My Beloved Sister's

My Beloved Sister's
Chapter 33



in 10 minutes, I wait in front of the room.


Aditya instantly sent the message to Milea's phone. Ambiguous messages that will certainly make Milea confused when reading it. But Aditya did not want to type more clearly to say what his purpose was. Maybe he was more prestige.


I'm sorry, sir, isn't it a meeting with a client tomorrow morning.?


After 2 minutes, a message reply from Milea appeared on the screen of Aditya's phone. The man snorted after reading the Master said. It had been reminded many times, but still Milea called him that. How the relationship will run normally if always position yourself as a superior and subordinate.


Who says I want to take you to a client.


in 7 minutes, I won't wait.


Finished sending a reply, Aditya took out a leather jacket and put it on while walking out of the room. The air in Paris at night is quite cold as it enters winter.


Meanwhile, Milea was distraught herself inside her room. He hurriedly prepared, just tidying his hair and applying a thin lipstick on his lips. Do not forget to snatch a thick coat to wrap his body which was only wrapped in a knee-length dress.


Milea then rushed out of the room.


Likewise with Aditya who just appeared behind the door of the next room.


Had been silent and stared at each other for a few seconds, until finally Aditya cleared his throat to melt the atmosphere.


"Dining downstairs." Aditya said while locking the door to his room.


Milea was stunned for a moment, but soon realized when she saw Aditya the road approaching her.


"Well," Milea answered briefly, then locked the door and followed Aditya beside her.


They walked in unison, Aditya focused on walking. In contrast to Milea who looked nervous and occasionally glanced at the handsome man.


"Emm, is Mr. Jordan not coming to dinner.?" Lirih Milea was hesitant when she would ask that. But it finally stayed out of his mouth rather than curious.


Milea's question suddenly made Aditya glance annoyed inexhaustibly. Milea may ask someone to come or not when they will be dinner together as a lover. Either Milea is just a small talk or does not know the purpose of Aditya invited her to dinner outside.


"Brazil,!" Call Aditya full of emphasis without snapping.


"Y-yes.?" Milea looked nervous because Aditya's call was accompanied by a sharp gaze that seemed to penetrate to the heart.


"Do I need to explain why we're just having dinner together.?" Aditya re-emphasized his sentence. He looked furious himself because Milea didn't know what he meant. Milea should have understood from the beginning.


Milea shook her head quickly. Either because you already understand or pretend to understand so that there is no more debate.


"Sorry sir, I'm not used to it yet." Said later. His head bowed, avoiding the gaze of Aditya's eyes that continued to target his face.


"Then get used to not calling you again. It's hard to adapt to our relationship." Gerrutu Aditya's.


Though it has been reminded many times, but still call you and talk formally.


"Okay, I'll try." Milea answered obediently. Though it is not an easy thing to call Aditya just using his name. Because the last 2 years Milea used to call Aditya with the title Master.


"You still call yourself 'me." Seloroh Aditya fast.


There were too many habits Milea had to correct. It didn't seem like it would be easy to get into a relationship with his secretary.


...*****...


And it looks like tonight will only be an ordinary dinner with no impression of anything other than the awkwardness that is still obvious.


They were waiting for food after ordering it a few minutes ago.


Milea set her eyes outside the glass wall that showed the beautiful city of Paris from a height. The Eiffel Tower did not escape his sight. Everything is too beautiful to miss. Although there is actually something more beautiful than all that, which is a wasted romantic moment.


Meanwhile, the same thing was done by Aditya. He seemed to be enjoying the beautiful scene while leaning back and crossing both hands on his chest.


Not long heard the sound of cell phones ringing until the two had time to stare at each other. Then compactly stared at Milea's phone on the table.


There's an incoming call with the name 'Mother'. Aditya briefly reads it before Milea picks up the phone to pick it up.


"Yes Ma'am," Lirih Milea. He had glanced at Aditya awkwardly. Maybe it's not good to have to receive a phone in front of him.


Though Aditya seemed relaxed, not bothered in the least to see Milea receive a phone call. Even the man continued to look at Milea because he was curious about what Milea's parents would talk about. It must be something very urgent, because it called midnight Indonesia time.


Probably there at about 1 p.m.


Sure enough Aditya's guess. He was more confident when he saw the look on Milea's face that turned frantic and sad. His eyes quickly glazed over, making his tears well up and almost drip.


"Why did you just tell me now.?" Milea asked in a disappointed tone.


"I just arrived in France yesterday, there's no way I can go home today." He said desperately.


Her tears started to drip, Milea hurriedly wiped them off.


"Take the hospital to do the surgery now."


"Don't worry about that. I'll be looking for a loan soon."


Milea continued to speak while holding back tears.


Aditya was still silent on the spot, he refrained from interrupting Milea's conversation with her parents.


"Who's sick.?" Aditya asked as soon as Milea ended her phone connection.


Instead of answering, Milea instead cried by covering her face using both hands. Her shoulders shook, Aditya knew Milea was holding her sobs up without a sound.


Slowly Aditya shifted his chair to Milea's side, he grabbed Milea's shoulder pulling her in a hug. Her heart was slightly sliced at Milea's wailing cry.


"Say what's the matter.?" Persuade Aditya when he felt Milea's crying began to subside.


The woman had refused when she was about to be approached by Aditya, but after that even sobbed in her arms until finally her crying subsided.


Milea was in need of a backrest in a ruined condition like this. His father had been treated in the hospital for 4 days because of the accident, but his mother just gave it now, even then because of his critical condition and must be immediately in surgery.


Aditya breathed heavily after hearing the story from Milea. She understood how Milea was sad to know her father's condition, not to mention the distance that made Milea unable to meet him at this time.


"Ask the hospital where your father is being treated, I'll have Jordan take care of his administration." Aditya said without a doubt. Milea was stunned in disbelief. It was as easy as Aditya to provide help for her in a number that was not small.


Aditya is not without reason to provide assistance to Milea. Especially with someone's life. Had Milea not been her lover at this time, Aditya would have helped her anyway.