Hean To Hema
60. Fuck Hean.
HAPPY READING'S...
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Morning time.
Jio had prepared to put on one of Hean's clothes neatly and was carrying a tray of warm milk and some bread to the bed where Hean was still lying.
"Build Yan... You have to work, right?" jio said to make Hean squirm awake.
"What time is it?" hean asked with a typical sound of people waking up. Even his eyes were still gnawing repeatedly adjusting to the sunlight that slowly penetrated his room.
"Six.." replied Jio.
The man was ready and was now wearing his shoes.Sometimes he noticed Hean who started to get up and sit down while rubbing his eyes.
Dizziness in the head is still Hean felt due to drinks last night.
"Drink it let the dizziness disappear." Jio ordered.
Warm milk is really the most effective remedy for those who are feeling dizzy due to liquor.
Hean slowly downed it until half a glass was left.
"Eat the bread as well. I go first yes.." said Jio.
"This morning?" hean asked while enjoying bread with chocolate jam made by Jio.
"Bargan aja...". there is still time for Jio if he waits for Hean to finish with his morning activities.
"No need. I ordered a taxi." declined Jio.
moreover, the bike is also still left at the Night Club and Jio has to take it.
"Related?".
"Hm, I'm first yes." said Jio.
preparing to leave Hean's room until the doorway, his steps again stopped "Oh yes... I borrow this.". showing off the clothes Hean has attached to his body.
"********** too?" hean asked curiously.
"Hahaha... yoi.." replied Jio a little amused.because it's not just Hean's clothes that he wears, including******* his best friend's property.
"But I took a new one, which is still sealed.." he explained.
Jio is also amused if he has to wear the former Hean.
"Gue set off.." cried Jio and disappeared from Hean's sight.
The apartment was quiet again. With a shaky step, Hean went to the bathroom doing her morning routine before leaving for work.
shower to relieve dizziness due to rest of drunkenness last night.
Enough already Hean looks stupid. Enough to lament the dark story of his love.A person who can not commit to one heart alone, can not be taken to a more serious level again.
Enough once Hean wrongly choose.just Agnes who makes it like now.and in the future, Hean is more selective in choosing where his heart back anchored.
Never once did Hean say the word "If only...".
But this time the word came up all of a sudden.
Had he used his heart more, had he been more realistic, Hean might not have been hurt.
karena, hanya untuk kembali bersama Agnes ia telah melukai hati seorang gadis lain.
and now, Hean lost both.
Betrayed and lost Hema in the grasp of his hand.
***
The company looks as usual.busy and visible employees and then tares with various jobs.
In the room of the secretary staff, also more busy. Hema did not even have time to just talk to her side colleagues.
his mind and eyes were only fixed on the computer screen in front of him.
Drrt...
A message came in, but ignored until the break arrived.
Hema was only able to read the message when the others had headed to the Canteen to fill their stomachs.
Who is this from?
Hema was confused because the message was from a new number.
"Later lunchtime, meet me in the room...".
That's the content of the message.Hema frowned confused even though she knew who the sender of the message was.who else if not Hean.
Ck... Change the number again. Inner Hema.
"Look.don't trust a crocodile as much as he does Hema.." talk to himself and put his phone back on the table.
I don't know how many Hean numbers Hema has saved, in fact, they are not the last mobile number of the man. Hean changed his number repeatedly for whatever reason.
"Hema...".
"Yes sir,". Someone's call immediately made Hema rise from her seat.
spontaneously looking towards the source of the voice turned out to be the personal assistant of the CEO who walked towards Hema's desk.
"You were asked by Mr. Hean to meet him." reported the man in glasses.
Ha's? So he seriously asked me to come? Hema guess, Hean's message is just a joke.
but it turned out to be true.his arrival was actually billed at this time.
"Hurry up, while there aren't many employees in here." added the man.
"Well.." replied Hema weakly.
After saying that, Hema walked slylyly towards the door of the CEO's room.hopefully anxious whether what would happen inside there.not what problem, Hema just did not want her heart to waver.
because, the charisma of the CEO really cannot be ignored.
too much hope it hurts, and Hema doesn't want to be like before.
"Excuse me." he said, knocking on the door.
"Come,".
First, Hema poked her head out. A peek before her body went in there.
"Sit down!".
Oh God..wrong again right me. Inner Hema but still obey the wishes of Hean. headed to the sofa that was in the corner of the room and cleared his throat to neutralize his sudden fast-paced heartbeat.
Tap Tap Tap...
hean's footsteps led the man to follow Hema. sitting next to her without the slightest hesitation.
"Don't ignore me Hema...".
"Huh?".
"Can't you just not say ha he ha he when I talk...?". Sewot himself with Hema's response.
"Why change your number again?". Hema diverted the conversation.
because of Hean, I don't know how many numbers Hema has stored under the name Hean. and the man's number changed again.which makes Hema will automatically save it again, right?
unlike her who never changed numbers like Hean did.
"Just delete everything..my number is just that one.." Hean said lightly.
"Where's your phone..". hung up asking Hema to immediately hand over her phone.
"Ngapain?". inquire Hema. not to Hean mess about his phone. because the phone is one of Hema's privacy.
"Here.." said Hean with a tone full of emphasis. makes Hema forced to give up her phone even with pursed lips upset.
Still with Hean busy deleting his numbers first, Hema also occasionally peeked.
"Don't look!". Hean's words eventually distanced the girl.
Ck, what is he. Hema protested inwardly.
"Nih...". after being satisfied to sabotage Hema's phone, Hean returned it.
automatically Hema was curious about what Hean had done since.
And, Hema squinted her eyes at Hean while the man only responded with a triumphant smile.
"Honey.. what the fuck is this.." whine Hema. turns out Hean named his number by the name of "Honey". of course Hema protest.
"Awas only if you change.." threatening Hean sounds sure.he did not want Hema to change the name of the contact earlier.
"But-but,".
"Don't but smell, will I kiss you?".
Of course the threat made Hema increasingly close her mouth tightly.Fear Hean realize his speech earlier.
Haha... Hean smiled triumphantly.It was great to prank Hema.
and he will continue to do more than this.
Hean took back Hema's phone without asking for permission.
"Ck... is very ugly." he said while observing the phone's wallpaper.show the atmosphere of the garden that Hean believes is innate from the phone.
He again acted, wanted to change the wallpaper without asking permission to Hema first.
"Kemari.." he said while taking a square to take pictures together.
"What else?". Hema protests.
I don't know why the man always act. make himself back upset.
"Close.." force Hean.
Hema was forced to sit closer to her face to be seen from a cell phone.
but the position now does not make Hean satisfied, especially with Hema's face that looks pouting.
"Let's smile." she asked again.
Hema smiled at the forced...
Hean took a picture of the two of them.
"Sana.." kicked him out. asked Hema to stay away for a while.
Damnit damnit! hema in the heart. Hean was completely self-absorbed, and very annoying from the past.
"More,". Hean thrust the phone back at its owner.
"What'sthis?".
again and again Hema protested. It turns out that the two photos were used to change the wallpaper on his phone.
"Don't change it!".
"But yan.." whined Hema.
"Thy? wh why? I look good in there." Hean said with a jumawa.
He is handsome, but different from Hema, he looks stupid with that big smile.
embarrassed because his picture was used for wallpaper.
"Just don't replace it." Hean threatened the same as before.
"But-but,".
***
Haha...
