Innocence Love's
A Letter
Risa slammed the door of Alan's study very hard as an overflow of her anger.
He felt harassed by his Boss who began to like him, but the liking was lost just like that due to the indecent actions he did to Risa.
His heart was hot, his head, eyes and breath were getting hotter.
"That guy, how dare he!!!" Risa gritted her teeth.
BRAAAKKKK
The sound of hitting Risa's hand on her desk. Everything above his desk was shaking.
"Bad men!!!" His anger continues.
"So, saving me while drowning is a mode?!!" Risa was getting angry.
Risa lowered her gaze, staring at the part of her chest that was touched by Alan.
"What say?! being hers?!" Risa's face was red with anger.
"What do you mean by his words!! Risa got up from her seat.
"He deserves a slap more than that!!"
"Should I slap her again??!!" Risa wanted to go back to Alan's room and slap him again, but she hesitated, and then sat back down.
"Okay, maybe I'll save my energy to slap him again later." The anger subsided a little. Risa suddenly realized and was surprised by her courage to slap the man who had only been her boss for a few days.
"why would I dare slap my boss?" There was a little fear in him.
"No!!! I mustn't falter, he's been behaving inappropriately towards me." Risa's emotions are heating up again.
Risa took out a glass of water, gulped it down a little harshly. Then try to relax. Turn on his computer and try to shift his anger on the job.
While Alan was still fixated on the same position since Risa left him.
Paying attention to each of Risa's movements, reading the intent of each movement. He looks so different from his usual self.
Love can make people go crazy.
Alan began to become aware of his behavior outside his habit.
He turned his body staring at the glass window, pondered for a moment then stepped back to his desk.
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Time shows twelve o'clock in the afternoon, lunch time has arrived.
Risa immediately put her things into the bag.
He didn't want to be in the elevator with Alan.
Risa ran around to the elevator, pressing the down button. When the elevator door opened, he immediately entered and pressed the close button. As the door began to close Risa's heart felt relieved.
Risa relaxed all her stiff muscles, but before the elevator door was completely shut, Alan's fingers popped out from between the elevator doors, stopping the speed of the closed doors.
Risa was shocked, the elevator door opened. Alan's tall and handsome figure as if he had been carved in front of him, both with him in the elevator.
Without a second thought Risa pushed Alan and ran out of the elevator towards the emergency stairs.
Risa kept running down as much as three floors.
Risa gasped, stopped her running and immediately sat down limp.
Still taking a deep breath, his sweat dripped down the floor under his feet.
"Huh? What else am I doing?" Still with breath.
"Why did I push him?" Risa came back agitated, regretting her stupidity.
"Oh...." Risa down. Because of his anger this morning, he continued to do things that were not planned and unexpected.
I don't know what else he'll do when he meets Alan.
"No!!! Of course it's appropriate for him because he's been disrespectful to me." Risa got up from her seat, tidied her wet hair from the sweat, tidied her clothes and walked out of the emergency stair area with anger coming back to her.
The elevator goes down, Alan is silent contemplating the mistake he made this morning to make Risa hate and seem afraid of him.
A failed attempt to find Risa's love even makes Risa hate her.
I can't trust the internet too much.
Alan thought he regretted.
He even dared to push me.
There was a bit of sadness in Alan's heart.
The car drove fast towards the famous cafe owned by Alan which is strategically located directly opposite the west sea. The distance traveled from the company is about eighteen kilometers at a speed of one hundred and twenty kilometers per hour, so the car takes about fifteen minutes to arrive at the Cafe. Enough time for Alan to consult with Mr. Doni about the events this morning with Risa.
"Maha." Mr. Doni's laughter sounded ludicrous hearing Alan's whole story.
"You laugh at me." Alan flat comments.
"I'm sorry sir, I'm really grateful you've told me this." Mr. Doni is happy that Alan trusts him about his love being threatened with failure.
"I need your input, not your laugh, say it now." Urge Alan.
"All right, sir." Replied Mr. Doni still with a smile on his lips.
Mr. Doni fell silent, thinking.
"I think you should write a letter, explain the whole chronology of why you touched his chest. If you need to attach the blog address that is your reference. Write with sincerity." Mr. Doni is not an expert in love affairs, but other than himself, there is no longer anyone Alan can trust to be asked for input.
"A letter?" Ask Alan to make sure.
"Yes sir, a love letter." Answer mr. Doni.
MOTI CAFE
Alan's cafe with transparent walls shows a beautiful view of the open sea, when dusk arrives the connoisseurs of the sea and sky began to fill the cafe, enjoying the afternoon while sipping coffee accompanied by soufle pancake.
Alan has a private workspace at Moti Cafe.
His steps rushed towards the workspace located on the roof of the cafe. The workspace with a whole wall covered with cool wood, equipped with a window measuring seventy centimeters by one hundred and fifty centimeters with views of the sky and sea.
Alan pulled out a piece of paper and a pen.
Think for a moment what he should first explain in his letter.
Dear Clarissa's.
Touch him right in his heart
He will be yours forever
Touch with all love
Make him fly
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Alan fell silent, then tore and rolled the first sheet of his love letter in his grasp and threw it right into the trash.
The second sheet is drawn. Alan began to write.
My darling Risaku
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His second attempt ended up in the trash.
Sheet three.
Sheet to four.
The fifth sheet. It ended up lying undisturbed on the floor.
Alan always uses his mind at work, never knowing how his heart works.
This time he had to work with his heart.
Write sincerely as Mr. Doni said.
The sheet he expected to be the last sheet is drawn. His fingers began to curl beautifully on the white paper, decorating it with loving ink.
Time was like chasing after him, Alan had finished his letter. Put it in a brown envelope.
Alan rushed, running towards the cafe parking lot looking for his favorite driver. Alan had spent three hours just writing a letter.
"It looks like you've finished sir." Mr. Doni immediately opened the car door, closed it back and rushed over.
The car went back fast. Alan impatiently wanted to hand over his letter to Risa.
