My Crazy Lady's

Chapter 58 (MCL)

"Astag, what do I think, why did I get to dream, anyway?" hanna Cibir. The scene in his dream last night, just kept haunting him. How could he possibly see the person in question, while looking at himself in front of a mirror like this alone managed to embarrass him!

"Don't I go to the office, okay? but if not to the office, ntar the arrogant mister has a reason to fire me! how, dong?" he said monologue to the big mirror in front of him.

"Hanna, let's have breakfast. It's 7." It's 7." Ema's cry from below broke her daydream. Rush snatched a small backpack that he used to wear to the office.

"Why? the same face of the mama pot, how much better to see the mama pot anyway?" said Ema put a big pot where the new chicken soup in the cooking.

Stuart is currently in recovery. Since three days ago, the man had a high fever, so Ema diligently served chicken soup to Stuart.

"So, Mama whatan, anyway. Can't I go to work, can I?" hanna asked just staring at the bread without intending to eat it.

"Can't. Not good with Davlin. Yesterday mama nitipin you're the same as her."

"Nitipine? when did Mom meet her?" hanna's expression was hard to explain. There was no way that arrogant man would want to talk to his mother.

"Sunday yesterday. Mama wants to go to the market, keep fitting her through, nawarin to send mama."

It was almost as if Hanna's newly-raised glass had slipped out of her hand. "What did mama say? Davlin the monster went to the market? dih, what is black Evil's plan!" he murmured inwardly, finished his warm sweet tea and left.

As usual Hanna walked to the intersection of her house, waiting for her subscription motorcycle driver to pick her up. Since being ushered in by the father, Hanna no longer booked an ojek online, but subscribed with the old man. It is quite possible to help his finances by giving a monthly salary as an introduction and pick up Hanna to the office.

But almost half-eight, the carpenter has not yet revealed the trunk of his nose. Hanna tried calling the old man's number, but was inactive.

"Is Mr. Udin sick, huh?" he looked at the screen of his phone. Hanna observed the man's number, which she almost memorized out of her head.

Tin..

Surprised by the sound of a car horn, Hanna almost fell backwards. Full of annoyance watching the owner of the luxury car. Him again!

"Good!"

"No, sir," said Hanna, smiling falsely. However, he must respect Davlin even if his boss is a monster. How could Hanna be comfortable through this trip, not to be close for half an hour, seeing Davlin's face alone he could not. The shadow of the game they did last night in her dream made Hanna unable to look at the man's face.

"Okay, or I'll fire you!"

Fucking demons! can't you say that don't have to play threatening?!

"What time is it? what do you think, that company has Lo's ancestors?!"

Allow. There is no point in joining this arrogant man, who is even making a heartache!

"Sorry, Sir. Last night I couldn't sleep, so this morning I woke up late" Hanna explained, whether the man wanted to hear the reason or not, Bodo was very!

"Huh?" Hanna surprised. Keep her body away until she hits the car door. Had an eye fight with Davlin, then soon maybe a face.

"I won't be late for the office either, sir. That's the father who used to send me not to come. Maybe he was sick," said Hanna, to shift the forbidden topic.

"Ehem.." Suddenly Davlin cleared his throat to hear Hanna's words. The girl thought it was a sign that the man would not hear her voice again.

Hanna's unknown reality is, Davlin was the one behind the scenes for Hanna's absence this morning. Yesterday morning, before Hanna left for work, Davlin, who had seen the taxi driver, came to her.

"Mr kang ojek Hanna, right?"

"Yes, sir," he said briefly. Mr. Udin's forehead was wrinkled, trying to remember the man, but it seemed like he had never delivered Davlin anywhere.

"From tomorrow, you don't have to pick Hanna up again."

"Why is that? Ms. Hanna said nothing to me," said Mr. Udin felt a little surprised. Anxiety was on his face. Monthly, Hanna gives her, helping to meet the daily needs of her family. Not many passengers want to use his services because he is old, especially if the passenger is female. They will look for a younger motorcycle taxi driver, because it must be faster to bring the bike.

"Yes. He sent a message to me. He said, it's not good to talk to you directly. Gini aja, my assistant nganterin to the market, every day. I will love twice as much as Hanna gave to my father" said Davlin, who without a second thought immediately agreed by Mr. Udin.

Lately, no one has understood the man's way of thinking, not even himself! After getting rid of Mr. Udin, Davlin became ashamed of his actions. What exactly is he acting like that for? wanting to get a chance with Hanna, of course, yet she was reluctant to admit it.

"It's here" Davlin said, breaking the silence.

"Thank you, sir." Hanna nodded and immediately opened the door, she had to hurry because she still had to walk forward there.

"Wait."

Hanna's body instantly turned stiff. What else does the man want from him.

"Mmm. That, yesterday Aunt Ema nitipin lo to me, so, from now on you can go and go home to work with me," he said in one breath.

"Huh?" Hanna's brain that was being sealed his perverted mind did not pay much attention to Davlin's intentions.

"Huh, huh.., can't you just focus if I talk again? You may not think if you talk to anyone again, but when I talk, you have to give all your ability to listen and understand my talk!" Davlin bit his own lips, feeling the dictionary dead before the girl. Though the initial intention wanted to make Hanna fascinated because of the kindness of her heart that offered a ride. "Gue repeat again, early on if you still do not understand! You have the same nitipin as me, so from now on you can go and go home to work with me!"

"Huh? uh, I mean, it doesn't need a boss. I can go to the office by myself. No need to bother the boss. In part if you go there is a motorcycle taxi, the return is also usually delivered with the same bang Aril," sambar Hanna quickly. He better keep his distance from this guy if he wants to be safe.

Forget all the dreams of breaking Davlin's heart. Davlin is not Alex. Forever she just becomes Alex's wife and love in the world of novels. This is reality, Davlin is a different person. Hanna realized she had to get out of her dreams or fantasies. Let her memories with Alex be tucked neatly into her heart as the most beautiful delusion.

After all, he was not that type of perfectionist man. He is better off looking for a man who can make him comfortable and always smile. Hanna did not deny that in her heart she had expressed a love for her boss, but for the sake of the comfort of her heart, she would kill her love for the arrogant boss. Sayonara, Davlin More!