My Angel Baby's

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...The MAB by VizcaVida...

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If earlier, his feelings were so afraid of the fear that spread throughout his brain work system, now the jolt of happiness had filled Louis' heart. He sat on the sofa in the living room after turning on the air conditioner and television. Then, he pulled one by one Angel-given cake, where there were three boxes of cookies, and one box of sponge cake.

Curious, Louis immediately opened a box of sponge cake that became Angel's desire to get a testimonial. But, after the cardboard was opened, Louis' eyes seemed to want to jump out of place. A letter is written on the top of the cake. A writing consisting of a few words made his heart flutter, and his blood rippled rapidly filled the pulse. Louis felt inspired.

Let's fight with me, sir.

Sangking happy, Louis to do the celebration by punching the air, then sitting slammed himself on the sofa. With her palms shaking, she looked for Angel's contact on her phone. Waiting for the dial tone changed with Angel's soft voice with the heart racing. He believes he is in love with Angel right now.

As soon as the connective tone came to a halt, Angel's laughter greeted.

“Pak, I'm waiting for his testi via WhatsApp message. Not a WhatsApp.” phone line he said with a laugh, which was also met with laughter by Louis.

“Let me geter, can not type a message. So just call.” cerocos Louis do not want to bear the shame.

“Ouya? Why geter sir? Am I not charging my debt?”

Angel's sense of humor may have been a bit of a colot, but Louis enjoyed it. He likes it because Angel wants to accept it.

“You ... seriously?”

Angel was silent for a moment. Later,

“Eum, yes. I think I can't stop now. If I stop, it's the same because my name has also been smeared in front of his mama Mr. Louis.”

Apparently, Angel had to listen to the truth. About the reason for asking for a date, not just because of the demands of avoiding matchmaking. But sincere from the heart.

“Need me to straighten it out with you, Angel.”

Angel quietly waited for Louis' sentence that the man deliberately pause.

“I'm serious. I am trying to find a life partner who will accompany me until I am old.”

Hearing that, Angel seemed to turn into a chunk of ice that was so hard as a glacier in the Atlantic Ocean.

Louis, want to marry her? Oh come on, it's gotta be a joke.

“Ma-mean father?”

“It is unethical to talk about something this important on the phone. I'll speak directly in front of you, tomorrow.”

***

A bit-ch!

There's the duck, oops! There's a duck that's turned into a swan book.

Wow, that's great. Indeed, not surprised if the taste is like Louis sir. He doesn't know shame.

Don't know yourself.

Don't know shame.

Tai.

All the words and words of evil and dirty that Angel received throughout his steps collided on the floor of the office where he scratched rupiah. He knows this is a risk. He knows what he will face is not only social hatred directed at him, but also insults that can be mentally disabling and hurt. But Angel knew he'd get through it all. Including the mistress Hutama, a woman who contains a man who will soon become her lover, Louis.

Yeah, last night Louis confessed his feelings. But he wanted to speak directly in front of Angel, saying it while face to face.

Imagining that, Angel's heart suddenly warmed. He will not listen to or care about those who hate him. He will just go through the day as himself, no matter the negative talk of the person who will make him down, although honestly, it is very painful.

Arriving at the workspace, Angel was greeted with a smile recording red lips blushing Rita. The one-child woman smiled widely as if she knew the situation.

Of course, last night Louis also said honesty if the man knew everything from Rita. This woman became an unsolicited matchmaker.

“Aduh, there is a flowering nih.” god while glancing at Angel who has taken a seat in his work chair.

“Kata mbak, make an effort. More effort.”

“Pak Louis was worried about you last night, you know.”

The hue on Angel's face began to appear.

“Happy to enjoy the purity of boss sir after this, son.”

Angel turned. She was really embarrassed that Louis did that to her. In fact, they just want to try.

“What the hell, mbak Rita.”

Rita laughed once more and started activating her computer. “You know for yourself how boss sir if you already love one person. He will fight desperately, no matter the heat, no matter the rain.”

The term made Rita really makes Angel want to laugh. The hijab-wearing woman had worked longer and knew more about how Louis was. But Angel also knows how Louis treats a woman. He saw it from how Louis treated Caca like a queen, long ago.

Eum, it's just a story of the past. But still make Angel must try not to blush if imagining he was in the position of Caca.

“Then, I should how mbak? Just back off? I thought about this, Loh.”

“Oy, good. Where there is a retreat. Forward undaunted as said bung Karno dong ih. No exclamation if you retreat and admit defeat before fighting.”

Angel giggled amusedly as Rita likened her struggle to the struggle of the hero proclamator who is very meritorious to the earth earth.

“Mbak Rita this could be.”

Rita smelled a smile. He bent his lips as the door of the room creaked and the figure of Louis appeared with his indisputable charisma altogether. Angel's heart suddenly thumped to see the high presence of the beautiful nan walked closer, even took the time to stop in front of the desk they both to say hello.

“Good morning, Ms. Rita. Good morning,” the man paused, staring fixedly at the figure of Angel who was festering and locking his gaze on him. “—Angel.” he continued, smiling sweetly until Angel's chest was filled with the roar of joyful cheers of his heart.

“Good morning, sir Louis.” answer both, compact.

“It healed?”

Angel lowered her head. “Already, sir. Thanks to the help of mr.”

Hearing that from Angel's lips, Rita frowned silently.

“Good then. Happy work.” said Louis filled with spirit. “Oh yes, ngel.” scolds him when he remembers something he wants to say. “Jam nine fifteen minutes, please to my room.”

“I-iya, sir.”

Louis nodded then passed. The gaze of the two secretaries led him to disappear behind the thick and opaque glass door. Then, with a fairly loud movement Rita patted Angel's arm.

“Di waitin tuh. OTW bucin dia.”

***

As the President wished, Angel came into the room at nine fifteen minutes. He pushed open the glass door after knocking it three times.

“Good morning, sir.” said Angel interrupted Louis' attention from his phone screen. He intended to inform her of his arrival as he usually did. But a panic attack occurs when Louis looks at her with a soft, tasteful look .. dear? Wow, Angel is too fantasized like that. The painkiller effect that Louis gave her last night really made her big head.

People who hate and talk about themselves. He does not know himself, he is not ashamed.

“Oh, Angel. Login.” Louis said while putting the phone on the table and changing his attention to Angel's presence.

“Father there is a meeting with the sponsor at the Shangri-La hotel at eleven o'clock later.” said Angel reminded who was rewarded with a small laugh on Louis' lips.

“Iya. I remember exactly. You already reminded me via WhatsApp message, this morning.”

Then, why was he asked to come to the room so early? Usually, Louis just wants to know his schedule via the office phone at half-ten in the morning, after which, Angel does the job as usual.

“I mean ask you to come here, want to make an appointment with you.” Louis said as he received the stopmap from Angel's hand containing his meeting materials later. “I'd like to take you to dinner later. After the work is done, I will pick you up in the apartment, can?”

To be honest, Angel wanted to scream and jump around because she was happy. But he still had to keep his ethical code at heart. You mustn't act crazy and shameful in front of a man she likes.

Angel knows, Louis' schedule is very tight today. So, at least the man will be home at about seven in the evening from the office.

“Can, sir.”

Their eyes met for a few seconds, and then Louis decided to read the sheet on his desk. “Good. Then continue your work. Sorry because after this, I have to date Rita full day first. See you later tonight, Angel.”

Hearing that alone has succeeded in making Angel's cheeks blush. “Good, sir. Happy working.”

Louis stood up and walked over to Angel. The look of their eyes met again, the heartbeat of the two hammer, until Angel felt weak when the stocky arm wrapped in a black shirt touched the top of his head with a very soft movement.

“Working spirit, Angel, baby.”

And after that, Angel felt tight and needed an oxygen tube to restore the performance of his lungs to improve again. Louis's treatment and attention was too sweet, and Angel could not afford to ignore it all like a woman longing for affection. He made sure to fall deeply in love with a Louis Furry Hutama, the President whom he should never have loved. []