Emily's soul mate

OVERTIME

The clock showed at four in the afternoon. Faisal had already cleared his desk and was getting ready to go home, while Emily was still struggling with her iMac screen.

"Em, don't you go home?" Faisal asked furrowed both of his brows.

"The work is not finished! The deadline is tomorrow morning" replied Emily, wiping her face several times.

"Can we stack that up? Didn't you take a cicil yesterday?" Faisal asked in wonder. It's not usual for Emily to get into trouble when she's at work. Emily is among the most diligent in this room.

"Boro-boro is nyicil! Galen sir just gave me his job this morning!" Emily's grouse is upset.

"Ckckl! The maho manager seems to make you sprain! What grudges, huh?" Faisal clucked and even joked.

"He's not maho, Sal!" Sergey Emily was quick, before the girl covered her mouth with her hands.

"Know where?" Ask Faisal kepo.

"Yes, you know! Stop saying that Pak Gak Tastes is maho! Or I'll have to blow you later!" Emily replied in an exaggerated tone. Faisal's expression turned stiff and stared at Emily's back.

What's the matter?

"Sore, Mr Galen! Not home yet, sir?" Sapa Faisal slightly grimaced that immediately made Emily turn her head.

Galen was already standing behind Emily's back and putting on a flat face that really made Emily not understand.

Is he angry?

Did he hear Emily say her name to Mr Gak Tastes?

Ow! Ow! Ow!

You fool, Emily!

This pay-out address.

"You're not coming home, Faisal?" Galen asked staring firmly at Faisal who was just grimacing.

"This is just coming home, sir! Good afternoon, Mr Galen!" Pamit Faisal with a contrived polite tone.

Ck!

Hey, that's Emily's friend.

Emily and Galen live in the illustrator's room.

Duh!

Emily's a heart sport like this, huh?

Galen maho, right, huh?

So he can't possibly go to Emily, can he?

Uh, but they're often one car, too.

And Emily is fine!

Did you know that the maho manager who said he wasn't maho wanted to rape Emily in the illustrator's room?

Duh!

Emily mostly watches thriller movies.

"Not finished?" Galen asked who had now pulled the work chair from Irma's desk and brought it near Emily to sit down.

"This is just done, sir! Tomorrow morning I'll give it up! Before eight!" Answer Emily who pretends to be busy with her iMac screen. Even though Emily's mind has been scattered everywhere and her focus evaporates because of the presence of this damn Mr. Galen.

Anyway, Emily why, anyway?

Only in the same deketin Galen aja groinnya extraordinary.

Yesterday also Emily ordinary to Pak Gak Tastes this.

"Don't you go home?" Emily asked trying to melt the awkwardness between herself and Galen whose legs outweighed this dry canoebo.

"Have been dating Sean for a long time?" Galen asked suddenly without answering Emily's question about going home earlier.

Oh, dry Kanebo!

Someone asked, and he asked back.

Not a pebting question is also asked!

Why suddenly bring Sean?

Emily has moved on from Sean!

"Not dating, really! People have only been in office since a long time!" Emily replied in a lazy tone.

Isha!

Just make Emily a badmood!

"Friendly girlfriend, huh?" Galen's tone sounded insinuating.

"Where is! Friend, my friend! You can tell friends and girlfriends apart, right?" Emily nodded her feet to the floor.

Galen still noticed Emily's extremely agile hand moving the mouse to create an illustration streak. From the beginning to see the results of Emily's graffiti, Galen was immediately amazed, because Emily's image always had a characteristic. Even the coustomers also praised the results of Emily's graffiti.

Emily is really talented.

"Room!" Galen said suddenly that immediately made Emily turn her head and look at her superior.

"What?"

Damnit damnit!

Turns out he actually heard Emily call him by the name of Mr. Gak Tastes!

Die you, Emily!

"Hehe. It's not polite, sir! Cook call the boss presumptuous so," said Emily who was still grinning.

"It's not office hours." Galen replied casually.

"But we're still in the office, sir!" Said Emily who could always answer all the sentences that Galen said.

Galen's phone sounded.

"Bring it to the illustrator's room. I'm right here!" galen spoke on the phone with no one.

What was he told to bring here?

Emily chooses to ignore Galen's whereabouts and continues to do her work so that she can return home soon. But now, replace Emily's phone that reads because Satria's father called.

Geez!

Emily forgot to tell her father that she was suddenly overtime this time.

"Hello, Dad!"

"Where are you, Em? I'm in front of your office."

"Emily's still late, Dad! I don't know until what time. Dad just go home first. Later-" Emily looked towards Galen who was looking at her.

Isha!

"I'll call Emily again if I've" Emily's sentence was cut because Galen suddenly grabbed the girl's phone.

You are not polite!

"Sore,Om! I'm Galen!" Galen talks to Satria's father through Emily's cell phone.

Hmh!

I love looking at Dad's face.

What does it mean try?

"Well, Galen! You're overtime too?"

"It just so happens, Om. Emily, let me drive you home. So Om Satria went home first," Galen said in a polite tone that Emily believed was just acting and making up.

"That's it, huh? Well if it's not a hassle. Thank you in advance, Galen!"

"Absolutely no hassle, Om! I'll take Emily to the house later," said Galen once again who of course immediately make an Emily scowl.

Galen's done talking to Satria's father on the phone. The man returned Emily's phone and said nothing.

You dried kanebo!

Emily continues to work on illustrations in her iMac. Trying to ignore the existence of Galen who was just silent like a statue.

Not long after, the office security came to the room carrying a package. It looks like Galen's order.

"Thank you, sir!" Galen friendly.

Security was gone right away after having a little chat with Galen.

Galen took out two drinks from a plastic bag and handed one of them to Emily.

"Sorry, Sir! I don't drink coffee!" Reject Emily quickly after glancing at the glass symbolizing the logo of one of the coffee shops.

"That's not coffee! That's chocolate milk!" Galen answered, leaning his chin toward Emily's glass.

Slightly hesitant, but finally Emily reached for the large glass and checked the contents, then tasted a little.

It's true this milk chocolate with double chocolate like it.

So yummy!

"Nake?" Galen asked before sipping coffee in his glass.

"Enak, Sir! Thank you very much!" Emily was sincere this time.

And Galen only returned with a faint smile. It was a thin smile that did not even reach the eyes.

Is it difficult to smile a little wide, anyway, Mr Gak Tastes?

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Buy milk first

What else to buy tomorrow, huh?

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