never wanted to respond, but for some reason today he felt intrigued to get to know the young man a little further.

If what Foryn was thinking was correct, he would find a row of HP numbers on the back of the paper.

With some hesitation, Foryn flipped the paper over. And sure enough, he found what he expected.

There were many mixed flavors that he felt now. Proud, unbelieving, shy, a little angry, and a few others.

Floryn decides to call Widuri back. He wanted to know what his brother wanted. Whether Widuri also knew about the message in that box or not.

Floryn called Widuri directly from the phone on her desk.

“Try you here for a while. There's something I want to ask,” order Floryn. “You have brought the file of Mr. Jaka's deposit on the table Ilham,” he added.

“OK, fine, Bu.”

The call was ended by Floryn. He leaned his body further back. Since then, Floryn felt her legs hurt a little after what Enrik had done this morning. Raise his legs and stay in that position long enough. His mind went back to that incident ....

Tok to tok.

A knock brought Floren's mind back to reality. “Log.”

The door to Foryn's office opened a little. From there appeared the figure of Widuri with a few stack of maps in his hand.

“Excuse me, Ms..,” said Widuri gave her greetings.

“Yes. Bring it here."

Widuri placed the stack of files on Floryn's desk. Then he stood there waiting for Floryn's next order.

“Sit first.” Floryn's words were an ordinary-sounding order. But all his employees in the office—, especially the employees he underlined directly—understand if the words of Floryn is an order that should not be ignored.

“Iya, Mum.”

Foryn folded his hands in front of his chest. In fact, he didn't even touch the file that Widuri was delivering.

“What's this max?” floryn asked pointing at the box that Widuri had brought with her gaze alone.

“Ma-I mean, Mom? I just brought my brother's hand. I also brought one more box for friends outside ..”, said Widuri with a confused face.

Florin removed the link of his hand in front of the chest and opened the cover of the box. He picked up a piece of paper that was located inside there.

“This?” ask Foryn to make sure.

Widuri's forehead. He received a piece of paper given to him, then read what was written there.

“Hai, Beautiful? This ... tu-written by my brother. I swear, I don't know anything, Mom!” terang Widuri was a little panicked.

“What does your brother want from me? What did he expect? Is he licking or flirting with me? Don't you all know I have a husband? There is no way your brother who used to drive you to the office, did not know it too,” demanded Floryn with various questions.

In front of him, Widuri could only bow down. For a moment, he could only be silent.

“Jawab, Widuri ... or do you want to lose your job?” threaten Floryn. In his heart, he was trying to hold back the laughter. It turns out that intimidating someone feels horrible. But why does he even want to laugh?

“Mu-maybe .. My brother fans the same Mother .. forgive me, Mom!”

Seriate.