MR. BILLIONAIRE'S LOVE PRISON

Dead Ticks Introgation

Sophie hurry. She's dressing up. She didn't want her two husbands to prank her and make her come late to work.

“You have started working today, Sop?” She runs into Dominique as she is busy booking an ojek online.

“Uhm. Do you want anything? Will bring it for you?”

“What yes? Oh yeah, just buy me some blueberry cheese. I miss eating that,”

“OK. You want how much I buy,” Sophie smiles at her comrades in arms who are stroking the stomach.

“Auntie left for work first yes dear, be careful at home and take care of mama yes,” Sophie who reflex follow stroking her friend's stomach. As he talked to the little boy. This was seen by both her husbands.

“Everything do not love saggy. You can also have it soon,” said the haughty husband.

“Cih! Cleverness. Your mouth is so sweet as poison,” grunts Sophie pulling the tip of one end of her lips. Upset being insinuated by him.

Ddrrtzz ddrrtzz

“Good sir, wait a minute ya!” Sophie ended the conversation on the phone.

“Remember, don't hug the motorcycle taxi driver, baby!” Ramon.

“Do not hug? You guys are out of your mind?” deliciously. While making a cross on his forehead.

“Hahahaha,” They all compactly laughed with satisfaction after successfully teasing Sophie. And make her day a little bad mood.

“For Sop,” greet one of her shif teammates as the girl descends from her online ojek.

“Morning is also Ajeng,” says. He saw his colleague ordering a vegetable bicycle.

“I also want, one yes Bang,” he followed up ordering vegetable cart bike front rukonya.

“Duh who finished leave ... where are you? Bring by-by ‘ga?” He glanced at his friend who looked different.

“I'm not going anywhere, Jeng. At home,” Sophie said. I heard his friend's question.

“Masa? Your leave is making a scene,” he continued.

“Heboh?”

“Uhm, one store shocked even. Miss Nat just to panic,”

“Panik?”

“Here, how not to panic. Mr. John himself spoke up and asked your permission to leave,” the lyrics.

Oh, my God, I forgot that he took care of my cut. Sophie scratched her non-itchy head.

“What did he say?” while receiving the vegetable lontong message.

“She said, you're on leave because you're married!”

Bruck

Apart from the vegetables he held. Spatter. A reed on the ground.

“Yes for God, Sop. Very dear,” Ajeng bemoaned his vegetable meatballs. The red water is flowing down the road. Like her tears flowing. But, not visible.

“Bang, order one more!” His heart was suddenly agitated when he heard the words of his friend.

Hah, that guy is. It really surprised me the first day I went on vacation. Just look at it later. Threaten in the heart.

“Yuk in,” he walked ahead of his friend who was still waiting. Curious to wait for the next story.

“You're really married? With whom?” investigate Ajeng as they enter the corridor after the check body. He knew that this would create a lot of speculation. Gossip or perhaps prejudice against him.

“Uhm, it looks like Mr. John spoke wrongly. I'm not married. Only when my leave happened was Mr. John,” did he try to rack his brain. Looking for the right reason to ease the curiosity of one store friend and maybe the other.

“Really? You're not lying ‘ right? You'll be like your best friend again. Married to a boss who has assets where we work,” he still railed with curiosity.

“Hahaha, I'm not as lucky as my friend, Jeng. It's been. I changed uniforms first yes.” He ended the chatter that made his mood completely broken.

Hurfs

I will definitely be called by Nath ma'am. I didn't even think this was gonna happen to me. Huhuhuhu, sophie. Either luck or this bad luck.

He rubbed his face repeatedly while already inside the bathroom. His hunger suddenly disappeared. Though he was very excited when he saw his favorite vegetable lontong in front of the shophouse. Some co-workers and pastry children stared at him. He felt a little uncomfortable with that look.

“Sop, called bu Ririn tuh,” a pastry staff deliver a message for him when passing by.

“Eh, Miss Ririn? I-yes. Thanks yes,” He stepped down with mixed feelings. His vegetable lontong wrap was tightly gripped when he was already in front of the manager's room.

Sreek

“Good morning Bu Rin. Mom looking for me?” said it. Stand up a little bit unsteady. Thinking of something he himself did not know.

“Morning too, Sop. Here sit,” he immediately greeted her. Smile as wide as possible and get Sophie to sit on one of the sofas.

E-e-e what is this? How is Ririn's attitude so weird?

“Would you buy vegetable lontong yes, Sop? You haven't had breakfast? Breakfast with yuk,” he acts like a honeybee sucker.

“Mother want to have a vegetable lontong breakfast? This is for Mom alone,” she scatters the plastic bag she keeps holding tightly.

“Eh, not Sop. I bought rice at the front base. Nih,” he stood up and took the rice suture.

Honestly Sophie feels awkward. This is the first time her boss has been so sweet for no reason. Ah , reason. He finally realized it.

“Mother call me, just for breakfast together? You see I'm not good Mom same other, was cleaning,” Sophie trying to escape.

“Uhm, not really. Someone wants me to talk to you. About cleningan, you calm down there is already a back up kok,” he looks shy.

Back ups? Meanin? Clean in the back up?

“But, still Ma'am, I'm ‘gak yang like the others. Moreover, I just logged in after the holidays,”

“Well, well .. that's what I want to discuss. You're on leave, to get married, right? With whom?” he got the same question after his friend.

“Oh, the. Misunderstand Mom, I'm on a non-married leave. Just at home alone,” he keeps covering up his status.

Bu Ririn knitted her two eyebrows. Half of them don't believe. He doesn't want any mistakes like before. When Dominique got married, no one knew. Until the one with his own assets reveals.

“Ehm, Ms. Nath said, that night she was on the phone with Mr. John, you must know who .. sir John is?” back he provoked the honesty of his employees.

“Iya Ma'am. Mr. John is our superior, how dare I not remember his name and face. Moreover, he has already come to the store several times.”

Huh, I misspoke.

“That's right. Honestly, Sop. You really have nothing to do with him, right? There's no way dong suddenly he personally called mom Nath,” he stared at his employee's face sharply. Hadi-dudu. I'm mistaken.

“Oh, that's Ma'am, the story is I had a little misfortune and accidentally met with Mr. John on the street. He helped me, Mom. Because he was worried about my condition, maybe he said that when asked by Ms. Nath,”

Haiss, kill me. If this is unacceptable.

“Problems? What problems? Was Dominique's mom on the spot?” now his friend's call has changed. Up one level. His superior.

Halah even spread to ask Dominique anyway? How do I answer?

“Iya Ma'am, I had a chance to meet. But, not for long. He's very busy,” he's trying to find a reason to escape the dead intrigation of his boss's fleas.

“Busy? How is he doing now?” add more questions that are out of line.

“He's very good, Mom. Sorry, ma'am, I'll continue with the story. Pitying himself on the floor,” he got up from his seat.

“Iya deh, later break you with me yes. Nih brought her vegetable pennant,” still her boss was looking for a gap to get close to Sophie.

“What's Sop? Why did Miss Ririn call you?” he was approached and asked when he had just opened the door of the cake shop area.

“Oh that, nothing really, Jeng. By the way which has not been cleaned?”

“All is done. Later we change yes fitting breakfast,” whispered Ajeng.

“Uhm, you first aja gih,”

“Totally?”

“Iya,”

“Oke.” Sophie checked all the cleaned places. There may be something left. However, nil. It's all been done. It did not feel like the shif exchange hours had already happened. Sophie just came down the stairs.

“Hei, Sop. Where do you want lunch?” a pastry boy embraces his shoulders.

“I ate chicken soto in front of ruko aja. Let's hurry back and sleep for a while,” said.

“Bareng yuk, I also have not eaten chicken soto for a long time,” he blushed embarrassed when talking to Sophie.

“Ayok!” he was just about to step towards the employee exit.

“Ehem!” The sound of darkness made them turn around. Sophie's eyes rounded wide looking at the figure before her.

“K-you? How did you get here?” his voice could not even be heard next to him. He's like a berguma.