Fated To Love You's

About Mike

**Icha Pov

I have to hurry otherwise these hot coffees will be cold upon arrival on the 11th floor. It will affect the taste. Coffee is only good to drink when it is still warm.

The entrance is over, it's time to get to the elevator. Hopefully the elevator won't be long. God, so many people are going to take the elevator. This elevator only contains 10 people, I have to include them.

1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9 I count everyone there. Of course I can go in, like 10 people if I go there. Let's run..

On arrival in front of the elevator, the elevator door opened. People were hunting in, including me.

Suddenly the elevator sounded. Indicates excess capacity. I don't think I miscalculated that. But why would no one want to give up?

Yasudah, let me give up.

Eits, before I give up, someone stops me. He's holding my shoulder. So I can't move.

"Rockey... get out of you, don't hear the elevator ring after you get in" he threw it at the man in front of me.

I can't know who the guy who spoke that was. It's too narrow to move. Tidying up the glasses that almost fell I couldn't afford.

"heiii" the owner of the voice greeted me and now he was by my side.

I looked where the voice came from. I nodded my head after answering his greeting. Without asking for it, his hand just touched my glasses. Return it to where it was.

I nodded back and thanked him.

Then he grabbed a coffee basket in one of my hands. Does he want to help me. Oh he's very nice. A very nice guy. In what part does he work in this 15-storey office. I've never seen him here.

He asked my permission by lifting the coffee basket slightly. I nodded my head back. Hiding a smile.

the elevator rang and the door opened. I saw the floor number. Oh, this is the floor where I need to get out of here. He followed me and got out of the elevator.

He handed me the coffee basket. I took it and thanked him.

I gave him a cup of coffee because it helped me. He did not refuse and took it from my hand.

I'm back down. I'll go to the room where my team is. Looks like we both work on the same floor but in different room blocks.

Before I left, he completely stopped my steps. He intercepted me.

I shook my head without not knowing.

"hmm.." his hands without me allowing to pull my son's hair behind his ears.

I was surprised by his sudden attitude. I instantly widened my eyes sign of surprise. He saw my surprised expression. He immediately apologized for his stupidity.

I nodded back.

"are you mute?" he asked her because he had not heard a word come out of my lips.

"no.." I said.

I had to rush to deliver these coffees to my waiting partner. It seems he understands my situation.

"go away. You seem worried, what if at lunch we meet again. Let's have lunch together, let me buy it. I want to get to know you" he said, then left without hearing my consent.

I looked at his back in wonder. Why would he be interested in talking to such an ordinary girl? I rushed into my room, giving my colleagues coffee orders.

"your coffee?" ask Mira wonder.

Amira Wulandari's. He was my friend and co-worker. I met while doing an interview at this firm two years ago. From that moment on we were close and decided to be friendly.

"i gave it to the man on the next block who helped me earlier" I replied, no problem.

"It's my coffee, the morning should be greeted with hot coffee" he said as he thrust his coffee glass at me. I took it and sipped it.

"when can you refuse and say no at the request of these people, look at your desk even full of sticky paper containing her requests and orders" Mira complained to me.

He pulled out one of the sticky papers.

#icha, please send this report to mr. Rudiantara's email (chief lawyer on our team)#

"sending an email should ask Icha for help" Mira grumbled.

I just smiled at Mira.

"you if you need my help, just say it" I told him to comfort him.

"i won't trouble you like those guys" He finished this conversation by dragging his chair back to his computer screen.