My Angel Baby's

Dwelling in the car

...The MAB by VizcaVida...

...|07. Things That Can't Be Understood|...

...Happy reading...

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Friday has been declared an independence day for dollar hunters, whose Saturday and Sunday are declared holidays. Everyone greeted him with joy, not least Angel.

Work that requires professionalism, draining energy and brain, also in mandatory prioritizing appearance, not a little much to be a burden for Angel who incidentally is a piece of kara.

The restful place Angel has is home, and the place to find peace that Angel believes is a place of work and a house of worship. Only those three places made him like everyone else who lived a normal life without any defects in family relationships. How else, Angel can not run anywhere, because he does not have a place to escape other than the three places he always went. He was forced to accept the situation, without being allowed to hope.

Clock pointed to the four-afternoon mark, and Angel had finished all her work, including putting together Louis's schedule for the next week.

He packed his things that were not so much. There is only a mobile phone, and the Tote bag that accompanies him today works. He smiled when he saw the computer screen that was now displaying the sky blue, the company name, and at the bottom there was the name Louis.

Then he grabs the wireless mouse, looking for a shutdown button to shut down the computer. After that, Angel grabbed her totebag and walked off the desk and made a home attendance on the block machine.

When all was finished, Angel immediately turned her heels, grabbed the doorknob, and hurried to leave the room that always kept her in the same oxygen as Louis, who was still in the room, despite being separated by thick glass which became an impromptu barrier when the man's mother saw the room of her son and the secretary blend into one.

Louis rejected his mother's proposal for less effective reasons. And another more serious reason that Louis said was, nothing would happen between him and his secretary, and that's exactly what it was. Louis never did anything or strange to the secretary who was always around him. But the queen's decision remains valid. The glass is stretched into a bulkhead that separates the room between Louis and his two secretaries, Angel and Rita.

Thinking about Louis, Angel only remembered that he had not seen his boss all day. The man was busy on the field with Rita to check all the preparedness of the stage and the team formed to succeed the big event that will be held two weeks ahead.

Suddenly, Angel's footsteps moved quickly to an area that he knew was the place to hold the Event. He did not even care about his stomach that had been rumbling because it had not been filled since noon to see the figure of Louis now, right now.

Arriving there, Angel easily found a figure that he greatly admired.

Men who have a height more prominent than others, sky blue shirt folded limited to the elbows, short hair neat sideways are given pomade, white skin and a beautiful face, and, Angel shook her head faintly admiring the beauty of God's creation. Let her admire him from afar like this. Because if until this admiration is known by the master, Angel is sure their relationship in the field of work or whatever, will not be okay.

A breath of air from Angel's nose. Alright, enough stealth reconnaissance today. Angel plans to buy food and a cup of coffee to accompany her to see the drama on Netflix later. Admitting that he has no partner on Sunday night is embarrassing, but staying home is more profitable. That's Angel's principle.

“Ups.” strangles someone when they accidentally bump into Angel and dirty his blazer with a scoop of hot capuccino.

Angel slightly puffed and flicked the blazer away from the surface of his skin, so as not to blister exposed to heat. And it made the guilt in the mind of the young man who hit him just appear.

“Sorry, I wasn't careful while walking.”

Their location is in the corner of the building that connects with the staff room.

“Eh, you're Angel right?”

Hearing her name being mentioned by a person she felt she had never known, Angel looked up. The smile on his face puffed up after knowing who was in front of him this time.

“Lukas?” said Angel who was then taken by the owner of the name.

Lukas was Angel's first-class brother when he was in High School. They were close because Lukas was chasing Angel at that time. But their closeness ended when Angel rejected the statement of love from the man with the face of a bule with pupils colored ocean blue eyes.

“The formula is still the same as me huh? Kirain had forgotten.” chirps young man whose height is almost the same as Louis. But what distinguishes, Louis has a typical Asian face that is so dominant, while Luke has an American face mixed with Asia that is able to make every woman who sees it, wants to scream.

“Inget. You are the nosiest creature I have ever met in this world.”

Hearing that answer, Luke was quite happy.

They are one year older than six months. But they are completely invisible because they both look more mature now.

“You work here?” ask Luke to know.

Angel nodded in response. “Already four—eh, almost five years here.”

“What's the work?” luke's question is still in the pot. His eyes follow a black line that hangs around Angel's neck, then pounded on the ID Card embedded in it. “Secretary.” muttered Luke with slightly widened eyes. “So, you're secretary Om Louis?”

Om?

Angel frowned deeply.

“Louis, about you?”

Oh, my God, Angel laughed. This man still acted as he pleased as before. Likes to change people's names, likes fun, likes to upset because of his arrogance, and one other thing, still handsome as before.

“You have not changed.”

Luke giggles amusedly remembering his past rancid at the age of High School.

“Udah changed, Jel—”

“Heh! Don't call me by that name again!” ketus Angel when he remembered his name, which means the angel, actually changed Luke into a food name that Angel did not know where it came from, Jeletot. Not a lot of work, right?

“Your name is Angel, Kan?”

Angel silently watched. Ready to accept another man named Lukong's insolence. You know, why did Angel so follow-up mention the nosy name that he bestowed to this annoying man?

“An-gel. Enjel. Jel, that's part of your name too.”

Dealing with Lukas made his head suddenly dizzy.

“Terasu. I'm dizzy, I'm going home.”

“Lho. The boss has not come home yet, why the employees are so eager to mourn*?”

Oh my God, these men's words.

“She's got something going. Other secretaries besides me. So I can go home first because my job is done.”

Luke smiled cheerfully. An idea came into his head.

“Ngopi yuk's. Mumpung has not been kemaleman.”

Angel looked in wonder. Didn't this guy come to see Louis. So why now invite him to drink coffee?

“Other times, Kong.”

Rasain. The vibes are the forest watchmen, right?

“I'll be in Jakarta for a while. So there is no time to delay this small reunion.” force Luke who makes Angel's side weigh carefully.

Angel knows, Lukas left Indonesia after graduating from college. He lives in America with his mother and father. Then, from the news in the High School group that he followed, Angel heard that Luke is now a successful and famous photographer there.

“I treat deh.” his proposal is still not giving up invite Angel to enjoy the rest of the afternoon by drinking coffee with him.

“OK. Because it's free, I don't want to nolak.” if Angel does not want to be considered metrealistic, even though he knows Luke did it sincerely. This man, despite his nosiness, was greater than a mountain and an ocean.

Luke laughed loudly to attract the attention of some people who were busy there, not least Louis.

The man's gaze was fixed on the two people chatting at the top of the room that connects with the office space of the company's administrative staff. He was a little stunned to see the presence of his cousin in the country. Because, he knew Lukas was not interested in returning here after changing his citizenship to a resident of the country who got the nickname with the name of the country Uncle Sam.

Somehow, one side of him was so curious when he saw the familiarity between Angel and Luke. He did not know if they were both alma mater. Then, her focus on the two objects split as Rita called out her name for the umpteenth time.

“Bapak is looking at what?” rita asked, following the direction of Louis's view that no one was there.

“Ah, no. How was?”

“Later, Justin will be taking to the stage after . .(bla . .. bla . ..)”

The focus is broken again. He is no longer able to hear and catch the sound of Rita who is muffled by his own heartbeat, as well as his curiosity towards the familiarity between Luke and Angel.

“What relationship are they?” he murmured in the heart. “Why do they look so familiar?”

And what Louis didn't realize even, his facial features and behavior turned a little upset and cranky.

I don't know why it could be like that.[]

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