Look at me, Mela!
Chapter 20: Mela's Feelings
"Mela, why don't you ever wear a big sister's gift?" ask Darsen wonder.
"If I wear the gift of my sister, I'll be angry if it breaks a little."
Darsen snorted in annoyance, he threw the last paper he squeezed towards Mela. Mela reflex closed her eyes and opened her eyes a few seconds later but the lightning-fast Darsen was already in front of her.
Mela was very surprised and immediately retreated but due to not being careful she almost fell down. Darsen immediately held Mela's back and there was a romantic scene like in the movies. Mela looked at the older brother who was also looking at her, they looked at her for quite a while even Mela's eyes as if hypnotized by Darsen's good looks.
"Tumpaseahe, yumnes sodahe, tumene da janeja, tapene sodahe... Asyeek .." said Pras singing the Indian song at the sight of their scene.
Darsen immediately took off and made Mela almost fall again but she immediately pulled Mela's hand so as not to fall.
"Kajol's martyrdom really makes me jealous. You are showing off your affection in front of this single widower" Pras said, winking one eye at the boss.
Darsen cleared his throat, he took off Mela's hand and returned to his seat. Of course he was misbehaved even as he was about to take the ballpoint pen instead of taking the permanent marker for signature. Pras chuckled at the boss, he approached him and exchanged the marker for a ballpoint pen.
When looking at Darsen's head, Praz saw one shiny hair that was gray.
"Boss, wait! Don'tdon't move! There is gray hair, let me pull it out," Pras said, making Darsen very embarrassed in front of Mela.
"Ah ... here it is, who is the boss thinking about what until there is gray hair?" continue Pras.
Mela just glanced while picking up all the paper trash her brother did. But Darsen of course embarrassed if he looks old because he has gray hair even though only 1.
Darsen stared intently at Pras, Pras gave a small smile, he had no intention of humiliating the boss in front of the people in his tribe.
Quickly, Pras pulled Mela to stand in front of Darsen. Darsen was astonished by the behavior of his assistant.
"Mela, answer honestly! What boss's face? Old or young?" pras asked Mela.
Darsen punched the assistant but Pras still wanted to hear a reply from Mela.
"Kak Darsen looks like Kak Pras' age" Mela said shyly when looked at seriously by Darsen.
"Mela, don't be afraid of the Boss! An honest answer! Handsome boss 'was it?" ask Pras again.
Mela nodded but she immediately lowered her head as Darsen looked at her sharply. Pras patted Darsen on the shoulder but Darsen patted him.
"Have got the boss green light, just trobos," Pras said.
Mela does not understand what Pras's words mean. Green light? Not wanting to think about it, he works again but Pras instead invites him to eat the cimol he bought on the side of the road.
Pras and Mela sat next to each other, they ate together regardless of the boss staring at them.
"Mel, when you plug this cimol with a lidi just think it's striking the fierce Boss' eyes. Remove your frustration!" whisik Pras's.
Mela smiled slightly hearing Pras' words. Pras figure is his dream, Pras is a humorous person and can make him laugh.
"See this! Just think of it as striking the Boss' eyes!" pras said while striking his cimol using a lidi and he put it in his mouth.
"Kak Pras could have," Mela replied with a small laugh.
Plyaaa ...
Darsen hit Pras' back strongly, angering Pras. He threatens to uncover Darsen's secret in front of Mela.
"Mel, actually the Boss ..."
Darsen immediately cupped Pras' cheek and stared at his eyes intensely. If other people saw then it was as if something was strange. Darsen said quietly, he threatened with a virtual highlight that was not playing games.
"Once again if you talk a lot, then I'll flash your two cimols with that lidi" Darsen threatened.
"Where's the pimol, boss?"
"But it's not a cimol, boss. But persimmon fruit," said Pras makes Darsen lose his patience.
Mela who heard their conversation looked confused. He who was still innocent thought hard then ventured to ask.
"Indeed Kak Pras pocketing cimol and persimmon fruit? I want the persimmon dong," said Mela.
Pras laughed out loud and Darsen immediately took his hand off Pras somplak's cheek. He looked at Mela sharply. Did Mela pull that off?
"Group ... Ask the boss! Got him ripe," said Pras who laughed while letting out tears.
CETHOOOK ...
Darsen flicked Mela's ears until they turned red. He also hired her because the sister was so outrageous innocently.
"Sick, Brother," whined Mela.
Mela looked down in fear as Darsen looked at her sharply.
"It's out there!" darsen told Mela to get out of her room.
Holding his red ear, he came out. Darsen rubbed his face rough and looked at Pras who was still laughing.
"Basic crazy!" mummy Darsen.
He threw himself on the sofa while Pras sat opposite him and wiped away the tears that came from laughing fatigue.
"Your sister is too innocent, boss. I can't imagine if Boss married her and became an instructor on the first night, hahaha ..."
"Huh .. You know? Yesterday when I just kissed him he was acting normal" said Darsen.
Pras looked at the boss intently, he did not expect that Darsen had dared to kiss Mela. It was unexpected.
Darsen let out a long sigh, when will Mela realize that she likes him so much? Will Mela accept it?
**
Mela was chatting with the staff who were now close to her. They were all very friendly to Mela and moreover the boy was extremely beautiful. Many like him but Mela does not want to bully him.
Mela glanced at the passing Pras, she immediately followed him and wanted to give something to him.
"Kak Pras?" ask Mela.
"Eh, what's up, Mel? I'm in a hurry" Pras replied.
Mela confidently pulled Pras hand to a deserted place. Pras still looked at the much younger girl who was giving something to him.
Darsen who accidentally passed by immediately hid, he looked from afar at their movements.
"This is for Kak Pras" said Mela, handing over a jacket bearing the name of Prasatya Alex.
Pras accepted it, he watched carefully. He's still confused.
"Before I got married because I was in a match and did not know when, I want to tell Kak Pras if I like older brother. I really idolize my sister" explained Mela.
Darsen, who heard it, was hurt. It turned out that his rival was his own assistant.
"What do you mean, Mela? Don't make jokes!" pras replied.
"No, Brother. I like brother. Forgive me for expressing this feeling and impressing cheaply in front of Kak Pras."
