Fancied Heavy Boss Bull, The Sick Asthma

Chapter 37 The Trap of Mr. Rangka

"Stop, sir, stop!" seruku held the steering wheel driven by Mr. Rangka. Mr. Rangka was surprised and stopped his car on the road.

"What the hell is Sensi, you're making my asthma and hangers crumpled," said Mr. Rangka looking upset.

"It's okay, but I actually have an appointment. So, I'd better stop here" I said.

"Promise? Promise with whom?" Mr. Rangka was surprised, a handsome face that was not inferior to Lee Min Jo was wrinkled to make me melt even more. But this time I can't be weak in front of him. Must be mentally strong to hold back the charm that makes my focus collapse. Mr. Rangka already has a girlfriend who was said to be willing to skip work in order to betray him.

"I'm going down, sir," I said begging.

"Kok came down, said he wanted to see the movie 'waiting to be shot by the Boss' in the cinema?" Mr. Rangka was astonished to see me change my mind.

"No, I'd be more hurt if I saw that movie. After all, I do not want to be caught by your boyfriend and considered as a pecarong, later my self-esteem can be destroyed," I said, intending to open the car door. However, the door was locked by Mr. Rangka.

"Daughter, who said I had a boyfriend? And **pecarong*** that you just said, that's what, how did I just hear?" astonished Mr. Rangka while waiting for an answer from me impatiently.

"***Pecarong*** is a guy's girlfriend grabber. And I don't want to be said pecarong just because it looks like a road with Mr. Rangka," I explained while looking out the window.

"Ohhhhh, that means pecarong, I think pecarong is a garong cat," Pak Rangka replied casually making me even more upset. Upset because Mr. Rangka never sensitive with my heart that likes him. He said he didn't have a girlfriend. If you do not have, you should dare to shoot me who has as much as possible steal his attention.

"Well if you don't want me to watch, I'll take you somewhere. I don't care if my girlfriend gets angry or not if she sees me walking with you. Take it easy, I will treat it," said Mr. Rangka relaxed. I widened my eyes at Mr. Rangka's arbitrary decision.

"After all I have something I want to talk about and ask you, so please do not reject any busy you," said Mr. Rangka indisputable.

"What talk do you want to say? I don't have much time" I said angrily and annoyedly. Strangely enough, given the code so that shooting or hijacking to the pelaminan alone is difficult to ask for forgiveness. I will have a heavy crush on the fragrant and handsome Mr. Rangka. Moreover, thin lips like Lee Min Jo had Mr. Rangka always imagined. Every night before going to bed is always imagined. I want it to feel like I, uppsss .. fearing sin if it continues.

"Let's go first, I have something important to talk about. *By the way*, where do you want to eat? Luxury restaurant or *fast food on the**street*?" tanyanya sok britain. But indeed Mr. Rangka is fluent in English, Korean, German, even Arabic is clever.

"Up to youlah, sir, I'm mah where wae ge so, halal origin wa toyyib," I replied with three languages either true or not tuh.

"You are, yes, good at mixing languages. There is English, Sundanese and Arab. You are smart, I am so *abdi bogoh ka anjeun* deh," said Mr. Rangka made my eyes wide almost out with the contents.

"Why are you glaring, can't you believe that I'm good at talking Sundanese?" Mr. Rangkap asked with a shriveled forehead to make an anxious.

"Not to believe, sir. But what were you talking about, seriously? Do you know what it means or not?" tanyaku seriously.

"If you know what it means, why should I mean it?" I asked back.

"I will command you, so please obey. You say it clearly and full of soul, because I don't understand it very well," he said a little jolt. Uhhh very annoying, the judges mode appears again.

I took a step and took a deep breath before saying the Sundanese meaning that Mr. Rangka said earlier. Dengang full of appreciation and beautiful pretentious I finally began the task ordered by Mr. Rangka.

"Ready, yes, sir. So, that means ***abby bogoh ka*****anjeun** is me... love ....you," I said clearly and compassionately.

"Yes already? Thank you, so all this time you loved me?" said Mr. Rangka while saving back his cellphone that had been held with his left hand. I was embarrassed, like someone who had been caught committing a crime.

"*Kok, Mr Rangka knows that I**love him? Duhh Gustiii gulungan abdi (duhhh***Gusti, please I*)," I whispered in a troubled troubled heart.

"Sen, Sensi, what are you thinking? So it's true that you've loved me all this time?" ask Mr. Rangka surprise.

"I-yes, Sir. Right, that's right, I love you," I said spontaneously.

"Ahahahahahaha, I can already guess that you since the first time you saw me, you already like me," said Mr. Rangka sure, starting with a crisp laugh. It seems Mr. Rangka is happy. I was even confused, when I was just told to interpret the Sundanese language that Mr. Rangka said because he said he did not understand. Mr. Rangka seems to be misunderstanding.

"No, sir, it's not. But I just interpret the Sundanese speech that you said earlier into Indonesian, did you not say that you do not understand?" I deny while holding back the shame because I feel that my true feelings are discovered by Mr. Rangka.

"Don't deny it, I'll say. L am. Have heard the expression of your love for me, even I have captured in this voice recording on my phone," he asserted make me as if frozen blood.

"Whataa? Dad, that's right, that's not what I mean."

"Yes not so, but so," said Mr. Rangka while re-listening to my voice recording earlier.

"Abdi bogoh ka anjeun, I .. love .. to you." The sound of my recording echoed loudly from Mr. Rangka's HP. I became sorry why I was even following the will of Mr. Rangka. In this case, it means Mr. Rangka has trapped me with his orders. Mr. Rangka is outrageous.

"How, is it still unclear? Since you have revealed your true heart, now to celebrate, I will invite you to eat as much as possible. You choose where to eat, it's up to you" said Mr. Rangka without letting me interrupt. Aduhhhhh even so I am accused of having expressed love first if this is the case. Yes it's wet, I finally got what Mr. Rangka said.

"Well sir then, I want to eat at fast food on the street, as much as possible" I chanted with a reddened face. What is clear is that I feel annoyed and cornered by Mr. Rangka's trap.

"All right, girlfriend. I will present the most delicious fast food in this city," he said as he drove Pajiranya to a kumplit roadside tent stall.

Abdi bogoh ka anjeun \= I love you