Just Just Marrying

Re-encounter

"Failing once twice doesn't matter, Kya. You only need to be mentally as strong as steel to face the fierce attitude of the president later!" Nisa's chirps cheered Kyara, who now holds a tray of black coffee.

Kyara just smiled in response. Nisa does not know if outside the company even she has to hold her breath when she is with Gerry. Kyara momentarily hung her hands in the air before knocking on the door. Her heart was beating when it had to be reunited with her husband after one week of not seeing each other.

The orders from inside told her to enter made Kyara immediately open the door knob. Kyara's heart beats when her eyes clash with Gerry's. At first glance Kyara could see her husband's surprised expression when he saw her. It is possible that her husband did not know if he was now transferred to the special floor of the president.

"Did you?!" William who saw the presence of his women.

Kying Kyara looked cluttered. Staring at the bule man who was now looking at him with sparkling eyes.

"really. You're right Ara whom I met one week ago!" William was convincing. "Didn't you remember my handsome face again, Ara?"

"Fuck? But my name is not Ara, sir. My name is Kyara." Kyara Correction.

"All right what your name is." William's murmur. "Did you remember me, Ara? Ask again.

Kyara seemed to think for a moment. The memory of a week ago came back to his mind. "Agh, Yes. Mr. Kan—" Kyara's remarks were interrupted due to the harsh deheman from Gerry.

"Aren't your hands sore holding the tray from earlier?!" Cynical Gerry.

Kyara's gaze turned towards Gerry. "I-I'm sorry, sir." Kyara walks over to Gerry's desk and puts the coffee cup and the container there.

"Hish, you are! You're scaring him, Gerry!" Ketus William did not accept.

"Be quiet! Or I'll throw you out that window!" Gerry stared intently at William.

Kyara, who sees the situation as tense, intends to step out of the room. "I'll go out first, sir." Pamphitt.

Kyara seemed nervous with her head bowed waiting for Gerry to comment. His hands were even sweating coldly. Really together with Gerry makes his body stiff.

"Can't you make coffee properly?! It feels really bad!" Gerry stared hard at Kyara. His words were contrary to what was in his heart. Honestly, Kyara's coffee is very fitting on his tongue, even more delicious than Boby's coffee.

William who heard Gerry back corner Kyara finally moved from the sofa he was sitting on. He could not bear to see the frightened face of his future woman. "It can't taste bad. Surely Ara-made coffee is very tasty and fits on the tongue. You're just kidding me! Here, I'll try it!" William said snatching the coffee that was still half left in his container.

"It feels snug and fits on the tongue. Aren't our tastes pretty much the same, Gerry? You did it on purpose, huh?!" William said with an intimidating look at Gery.

"Worshipped? It's not important!" Fierce Gerry. "Get out of my room and make him some new coffee!" Gerry's orders to Kyara.

Kyara nodded her head in response. His body turned around then walked quickly out of the room. Before actually closing the door Kyara slightly heard William say to her.

"Make me a special coffee overgrown with love, Ara!" William's strangulation restrained. William was not aware, if his behavior and speech managed to make someone clenched his hands strong with a face that was already red.

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