I'm Not a Bed Satisfier

I'm Not a Bed Satisfier
The Short Who Stole Hearts.



๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ


"You're great, sir. The investors are interested in our product" Vanish said, to his boss.


Meanwhile, the one praised only smiled faintly. The cute guy, who was always dressed as he wanted, pressed the elevator button.


" Van," The gentleman with the long hairstyle who was always in the original pigtail, called his assistant.


"Yes, sir," replied Vanish. His heart was beating as his boss, looking at him.


"I'm sorry, I haven't had time to buy you a gift" Better regretted, in a flat manner. That guy is not good at talking to women.


"Eh, that's .. don't think about it, sir. No problem, just pray," said Vanish with a cheerful smile as usual. This girl, is indeed a jolly type and talks a lot. Very contrasted with Better who is indifferent, cold and irritable talk.


" Prayer?" Better frowned confusedly. Just this time, someone asked him for a prayer. Meanwhile, he had forgotten the last time he prayed for himself.


"Yes, Sir. Prayers just let me succeed, continue to be a dirty and handsome guy. Hiya ... ." After saying his last sentence, Vanish giggled himself.


๐˜Ž๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ข? ๐˜”๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ข ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ข'๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜”๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต. ๐˜›๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ช, ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ซ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ ๐˜บ๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ.


Vanish, smothering his own mouth. Feeling himself has been presumptuous to talk carelessly to his superiors.


"I'm sorry, sir. Don't take my words seriously just now, "sorry Vanish with an unkind smile.


๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช, ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ข ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ข, ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ข ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ข ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ. ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข ๐˜ช๐˜ข ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ?


"I am not good at praying, even I have forgotten .. when was the last time to pray for myself," explained Better, while pressing the elevator button, because they had arrived on the special floor of the president.


"Truely, then .. Let me pray for you. Hopefully, you always succeed ... healthy .. and soon find true love," said Vanish sincerely, closing his eyes.


"Thank you." Better also pulled the corners of his lips, to form a sickle arch. Then, he gently patted the tip of his tiny assistant's head.


๐˜”๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ? ๐˜—๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ!


Getting such a warm treatment, made Vanish instantly fixated. He could only open his eyes a few times. I hope both cheeks don't change color.


๐˜š๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข, ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ช ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ข ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ช. ๐˜๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ถ.


Better entered the room, while Vanish was in the room next to him. Where the second room is only blocked by transparent clear glass bulkhead.


"Rapika, please leave my room now" Better said through an intercom on his desk.


๐˜›๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช, ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด. ๐˜‘๐˜ข๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ญ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข.


Clamps!


"Excuse me, sir."


"Come in."


"Rapika." call Better, to his secretary. His presence in this company is none other, on the recommendation of Susi.


She is the wife of the number one owner of the company. Susi never forgets the fate of her friends. Those who have talent, will be recommended to work for the company Arjuna.


"Yes, sir," he replied politely.


"Look down, sit down." Better closed his laptop, then looked at Rapika.


Meanwhile, the secretary in front of him looked puzzled.


"Really, Vanish has a birthday today?" ask Better to the point.


"Rubber, sir," replied Rapika straightforwardly, sticking with her distinctive logic.


"You're his best friend, so what does he like?" ask again, with a serious face mimic.


"Yes, Sir. We've been friends for three years. Likeable? If it's more specific?" Although he was confused why his boss asked him this. Until he thought, that something had happened between the two.


"Anything, name it all within five minutes" he said.


"Ehm, in terms of food he likes shrimp as well as lamb. As for entertainment, Vanish loves animation and fiction." Rapika paused her explanation to take a breath for a moment.


"For whatever it is, he likes dark colors very much.Will but, in love he likes loyalty and honesty," for the last sentence, he just joked. Therefore, Rapika had a deep smile afterwards.


The second conversation was witnessed by Vanish in the next room. I can only see without hearing.


What are they saying, what else is being said? How, it seems serious really? Usually, the boss will do anything through me. Tumben really he's talking to Rapika, a long time.


๐˜‹๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ช ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ช ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฌ, ๐˜™๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ฉ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฌ, ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ช ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฉ.


Next day.


The president with the hairstyle gondrong, entered the company lobby with the style of cueknya as usual. As he held something in his hand.


He passed some employees greeting him, while Better only responded with a wave of hands or a nod of the head.


Sometimes giving a pat on the shoulder, a sign of encouraging some male employees in his cubicle.


"The best work is like this, a big salary has a handsome boss and not arrogant." Comments from one of the employees whose cubicle line was just passed by the president.


"The eyes are not sepet, the work becomes clover." Sahutan comments from others, certainly from the karyakwati camp.


"Can aje lu, Zaenab. Bye, work! Work!" the command of one of them reminded his friends.


"Vanish, so he's here yet? Why don't you wait for me in the lobby like you used to?" Better looked at the next room, where the assistant was busy with his files and laptop.


"That's it, just wait for him to come." Better put his ass in the chair. Turn on the laptop checking some company emails.


๐˜๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ. ๐˜š๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜จ๐˜ข, ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ช ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ ๐˜ซ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ข ๐˜ฌ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ข ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜Ž๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช ๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฉ.


Vanish gets out of his office, heading for the pantry. Earlier he passed by Rapika's desk, the beautiful secretary.


"Morning, Ra!" sapana.


"Hi, Van. Morning too!" reply Rapika, with its language dialect that can not be eliminated.


"Gue's going to the pantry first, ye. Don't forget to have lunch together again." Just as Vanish was about to walk Rapika stopped her steps with a call.


"Van! Here you go first!"


" Kenape, huh? I want to make coffee!"


"So you haven't met the boss?" ask the curious Rapika.


"Ye, Belom. Pan die just come, eatye I want to make coffee first."


"Eh, what's wrong, Ra? How, you like to keep something from me?" search Vanish with squeaking eyes.


"You're! It's not that way! I asked can't I?" kilah Rapika, trying to put on an ordinary face.


"Ye, kirain there's nothing!" Vanish has passed. The little girl, always greet other employees first with her cheerful style of speech.


"Hey, Van! Lunch, eat with me?" bring one of the male employees.


"Well, I can't. At lunch, I'll be the same as Rara," she said subtly.


"So, you're eating malem?" the man put on his smile.


"It could be aje, Ger. If malem pan timeunye I sleep, dah ah. Make coffee for the boss!" The man could only scratch his head, staring at Vanish's back which slowly disappeared from the corridor.


"Failed? Try again!" tease his friends behind their cubicles.


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"After, Sir! Here's the coffee." Vanish put down a cup of coffee that was still puffing the hot steam. The aroma is so tickling the nose, provoking the appetite to immediately taste it.


"Thank you, Van." said Better, who was only accepted by his assistant.


"Wait, first." Better stopped Vanish from leaving his office.


"Why, Sir? I just wanted to get some proposal meetings. After that, come here again" Vanish explained.


"That's it, later. I, there's something for you, take it!" Better thrust the light brown paper bag onto the table.


"What is this, sir? Iโ€“ini, for me?" wonder Vanish, tumben once this boss gave a gift. Because it was her birthday yesterday.


"That's a gift from me, sorry if it's too late. I hope you like it" said Better, looking up at the face of Sumringah in front of him.


"It!"


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