I Sold On The First Night
Chapter 28 ~ Request help
Luna leaned over her face on the folds of her hands on the table. Luna was really tired of being in Vano's room, doing nothing. Though his work also piled up on the reception desk, but Vano, as if to tell him not to do anything.
Luna then straightened her body and moved from her place.
"I went back to my job. Than here, I do not do anything," luna lamented.
"No. You stay here" said Vano.
Luna cut her lips. "I'm boseeennn," luna complained again.
"You're bosen. Here, you come with me." Vano got up from his chair and pulled Luna's hand onto a long sofa. Then, Vano sat there and asked Luna to come sit down.
"Ngapain told me to sit down again" said Luna annoyed.
Vano then grabs Luna's head and takes her into her arms.
"LT...! Wanna say you hug me" protested Luna.
"This way you won't be bored anymore."
"Whoa ... Say it mode. Let you hug me," luna murmured, while moving away from Vano's body.
"Who said I was mode. It's already here." Vano pulled Luna again and grabbed her.
"I don't want to" whined Luna, trying to escape from Vano's arms.
"Gst ... Shut up or I'll kiss you" threatened Vano.
Luna snorted and smashed her lips. Forced Luna to let Vano hold her.
"Close your eyes, keep a beautiful shadow" said Vano.
Luna complied, although surprised. What a beautiful shadow.
Vano stroked Luna's back gently.
Over time Luna was lulled with the softness of Vano stroking her back, and finally Luna fell asleep.
Vano gave a small smile seeing that Luna was already asleep. Then Vano raised Luna's head.
"It turns out that you are beautiful when you sleep again" Vano murmured in his heart.
Vano's hand stretched out to touch Luna's facial skin. Brushed Luna's delicate cheeks, then her fingers shifted towards the lips. Vano lowered her head to touch Luna's lips with hers. Kissing her was full of gentleness and hoping that what Vano was doing did not disturb Luna's sleep.
Vano smiled slightly for stealing a kiss from Luna.
Almost thirty minutes Luna fell asleep and during that time Vano kept hugging Luna. And amazingly Vano still held the aching feeling in his hands.
When else would Luna want to be hugged like this.
Bayu comes to Vano's study and does not knock at Bayu's door. Bayu is surprised to see Vano and Luna hugging.
Bayu grunting. Not work, but this is even fun dating, Bayu thought.
"E'hem...." Bayu.
Vano heard Deheman's voice. His position that turned his back to the door, making Vano not know if anyone entered, especially Vano was so attached to look at the peaceful face of Luna in her sleep.
"Not work, even dating," Bayu scolded while pushing Vano's head from behind.
"Whispering. Don't see if Luna's sleeping anymore" said Vano whispering slightly.
"Oh...."
"What's up here?" Ask Vano slowly.
Bayu stood beside the sofa which was sat by Vano and Luna.
"You took lunch, but you were busy looking after Luna."
"Well, you know the answer. There go," drive Vano.
"Yes, I'm leaving. But remember, don't play girls. She's still someone's wife" Bayu reminded her as she passed.
"Yes, I know," Vano murmured.
Luna moved away from Vano's body. He could have fallen asleep in the arms of Vano, his grunts in the heart.
"I want to go back to my place of work" said Luna.
"Well? You are my secretary" Vano replied.
"Secretary fuck. I just sit around, not saying anything." Annoyed Luna.
Vano simply smiled in response to Luna's words.
Kriuk criuk.
Luna's stomach sounds .
Vano smiled more and more broadly hearing Luna's stomach rumbling.
"Hungry?" Ask Vano.
Luna glared. "It's just another one !" Dengus Luna's.
Vano pulled Luna's hand and led her out of her room.
It was fortunate that the atmosphere of the office was quiet, so Luna felt relieved. If it wasn't lunchtime, people would have talked about it.
Upon arrival at the lobby, Vano opens the car door for Luna. Then, Vano immediately went in and sat behind the wheel.
Vano immediately drove forward his car and fused with other vehicles on the road. A few minutes' drive, Vano turned his car into a restaurant not far from the office.
Vano and Luna get out of the car. Unexpectedly, Bayu was also in the same restaurant.
"Eh, that's a Bayu mas," said Luna while pointing at Bayu.
If outside of work, Luna will call Bayu with the designation mas, so will Luna call Pak if in the office.
"It turns out to eat here too" chimpanzee Vano said.
But Vano did not approach Bayu, he took Luna to another table.
"Why not join Bayu?" Said Luna while sitting down.
"No ah! It's good to sit together, without a third person" Vano replied.
Luna rolled her eyeballs. Bayu is a ghost called the third person.
Finished ordering food, from the tail of her eyes, Luna saw a woman coming to Bayu.
Well-favoured. One word Luna gave to the woman.
Waitaminute! The woman is not alone. The girl came with the little boy. Luna wondered who that woman was.
Luna furrowed her brows in wonder, seeing Bayu's unfriendly attitude. Then Luna took Vano's hands very seriously to enjoy her lunch.
"Women who are with Bayu?"
Vano looked over and saw him. "Oh ... She's a former fiancee bang Bayu."
Luna muttered, then Luna continued her lunch.
At a different table. Bayu is very upset with his former fiancee. Though Bayu no longer want to meet him, but the woman continues to approach him on the grounds that she is tired of her husband and wants to confide in him.
"Bay, why the hell are you always insinuating me" said Frida, a former fiancee of Bayu.
Frida looked sad looking at Bayu's face. The man who is still in a special place in his heart.
"That's Frida. I told you, don't see me again. I don't want to misunderstand. It's not you yourself who received Ikbal to be your husband. So stop, don't see me again. Better take care of your son."
"I don't want to. I still want to see you." Frida doesn't care about Bayu's words. He always wanted to meet Bayu.
Bayu sighed. Frida is so stubborn.
Bayu turned his gaze in any direction, and at that very moment Bayu saw Luna and Vano at another table.
Kayu smiled and took an idea. Bayu then sent a message to Vano. Only Vano can help her at the moment, especially the same girl who is with Vano.
