Love Aksara

08. Father's Advice

Heh. Ressa tapped her head with her index finger. He had actually entered Tian's trap just now.

Argh. Why Tian must be the boss again of so many entrepreneurs in this earth earth.

Ressa finished her work, so she'll think about her next fate. He acted normally when he entered the Tian room. Trying to work with professionals, although his heart is very eager to curse the boss cassanova.

"Again dizzy, you're not as cheerful as usual. What's the new boss fierce?" Agam asked as they had lunch together in the cafeteria.

"But I don't think so, I'm just ordinary. Firm but not too fierce," he continued. Looking for the cause of Ressa's gloom.

"Maybe the boss doesn't like me." Ressa answered the curiosity of Agam and the others.

Zeni laughed, "good. Where maybe the handsome boss likes you the same. We change positions, you become secretary to Mr. Director, let me be secretary to Mr. President." He said with confidence.

"Good advice, try to take care of the personnel section. I'm so grateful that I could."

Ressa smiled she had a great idea. Zeni could be used as a tool to get away from Tian.

"Lo thinks it's that easy, no. no.. no..." Amel responded while shaking his head.

"They think this soap opera can be as good as dewe," Budi followed up commenting.

"Yes can, especially if the Boss himself asks, right." Zeni smiled obliquely.

"Gue support lo Zen, the spirit to make Mr. Boss." Ressa patted Zeni's shoulder gleefully, though there was a sense in her heart that was slightly pinched.

After work, Ressa returned to the apartment. This morning I brought a few clothes. He needs to calm down and clear his mind.

Finish bathing Ressa lay the body on the mattress. Just wanted to close his eyes, his phone rang. His father sent a message to get him home.

I don't want Ressa to come home. So adults are complicated. Wants to get married but there is no candidate. Exist, not as desired. The parents kept pressing. Huh.

Until Ressa's house goes straight into the room. His mind is really tired. In addition to the mother who always disrupted the work system of his brain, now Tian also influenced his mind.

"A lot of work in the office?" Amrin sat on the side of the bed giving a swab at Ressa's head. It was obvious a tired look was plastered on his daughter's face.

"Yes, again the change of boss so quite a lot of work Well." Ressa wakes up and rests her head on her father's shoulder. Amrin's warm attitude is able to release all the fatigue he feels.

"Shame on having a child not married yet?" Ressa asked in an ordinary manner, without displaying a hurt face.

"Why should you be ashamed. Unless you're pregnant out of wedlock or snatch someone's husband, you're embarrassed." Amrin patted Ressa on the shoulder affectionately.

"The fool is God's secret, it cannot be forced. Everyone has their own time. Like the sun and the moon, all shines in time."

"If I'm married to a guy who likes to play girls what do you think?"

The middle-aged man dived into the netra of his sad daughter, "are you so desperate as to wait for a soul mate from God, son?"

"I don't know, Dad. I am tired of being pushed by my mother. I have feelings too, Dad. Every time you hear my accusation it hurts so much." Ressa reveals all her concerns to her father.

"Good men will respect their women. He will take care of the heart for those he cares about. Won't play with a lot of women just for the sake of satisfying lust."

How could Tian keep his heart while the man always enjoyed a long night with the women.

"Don't get married because you feel desperate. Because you who will live the household ark is not your mother or anyone else" advised Amrin.

"If I'm not married and you don't have any grandchildren from me, what?" Ressa raised her head to stare at the shadowy netra of the father while waiting for an answer.

Amrin smiled smoothing the child's hair that covered Ressa's forehead. "Let God's destiny work, son. I will always pray for kindness at your every step."

"Thank you, Dad."

At least there is still a father who will listen to all his complaints. Before his head actually exploded from overload.