Miss of Sunday

Mr. Teddy

Sunday opened the boarding gate and saw Faris talking to Bu Uni in his yard. They seemed to be laughing together and looked familiar. Sunday approached them.

"Oh Sunday is out." Welcome Miss Uni.

"You know, I just found out that we're neighbors with him."

"Of course, Mom. He rarely socializes with others. Too much busy." Obviously Sunday.

"What are the officers at Font all that? I see you're just as anti-social." Miss Uni nudged Sunday's shoulder.

"That's different from me, Mom. I'm busy working while he's busy."

"Oh yeah?"

"I'm busy working on it, Mom." Sahut Faris's. Miss Uni laughed hearing Faris. Sunday manyun.

"Alright you guys. Go get it all together." Miss Uni patted Sunday's shoulder.

"I'm gonna take a shower, I've had enough gardening this morning." Pamit Bu Uni's. Faris gave him a smile before he stepped in.

"What's wrong?" Sunday approaching Faris. The morning sunlight is very supportive for the skin of the face clean Faris look very perfectly bright. Sunday until glare is made.

"Let's go together."

"No, I'm just walking. I have to exercise a little."

"Then I'll walk too."

"Tumbens?" Sunday looked at Faris figuring out his intentions.

"I want to go to Font with you." Faris smiled.

"Hey, what do Font employees say when an owner leaves for work on foot?" Sunday Cibir.

"I don't care."

"Have it done, just do your habits like before."

"I want us to be like any other normal couple."

"Are we an abnormal couple?" Tanya Sunday while frowning her brows.

"Yes, I can't even walk with you at Font."

"That's no big deal. And we're still a couple even if we don't do that." Sunday nudged his shoulder.

"But I want everyone at Font to know that we're dating." Faris Gerrutu.

"For what? What's in it, everyone knows? I'm comfortable even if I'm just in a backstreet relationship with my boss."

"You don't understand my feelings. Besides, Gina already knows we're dating and then you cover it up from who else?" Faris pouting.

"I need time to do that."

"Why? Does being my boyfriend not make you proud?"

"It feels very prestigious to be dating a Project Sponsor, but how do I put myself in Font? I'm a new employee and I can get you, so what do other employees say?"

"Why is that important to you? You just need me, not someone else to be my girlfriend."

"Come on. wait a while longer. Until I feel ready enough to get a good or bad view of your employees."

"Stop it. It's up to you." Faris put on a stiff face. Sunday knew Faris was upset about it.

"My cute and adorable Daddy Bear why is it so early you have to frown? It's not good for your health."

"I don't care."

"Come on, we don't have to show everyone how our relationship is. We can enjoy it both. Let's just say we're stingy publications. That'll give us plenty of room to stay protected in the privacy zone."

"As far as you go."

"Here you go, don't pout that way, Mr. Teddy." Sunday teased Faris by hugging her arm. Faris began to fall like that.

"Don't seduce me. I'm mad at you."

"Sir Teddy, when you're angry your good looks increase to 200% you know." Sunday teased him.

"Have it, if you don't want to go with me. I'm leaving alone." Faris left Sunday and walked to her house to pick up a car.

"All right, Mr. Teddy. See you at Font. I love you." Said Sunday but not ignored by Faris. Actually not ignoring, it's just that Faris is pretending to be angry. She smiled happily as Sunday said I love you to her.

Sunday walked past the front of Faris' house and saw him pull out a car. When he was in line with his steps, Faris put his car down.

"You sure you don't want to go with me?"

"Yes. Go first."

"Alright, I'll just pick up Gina."

"Hey, how dare you." Sunday was panicking. Especially when Faris just stamped the gas. His heart became wry. Faris now began to threaten him using the name Gina and it did manage to make Sunday inedible.

Entering the courtyard of Font, Sunday saw someone he knew standing there. Leaning on the pole and seem to carry something in his hand. Seeing Sunday walking towards her, the girl developed a smile.

"Sister came too." Welcome Friday.

"Why come here?"

"I'm waiting for you."

"What's wrong?"

"I said play home but you didn't come either. Here I bring you your favorite sauce." Friday thrusting a paperbag containing several cup sambel.

"There's onion sambal and anchovy sambal, brother." Designate Friday on a paperbag that has changed into the hands of Sunday.

"The most special and recently launched is sambal plow. You can eat it when you eat fried food. That's so good to taste."

"You want a promotion?" Sunday Cibir.

"No. no." Friday shook his palm.

"That's special I brought you all the way. But if you want to post it to your social media and become our endorser, I'd be even happier." Friday chuckles.

"There is a hidden intent."

"I'm just kidding, brother." Friday a little laugh.

"Thank you." Say Sunday then. Actually Sunday was happy Friday brought him that much sambal. Mama Friday does open a business making various kinds of packaging sambal. Often Sunday bought it also in stores that became a distribution place made by aunt Ratih, her stepmother.

"Sister, play home. When I told you I met you at the park, Monday always invited me to meet you. But baby I don't know where your boarding place is." Friday looked at her stepbrother.

"Yes, I'll play."

"really?" Friday is full of hope.

"Yes, but I don't know when."

"Ahead, Brother. She misses you so much."

"Yes." Yeah."

"I also told Papa that you were with a man at the time. Papa asked who he was, I answered maybe he's your girlfriend. Then Papa says you have to take her home to ask for her blessing." Friday giggles about telling me that.

"Asking for blessing? Am I getting married? It's exhausting once every courtship has to ask for her blessing." Sunday Gumam. Just as it was seen Faris coming out from inside the font. And gasp to see Sunday and Friday talking.

"Oh he was with you at the time, brother." Friday pointed to Faris who stopped her steps.

"Hi." Sapa Faris's.

"Sister, sister's boyfriend Sunday right?"

"Hey, your mouth is like a firecracker. It's as if we're talking."

"Why indeed? Don't you?" Several Font officers crossed between them. Sunday was afraid they would hear what Friday had to say.

"Well, it's great to be with the boss."

"You can be quiet, can't." Sunday began to panic as Friday became increasingly unable to control his mouth. Faris smiled cutely at the behavior of the brothers.

"All right. all right. Sure, you don't want to date her?" The whisper of Friday in Sunday's ear that made Sunday then hit his shoulder.

"Have gone home there. You're getting into trouble not so obvious." Sunday slightly pushed his sister's shoulder. But Friday giggled to see her sister as sweet as it was.

"I'll tell you something." Faris told Friday to approach him and he complied. The feeling of Sunday was starting to feel bad. When whispering something, it appears Friday rounded his eyes and closed his mouth that had gaping.

"Seriously, Brother?" Friday asked Faris to be convinced of what she had just told him.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I didn't expect"

"Hey, what are you talking about?" The curious Sunday began to use high notes.

"Well, it's noon. I have to deliver another customer's order."

"You're not going to school?" Sunday just realized that it's school hours.

"A semester break, brother." Answer Friday lightly while stepping away from the Font.

"Sister Faris, see you later." Friday waving hands.

"See you, don't speed." Faris' message saw Friday start to start his Yamaha NMax bike. Friday nodded then waved at the two and left Font.

"Hey, what did you say on Friday?"

"See, I'm gonna go get my files left in the car." Faris walked towards her car in the parking lot. Sunday waited for him until Faris returned.

"Hey I asked you what you said to Friday until she was so shocked."

"Come into my room, I'll say there." Faris smiled by showing off her grin.

"Huh, you think I don't understand what you mean. You keep trapping me every time I'm there until I can't do my job because you're always holding me back." Faris chuckled as his intentions were predictable by Sunday.

"And I told you you don't have to be an exemplary officer here."

"It's so lazy with you." Sunday came in and left Faris behind with a smile at Sunday's hyacinth.

As she stepped away from Faris, she faintly heard Gina's voice greeting Faris. Sunday braced himself. And right, as usual Gina walked by Faris' side while hugging her arm.

"She said she preferred it when I held her. But what is it. He was still willing to be held by Gina like that. Fucking playboy." Sunday muttered in his hyacinth and then climbed through the emergency stairs. It's too bad to have an elevator with them.

Some of the stairs had gone through Sunday when Faris managed to catch up with him.

"What are you doing here?"

"You can't see it? I was eating you know?" Sunday half screaming. He knew there would be no one here so it was free for him to be ordinary to his boss.

"really?"

"It's lazy to have an elevator with you and Gina who always sticks like a broom fish like that."

"It looks like he's still not used to my new status." Faris spelled Sunday walking up the stairs.

"You also seem to be happy to be held together like that."

"If you're jealous you're even more adorable." Faris God.

"Your imagination has no effect on me."

"Ehh, what are you carrying?" Faris tried to divert the conversation.

"Sambal." Answer Sunday briefly.

"From your sister's?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"That much?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What do you like sambal?"

"Have it, don't ask too many questions. I need to save my breath. There's still 2 floors to go through." Omel Sunday was still angry with Faris.

"Just calm down, I'll give you an artificial breath when you're out of breath." Faris grinned. Sunday looked at him for a while but then turned his face away and silently did not answer Faris's words.

Almost on the 3rd floor of Sunday sitting on one of the stairs. Straighten his legs to rest.

"Tired?" Ask Faris. Sunday nodded as he rubbed his sweat. Faris took out a handkerchief in her pants pocket and rubbed her forehead and the edge of Sunday's cheeks drenched in dripping sweat. Sunday looked at Faris who was so attentive to him. His eyes could not be separated from each inch of Faris's face. The eyes of the eagle and the lips of his angel always manage to hypnotize.

"You don't know how hard I'm holding back. So don't look at me like that." Sunday opened his eyes not understanding.

"Hold what?" The plain face of Sunday made Faris anxious. Faris's defense is really almost at its limit right now. The more Faris looked at Sunday the greater his desire to touch the part he wanted to touch. Faris kept the distance between them. The closer, the closer.

"You want our romantic scenes to be watched by the guards through the cctv?" The sentence suddenly Sunday that made him peck in place but a few seconds later he then pulled himself away.

Faris smiled a wry smile. How could he forget that there was a surveillance camera.

"One more floor left." Sunday stood up from his seat.

"Let's take the elevator, I don't want to lose control anymore." Faris pulled Sunday's hand out of the exit of the emergency stairs and entered the elevator. There was no conversation between them. The rest of their romantic scenes are beginning to go undercover now. On the 4th floor the elevator doors opened. Sunday out of there. Faris still had to go up 1 floor again.

Sunday's friends stared at him straight as he entered the room. Lita approached.

"So, what happened yesterday?"

"What?" Sunday pretended not to understand Lita's intentions.

"You and Mr Faris? Are you that close?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Do you have a special relationship with him?" Lita made her point clear. Sunday immediately laughed to cover up his nervousness.

"So, you can't explain to us what's going on?" Sunday is like a suspect now mobbed like that. Lita, Boby, Mario and Mr. Dedi.

"Or should I interrogate you in the electric chair?" Lita pretended to threaten.

"What are you talking about?" Sunday's misbehaviour just came directly scouted such a question.

"Why did Mr Faris drag you out? Are you guys that familiar?" Boby.

"You just misunderstood. That's.. that's because..."

"Hey, what are you doing?" Someone's voice came from the door. Everyone look over. Sunday, who knew Faris' voice, finally closed his eyes and closed his lips.

"Sir Faris..." They muttered almost simultaneously.

"Let's start our new project meeting." Faris headed for the meeting table in the corner of the room.

"Good Sir." Everyone answered there almost simultaneously.

"I know there's something between you and him." The whisper of Lita in the ear Sunday.

"You're this. Let's get there before our boss gets mad." Sunday smiled knot and made his teammate was anxious so curious.

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