I Love You's..... Elder sister

THE 3RD MEETING

Today I was busy with a lot of vip meetings. As usual I have to prepare various needs ranging from the table, consumption to some files that sometimes I have to go back and forth photocopying. Not to mention I have to take care of stock data like paper, tissu, up to the bathroom carbole. Duuh.... Busy but I like it.

Today I also intend to return Kak Nicho's suit I mean Mr. Nicho. I went back and forth to the Manager's room to meet him but Mr. Nicho wasn't around.

When I turned around to return to my room I found Mr. Nicho and Mba Dellis heading to the Manager's room. I was stunned for a moment to see Mba Dellis very close to Mr. Nicho.

Mba Dellis's flirtatious style of speech, her slightly seductive style of dress. V-necked cotton blouse showing cleavage of her breasts. Black skirt span over knee. Her fine straight hair is beautiful. Natural makeup with a touch of salem on her lips. Her eyelashes are flattened even without false eyelashes. I looked at him and was a little jealous. She is beautiful and I admit Mba Dellis is always beside Mr. Nicho because she is his secretary. I realized I was just a speck of dew in the vastness of the ocean.

"Tiara" Mr. Nicho's hand waved before my eyes. I woke up from my daydream.

"Sorry sir, I'd like to return your suit. Sorry I just returned it. Uhmm... just dried up" I said while bowing my head.

I'm afraid Mr. Nicho knows me even though my heart wants to. But not now, I'm not ready.

"Yes gapapa. No need to rush Tiara" Mr. Nicho smiled sweetly at me.

Every time I see her thin lips, my desire to kiss her comes back. The thin lips that I had always imagined how soft it was when it stuck to my lips.

Ahhh.. I thought what the hell !

"Good Sir. Thank you and I'll excuse you"

With my face still down, I walked away from Mr. Nicho and Mba Dellis. I walked towards the elevator to my room on the 3rd floor. The elevator was full because it was late afternoon. It's time for the office employees to go home.

"That's it... Mr. Nicho is very handsome sumpehh!!"

Damn even to the elevator I have to hear whispers about Mr. Nicho. I closed my eyes without knowing who was talking about it.

"She said she was still single. Ahhe... I want dong to be his wife!"

"Lo's son!" answer the other woman.

Mr. Nicho's room is only 2 floors from my room but it feels like the elevator was reluctant to go down. My chest is getting squeezed.

"Enak tuh the Dellis. He can decet-detail the same Mr. Nicho. Especially now Dellis deliberately wear sexy clothes that. Will it work or do not want gebetan?" other women's chimps.

I can't stand the chatter of office colleagues who speak Mr. Nicho... Mr. Nicho. and Mr. Nicho. It's not in the office, it's home. Ga at the stop.

Ouchuhh... Dizzy my nutmeg if the cake keeps gini!!! I shouted in my heart.

I could only go quiet and bite my lower lip. I want to say that Mr. Nicho is my girlfriend but I'm scared. I held back so much that I remained friendly and pretended not to listen while they were busy talking about my brother.

I can do what is being here I only work as a lowly man in this office. I have no power to speak. Even if I'm brave with them I can be kicked out of this office. Then what do I have to do? I am still afraid to go home. I was afraid even though in my heart I missed my father and mother very much.

Ting...

The elevator sounds. I arrived on the 3rd floor. I take it slow. Relieved for a moment.

As usual before I left the office, I had to check the cleanliness and tidiness of the office. I can't leave the office if it's still a mess.

After I felt the condition of the office was in order, the stock data had been sent to Ms. Shinta as well, I immediately packed up to go home.

Ok. Back to home.

Suddenly my phone rang. Number not recognized. I raised my doubts. It's work time, who? The feeling of the office is neat and there is no vip meeting this afternoon? Thought.

"Hallo Tiarakan?" there was a soft voice there. A familiar voice in my ears. Could it?

"I'm Nicho. Go home with ya. I'm in front of this lobby"

It looks like Mr. Nicho is waving at me.

I looked back and there was no one but me. Is true?!

Mr. Nicho cut his phone. And still waving his hand at me.

"Here is.." Her face saw my arrival.

I approached. And ask, "Mr call me?"

"Yes who else. Is there another Tiara in this office?!"

"Ehmm. When I don't have any sir. But I also do not understand. Maybe a new employee" I replied hesitantly.

Mr. Nicho was still looking at me with a hard to interpret look.

I've slightly changed the appearance of my hair since I arrived in this capital.

My straight black hair that I used to rarely lengthen, is now long as waist with bangs see through bangs.

My face is tiny, my nose is sharp, my lips are thick and my eyes are round. Many times my friends gave me the nickname "Barbie". You could say I want to look like an adorable Barbie.

Even though I'm no longer young. But who would believe that I have this adorable face is 25 years old? Satuhal again that must be known, I really idolize Blanckpink Kpop from Korea.

"Sorry sir, can I help you sir?"

At that moment Mr. Nicho gasped.

"Emmm.... I'd like to take you home together. My house is in line with your house. I don't think there's anything wrong with being together?"

"Dwuh... How is it sir? I feel good going home with my boss at the office. I'm a nobody, Dad, and I'm just an office girl. I'm-"

"It's okay to not bother. Come on" Mr. Nicho ignored my refusal and dragged me into his black sports car.

Mr. Nicho dressed me as a sealbelt like Mr. Danniel back then. I'm still sculpting, I can't believe it. My tears were about to drip and I tried to raise my face up to block it.

Mr. Nicho immediately runs his car out. I cast a sideways glance, trying to get rid of all the memories with him. I wanted to look at her so badly but I was afraid these tears were spilling unstoppable. I just chose to close my eyes.

"Tiara, are you tired?" Mr. Nicho started the conversation.

"No sir" I replied shortly.

I want to spoilt, sulk even I want to seduce her. The smell of his body that had filled the car room had drugged me to remember all the good memories with him and I hated the reality of my life. I hate him as my brother.

I closed my eyes again. And I felt Mr. Nicho's hand wiping away the tears that were dripping unbearably on my cheek. The touch of her hand is soft. The aroma of her breath was refreshing and soft-sounding in my ears, whispering softly.

"You remind me of someone I love so much, Tiara"

Deg.