Father to My Daughter

Drama message Chat

A few hours earlier...

When the sun had just risen, Jennie stared at the warm light from a glass wall, in one of the rooms in the hotel where she worked. The sweet smile was brightest, as bright as Arunika on the eastern horizon.

This morning he started with gratitude. A happiness that he could not carve with just a string of beautiful words. The flowers also seemed to bloom in his heart, when he felt the heart again pounding irregularly. Da... All the causes of a heart that begins to fill up again, after years of emptiness are cut.

Tiii... A chat message came in, Jennie opened it.

(My jejen... Where are you? Come to my room, I miss. Signed, the luckiest man in the world.)

"Yes my... And Excel." Jennie chuckles. He had no intention of retaliating, because his work was not finished. After all, running Excel is a waste of time. He continued his work again which was only a little, then brought the trolley out of the already clean room.

In front of room 123.

Jennie gasped, the man was already standing with one hand leaning against the door. Just when he opened the door.

"God...!"

"Do you have a data package?"

"A. Why ask that."

"Why don't my chat messages get answered."

"I'm just busy. I'll reply when I get to the warehouse."

"Qc...! I don't want to. Reply now" he said.

"Bright... Should I reply again, while you're already here?"

"I said reply to my message!" Coercing.

"But?"

"Darling...? You want me to ask you to reply to my chat messages using a loudspeaker?"

"Eh, Ba... Okay..." Jennie relented, and she pulled out her phone. It's also horrified that this crazy man came to the information section only to order him to reply to a chat message. And he believes Excel will do that.

"Reply according to my chat yes." Waiting.

The girl glanced in annoyance, typed something, then I sent it. 'uh I reply, satisfied are you?'

Tiii... Excel rushed out his phone from his suit pocket.

"Gee... Whoa... There's a message, "smile songong.

(I'm in room 123, yes I'm coming. Wait out.).

Excel smiled broadly, then typed something.

(Don't wear it for long, I'll count thirty seconds from now.) Send. He glanced at Jennie who was still silent, had not read her chat message.

"Why shut up, read it."

"Again... I can talk directly."

"Jeen...! I order you to read it."

"But...?"

"It's an order from your superiors...!"

'this crazy man uses his fiber once anyway.' his mind while staring cynically, then read the contents of the chat. For a moment the eyes widened.

"Thirty seconds?" Protest.

"Write it on your chat app. If you want to protest."

"Mas... Me this?"

"Write...!"

"Really yes..." Jennie was getting tired, because to her this was ridiculous. They stood face to face, yet sent each other chat messages.

Typewriter... Typewriter... Typewriter... Send. Excel opens it again.

(Thirty seconds? to return this trolley alone takes a few minutes. Then to your room, I need more time.)

Excel taps his chin, as if he was thinking about something, and then starts typing again. Makes Jennie laugh silly. It is faster to talk directly.

Before long the chat message came back in, making him read it immediately.

(Then just leave your trolley here, and come to my room right now.)

Jennie who felt like protesting again started to open her mouth, to speak.

"Ehhh... Write." Pointing to Jennie's phone.

"It's ridiculous to know...! I don't want to." He chose to put his phone in his pocket, then pushed the trolley away.

"Thirty...!!" Excel exclaimed, making Jennie's footsteps stop. "I count from now on. If you don't follow my will, you're done." Threatens.

Jennie.

"Mas...?" Whining loudly, while stomping one leg.

"Twenty-nine...!"

"I have to work."

"Twenty-eight..."

"Ten minutes yes."

Excel closed both ears. "Twenty-seven..."

"Five minutes."

The gondrong man walked closer and closer to Jenni, with both hands still covering the ears.

"Twenty-six..!" Smiling cynically. "I wait for you in my room, if you don't come? you'll see it later."

"Mass?" Begged.

"Twenty-four are you, hahahaha." The elevator opened and he came in.

"Baaaaahh... I'm going crazy, how's this." Panicked, Jennie bit her fingernails, turned her head left and right. "So two four means now twenty-three. Come on, whoever help me."

Before long Ruby came out of the elevator while whistling. Jennie smiled broadly.

"My helper... Haha..." He pushed the trolley, then brought it closer to Ruby who was carrying another trolley.

"Eh... What is this, mbak?" Baffled.

"You said you wanted futsal shoes yesterday, right?" Ask Jennie. Ruby mangosteen. "Tomorrow, I'll buy it."

"Gee... Whoa... Windfalls. What do you need help with...?" Ruby rubbed her palms together, excited.

"Please take this to the barn, I have to go."

"That's all?"

"Yes..." Jennie patted Ruby on the shoulder, then pressed the button on the elevator quickly.

"Seriously so?"

"Yes..."

"There are shoes."

Open elevator... Jennie came in, and pressed the close button again.

"I didn't promise you his shoes."

"What... Continues to?"

"Just get his shoe... Hahaha bye Ruby thank you." Taaaakkk the elevator door closed, while Ruby's mouth immediately gaped, in disbelief. It was as if a pair of shoes had wings and flew away.

"Sad...! He seems to have contracted Mr. Excel's stingy demeanor. And this?" Ruby was confused by the two trolleys before her. "Damn...!" Scratching his head rough.

***

Soon the elevator opened on the top floor, where he immediately chased Excel who was almost into his room.

"Yyyama...." Small run. Excel turned his head immediately, smiling cynically with his arms crossed at his chest.

Waiting for Jennie to stop in front of him, bored.

"Sus... How many already? I'm not late, am I?"

"What?" Ask Excel, with a stupid look.

"The countdown."

"Stop it. I forgot."

"Cock?" Dumbstruck.

"Yes that. I didn't count that back in the elevator."

"What?" Riled.

"Come in because you've come, maybe you miss me. So I'll let you in."

'this crazy guy huh? It seems I wrongly accepted her.' Jennie's inner growled. "So, what do you want me to do?"

"There's nothing, just want you to come. But since you've come already, you can come back."

"What do you say?"

"Why do you look so disappointed?"

"Who is disappointed?"

"That's your self. Ckckck.... Jejen, you think that's okay?" Impute.

"Not really."

"Just admit it." Smiling cynically.

"Forgetit... Since you told me I could leave after coming, I'll go." Turn direction. But quickly Jennie's hand was reached by him. Pulling her slowly until she fell into an Excel hug, the man wrapped around Jennie's waist.

"Come in..." Declared.

"No way."

"I said come in."

"Kc... You told me to come back, didn't you."

Cupp... The kiss on the forehead landed perfectly, making Jennie surprised. "Now..."

"Hey... Don't?"

Cupp. On cheek. Excel grins.

"Let's... My mother!"

"What, want more? Here..." Excel knocks Jennie's chin. The one who was that fast was also tepis by the girl.

"Please don't mess around, will you?" His words were interrupted when an elevator opened.

Traakkk.... Some files on Miranda's mother's hand that suddenly froze it fell. When looking at Excel and Jennie.

Because Excel's left hand was around Jennie's waist, while her right hand held Jennie's chin again.

"You guys...?" Show them both. Jennie who realized that instantly let go.

"Mom... Ms. Miranda... Sa... I can explain." Jennie was scared.

"Shut up...!" Tell Miranda's mother, make Jennie shut up. The mother of Excel began to move her legs, while Adam squatted a little to clean up the papers scattered on the floor.

"You guys, come in and explain inside." He also went in first leaving a panic in Jennie, but unlike Excel which still seemed relaxed, the two also entered.