Marsha, Between Love and Revenge

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"Hi Zidan, how are you?" Misya came early.

"Kok you know I live here?" After asking that Zidan closed his eyes, the grandfather must have told him the address. "What's the matter early in the morning, Misya?"

"I just want to know an explanation from you directly, what is your relationship with women last night?" Misya asked at her core, without further ado.

Zidan frowned "Marsha you mean?"

"I don't know, whatever the name is, who's definitely the woman" Missya took a breath "Do I have to explain that you kissed her last night?"

Zidan sighed "Don't mind my personal affairs, Misya. We've only met once, I can't possibly explain much to you." Not wanting much business, Zidan immediately shot at the point.

"I know if he's paying you to be his girlfriend, right? Grandpa told him, but even if it's a charade, can't you make out in public?"

"I did a lot of work this morning Misya, so don't bother me, I've had bad luck." Zidan knew very well, if Misya's arrival had anything to do with grandfather, so as much as possible he avoided Misya, do not let unnecessary words be issued, until he took it out.

"Don't dodge Zidan." Check out Misya Zidan's arm that will go to the parking lot of his motorbike. Zidan looked at his arm that Misya had blocked, then slowly released "We have been betrothed, know what it means right? We're both getting married, don't get too close to any woman."

Zidan teramawa jolted listening to the words of those he was betrothed and would definitely marry "Yes it's a new plan, why do you become so confident? I could have refused and canceled. Though not Marsha, at least a more normal woman than you."

Misya sneered, she realized if she was too hasty to say that to Zidan. Misya soon followed Zidan who had climbed on his bike, and was ready to leave.

"I'm coming," stop it, then go straight up without excuse "where's the helmet? Get me to the office." Misya's hand stuck forward, she had to be reckless and more aggressive towards Zidan.

"I only have one, sorry I can't take you, I better book a cab." Rejecting Zidan gently, however, he had to keep the attitude so that Misya would not report to her grandfather.

Notya according, Misya even wrapped her hands around Zidan's waist and put her body on Zidan's wide back, making Misya feel uncomfortable.

"Down Missya, I'm too late." Zidan said firmly.

"We can buy a helmet on the road, I want to feel comfortable riding the bike with you this morning."

Zidan lowered his gaze, looking at Misya's circular hand on her waist, Zidan let go of the tightly coiled hand, then placed it on the right left side of her waist "This is going to be better."

Finally Misya according, but when Zidan's motorbike had walked through the hacticnya streets of the capital in the morning, Misya's hands back circular beautifully on Zidan's waist, Zidan could not prevent it, Zidan could not prevent it, even though he had been riding his motorcycle so slowly, but still Misya deliberately put her chest on Zidan's back, very much felt on Zidan's back how the chewy meat was pressing, it was not to make Zidan feel happy, it was, it makes Zidan ticklish.

Zidan pulled the bike over, and stopped, he opened the glass of his helmet "Misya, you can pull back a little not sitting down." Zidan could not hold back anymore.

"And your motorbike is still, automatically I slumped donk sitting him." Answer Misya as is.

Zidan sighed, it was true that the big motorbike he was carrying was a bit of a riding, "it's been a bit of a pullback, it's not good to get to his sleeping police."

Zidan again closed the glass helmet, back to advance his motorbike, this time he could not slow down, because it was very bad luck, he had to quickly deliver Misya.

Not until fifteen minutes, Zidan had reached Misya's office.

"Thank you Zidan, I can take you." Zidan just nodded without opening the full-face helmet glass, then drove his motorbike to Marsha's office.

"Cieee's being ushered in by her guy." Ledek Misya's friend who is his secretary, they meet in the lobby, and walk in tandem to the elevator to their room. Misya messes around, covering her disappointed heart because Zidan was cold to her while her fingers combed her slightly messy hair.

"Coolly?" misha asked when they were in the elevator.

"If he wears a helmet, and does not look at his face, I'm sure the boss's choice is not wrong. Old people single, if you can mate must be superior seeds."

"If not for liking, there is no way I want to ride a motorcycle, dust, make my hair tangle," muttered Misya while tidying up her appearance "ihhh sebel, tangled right! New also yesterday shampooing, anyways why the Zidan wants to be Marsha's secretary? Mending also works in his own office, not chased by time." Misya washes her hands, re-polishes her lipbalm, and mentouchups her powder.

* * *

Melati came out of Marsha's room when Zidan just arrived.

"For Mr. Zidan." Sapa Jasmine.

"Mother of Jasmine."

"Father immediately called ayang tuh," tease Jasmine, "ciee diem-diem pak Zidan fast motion yes it turns out, kirain kemaren love flowers for Rosa like Rosa same, do not know the taste of Pak Zidan high, do not know the taste of high, great." The compliment.

"What the hell is this Miss Melati."

"The rumors have spread sir, I'm afraid Rosa who had hoped to hang a shelf, resigned from the office."

"Well!" Zidan was dumbfounded, not expecting Rosa to hope for him. "Yaudah, I'll explain to him later, if it's not a flower from me."

"Jaudah gih Pak entered, later Miss Marsha was angry if later." Melati passed into his room.

Zidan came in after knocking on his spatial door, Marsha was struggling with the i-mac in her arms, she looked up for a moment before then returning to focus on her i-mac.

"Miss's Eve."

"Are you late Zidan?" Marsha said as usual.

"Sorry Miss, my motorcycle tyre was leaking, so have to find a patchworker first." His kill.

"Don't you just go with your girlfriend?" Sela Marsha's.

Deghs

"I see how you're getting your girlfriend, but I want you to end the relationship with her soon, because I want to ask you for an explanation about this video." Marsha showed a cctv recording on her i-mac, which showed Zidan kissing his lips as Marsha fell asleep a few days ago.

"It turns out you're worse than I thought? How much is your boyfriend? Do you feel like a badboy? How many times have I kissed you?"

Glug

Zidan swallowed his saliva with great difficulty, apparently Marsha often checked his space cctv, and why he was unaware during his work with Marsha.

Zidan lowered his head, wetting his lips before finally apologizing.

"Sorry Miss, I'm presumptuous."

"You I fired Zidan."

Fotj ...

Bak was struck by lightning Zidan heard he was fired.