My Complicated Love: Triangle Love + You

S2: Heavy day

I lowered my face that looked still red when I returned to my room. Thank goodness some friends did not really ponder my arrival that was quick and impressed rush to occupy my work chair. Haya momentarily turned her eyes away from the monitor towards me, momentarily hearing me rub my wet nose.

I gasped when I saw the drink Dicky gave me on my desk when I left it near the meeting room.

He shifted his chair closer and patted me on the back.

"Say, what's wrong?" Haya whispered softly.

"Eh" I realized my colleague noticed my expression. "what? Hehe it's okay, baby" I replied slowly.

"The flu? Haaaahh ... Don't lie, I know you're out crying" whispered Haya further lowering the volume of her voice.

"Nothing beb, seriously" I threw away my face trying to cover up my facial expression.

"Say. I think you should tell me the same. There's something I want to ask you and Erick"

"Eh. What's?"

"Ckk!" Haya clucked resentfully "anyway you have to tell me, I've read that you guys have something, I know you from the past. It's not okay"

"Eh, 'San. The drink was from Mas Erick, he said he missed" mbak Wulan

"Yes 'Mbak. Thanks"

Haya rubbed gently on my back, and looked at me pityingly. Then he turned back towards his desk.

I looked at the cold drink. When I play the coffee cup it says my name is 'Mrs. Susan'.

'So .. he already planned to buy this for me'

***

Twelve strokes before lunch a message came into my phone. Brian.

Brian [Dear, are you done? It's lunchtime, what do you want? ]

Susan [No, hon. Later in the day I will continue the report ]

'I want you here Bri ... I swear I want to hold you and cry in front of you. I can't afford it'

Brian [Eat, I'm there now. Can't you? I was in the lobby ]

Susan [Yes, come here. Free, lunch break ]

A moment later I saw Brian looking through the glass walking into the room.

"Hi, I'm again" Brian smiled as he greeted my roommates.

"Haaiii Mr. Briaan, come in here. Want to have lunch yaaa" welcome Mba Wulan

"Hmm yeah, can I come in?"

"Yes, just go in. Free to be broken soon"

"Okay, thanks"

I smiled to welcome my handsome lover into the room to my desk in the corner of the room. He took one of the empty seats and sat next to me.

"Hi" Brian kissed the tip of my head "tired huh. What kind of lunch? We out?"

"I'm— just stay"

"Why?"

"Hm ... No, it's okay, tired"

"Ah, okay. We order food."

Brian grabbed the phone in his pocket. And open the food messaging app.

"Don't be heavy"

"Heeii your energy should be extra if it's busy like this. It must be heavy, it will hurt"

"What, rocks? Haha"

"No. But use rice, must be" Brian was busy looking at the app choosing food.

I accidentally saw him through the window, Dicky came out of the room in his backpack. Looks like he came home this afternoon because he stayed overnight at the office with their team. I tried to take my eyes off Brian so he wouldn't see Dicky looking back at me from behind the window. He smiled cynically.

"I want pasta, honey" I purposely put my hands on Brian's shoulders, spoiled as if he were watching Brian busy with his phone. Dicky's scintillating smile disappeared, his eyes looking sharp at me. And passed away. Huuuffa.

"Ah, yes. What do your friends want?"

"Ask me"

"Hmm Ma'am, what's your lunch plan? I'll order you, what do you want?"

"Eh, we're bought?! (Asikk) " shouted some of my friends.

"Hahaha, sure. Yuk, come on what. The hunt is over time"

We ordered pasta from a restaurant not far from our office, shortening the time to get back to work in the current solid time. Brian put his phone down again staring at my monitor screen and his eyes glanced at the drink on my desk.

"When did you come down? Have bought a drink. It's okay, isn't it if I order it again for your friend?" He grabbed the drink cup, and looked at the writing without saying anything more.

"Eh—eh yes. I just tipped the OB"

"It could be, everything is also written Mrs and Mr right if you order this" actually he might know, just want to test my response to the purpose of his words.

"Oh, yes. Hhmm I forgot"

Her cheerful expression was extinguished. There's something he's thinking. But he switched back to another conversation. Trying to keep smiling with his awkward gaze.

(backsong: Pink Sweat - At my worst)

We had lunch together in the room until after lunch time, Brian came back out of the room and said he would wait in the seventh floor area while finishing work also with his laptop.

I don't know much, but he's used to time. As if relaxed in front of me, but a little empty leisure outside of time with me always used to pay attention to important things about work. I know he's with his two personal assistants now.

Brian was very smart and professional.

Arriving in the afternoon at the office, we promised to meet on the ground floor, it seems like he met someone in one of the cafes in my office building. He asked me to come, wanted to introduce me to that person.

I walked towards the cafe. I saw Brian talking to a middle-aged man in his late forties. Looks elegant with a neat suit, and raises the Aura ala upscale.

Shame it feels to show myself who looks dull inedible solid working days like ordinary employees.

"Bri .. " call me as I approach their table.

"Hey Dear" Brian turned to me and got up from his seat "introduce, this is my Uncle" Brian smiled

The man got up from his chair,

"Hi, David!" I shake my hand without a smile. His eyes looked at me flat. Even without a smile.

"Susan .." I forced a smile with all my heart at his cold demeanor.

'Foolish with your classy style, your name is the market!' I swore in my heart so upset at her indifferent attitude.

Brian looks awkward, maybe he understands the inconvenience of me finding his Uncle's attitude less friendly.

He pulled the chair and let me sit next to him.

'Uncle where the hell did you get this Brian, his hair just wasn't blond like you, uuhh so arrogant this guy!' I still curse in my heart.

Maybe one of his parents was a full brunette, because it was different from Brian who was a bit blond.

The first question came out of his mouth.

"What company's office, Susan?"

"Eh ... This isn't our company building, there's a branch office on one of the floors here"

"Oh" his face seemed uninterested. That's as simple as the response.

Brian grabbed my hand that I put on my lap, grasped it. Then he put our hands on the table. I was surprised that he even dared to show his attitude this way in front of his Uncle.

"Darling, what do you want to order? What ... We're just going home?!" Brian looked at me meaningfully. Let's signal we should avoid this conversation.

"What's your position here? The manager? Or what? " a moment glanced at our hands and smiled cynically.

'Iisshhh this guy, where there's a manager wearing this shirt, it's nice that he seems to make me fall in self-esteem'

"Aa. .. "I haven't spoken yet.

"He's HRD, 'Dave" Brian answered alacriously.

"Oh, HRD ..., Psychology?"

"Yes, 'Uncle" I glanced cursively at Brian.

"Master, Doctor?"

"I'm just an S1 scholar, 'Uncle. My age will only be 26, this year"

"Brian is already Ph. D at twenty-seven years old. It's only a year different, isn't it?"

"Yes, I hope to continue again. I happen to be a student at Brian's college teaching"

"The campus belongs to her too, Susan. His late father was part of the founding Organization of the University. My sister. That's the reason he's in Indonesia, and Brian .. shouldn't be teaching, right Bri?" reprimand Uncle David indifferently.

"Ah, I mean Susan ... We met in counseling, in my last study five years ago. I only occasionally help the faculty" Brian tried to explain.

I kept biting under my lips to find the flickering question that always dropped me.

'Am I, just a leftover crumb in an instant noodle wrap, glad you are Uncle!'

"Whatever it is. He is still young to pursue the highest level of education. Obviously your focus is different from this much age difference"

"Yes Uncle, I have a plan to continue. Just ... Still busy with work"

'This is what the hell person is. My papa has never been this complicated, ' I murmured in my heart.

"Haha that's no excuse. Don't just plan. Can you lose with those who pass younger, do not want to have a higher position? Or yes ... Better to lead your own company"

'There's a shaman nearby here, no Brian, hhhuuuuf, ' I don't ignore my thoughts that start everywhere. It's good that this guy asks questions.

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Seriate