My Crazy Lady's

Chapter 80 (MCL)

"A second you don't come out, I swear I'm gonna break this door down!" exclaimed Davlin who had just rolled up his sleeve. Hanna just breezed through her, thinking the man was an invisible astral creature.

One more task before leaving the room, cleaning the floor. Just about to start, Davlin had already pulled the handle of the vacuum cleaner from Hanna's hand and threw it carelessly.

"You don't appreciate me at all? I've been talking to you since!" davlin's voice rose an octave. Usually if you have spoken in such a tone, employees or anyone will be afraid, but not with Hanna. His eyes looked at the man, defiantly not caring.

"Sorry, Sir. My job is here as a cleaning room, so I'm just doing my job," said Hanna wanted to take the cleaning tool but swiftly removed Davlin by kicking it.

The two began to fight through eye combat. Hanna wanted so badly to hit the man with her tools. Long time staring at each other, Davlin's hair slightly bristled, guts look at the anger of Hanna's face full of anger. End him if the girl gets mad at him!

Hanna took off her eye contact, picking up for both times the cleaning handle. This time Davlin no longer dared to kick him. Intending to drag her along, Davlin stopped the girl's steps by holding her hand.

"Aren't I the one who should be mad at you? one week we're away, you're not hugging me, you're making out with that stiff!"

"Who's making out? Don't Slander!" Hanna jerked her hand and passed. But his steps came to a standstill again, but this time he felt he was not being held by Davlin. When he turned his head, the mop he was carrying was stepped on by Davlin.

"Please!

"We talk first."

"By what? Why do we need to talk now, while there you remember me? no!" Hanna jerks at the mop but is still held back by her boss, upset, Hanna drops her stalk on the floor.

When the plan did not work, Davlin returned to pursue. "You why, anyway? be so cute to me. I thought when I saw you this morning you would run to hug me. You know, I went straight to the office to see you for the first time. I've been standing in front of that elevator for two hours!"

"You waited for me there for two hours? I waited for you for five days without any news!" salak Hanna's. The soul of his bar-bar thrashed. He was upset, the man should have explained to him, not accused him of having fun with Aril!

"I told you, I work day and night so I can get all the business done, so I can come back here, see you," he said, pulling Hanna's hand and holding her.

"Morning.. you guys?" drifting in the melo of this sorry drama series, the two couples did not hear the sound of the door being opened and now in front of them was standing Iris who saw the two holding hands. Hanna's consciousness soon returned, pulling her hand with a look of excitement like a newly-caught couple having an affair.

"Mbak I-ris," Hanna's voice choked.

Glug. It's hard just to swallow the saliva. In contrast to the indifferent Davlin. Even for the man this was one way that all his problems with Iris could be solved.

"What are you doing? why is Davlin holding your hand?"

"Oh, he asked me to clean his desk before leaving. I forgot, it turns out that the table has not been raked," Hanna said improvising. It was fortunate that his watered-down brain quickly got the idea to answer Iris's suspicions. Hanna immediately turned around and started cleaning Davlin's desk with a clean cloth.

"It has. Excuse me first, Ma'am," he said, rushing out. Just opening the door, Hanna's steps were stopped by Iris's orders.

"Han, please bring some coffee for Davlin and some tea for me, yeah." Hanna nodded and passed. It was actually common for him to be ordered by Iris to make a drink, but somehow Hanna's heart felt sad this time. He is an OB, and that is his job. So, it wouldn't fit standing next to Davlin, the young entrepreneur, successful CEO and most in-demand bachelor in the city.

Did he forget to come out to close the door or did someone just enter the room and forget to close the door again?, Hanna just entered without knocking on the door and walked slowly.

His steps stopped and his face gasped when he saw the scene before him. Iris sat on Davlin's thigh, tilting each other's faces like people kissing. Hanna twisted her body. Don't want to see that. However, as it rotates, the spoon on the tread of the cup, falls to the bottom of the tray until it makes a sound.

"Hanna.." said Davlin to get rid of Iris' body. So did Iris, feeling a little embarrassed to get up and face Hanna.

"Eh, there's Hanna. Turn around, Han. Here."

This is not true, why do his legs feel heavy? why did he refuse to see the two men again? why is his heart so sad? why do his eyes want to cry? his heart beats as his hot blood stream burns his heart? why does he hate being him?

There are still many other 'why-why' that keep popping in his head. But he has to be professional. Full of struggle, Hanna dragged her steps. Stare fixedly at the chocolate tray as they put their drinks down without willing to look towards anyone.

"Thank you, yeah, Han. Here, Honey. Your lips are so dry" said Iris, who made Hanna's chest rumble to close her eyes. Davlin saw a wounded look on Hanna's face. He condemned his stupidity for what the girl witnessed. Die him!

"I'll excuse you, Ma'am, sir."

The ripples of tears had already expanded in her eyes, but Hanna did not want to lose, she did not want to cry. Davlin's love doesn't deserve to be mourned. Hanna works as usual.

Be patient, this must pass, only two days left! Forget everything here!

As hard as he survived, he was unable to hide his sadness. He climbed to the roof top, but Aril was there too, having sat down for lunch.

"Hanna... Don'tgo. Come here," Aril called as he watched the girl turn around to get down.

Step by step, Hanna approached. His eyes only focused on his sneaker laces.

"Sit down..," Pinta Aril patted the spot next to her. He knew the girl was going through something unpleasant just by looking at her gaze which painted disappointment and sadness.

"Abang here? again what?" the reasonable question is because Aril came here alone and it's lunch break, why not go to the cafeteria? the answer to Hanna's question was answered when Aril showed her his lunch box. "Taste the Ara."

A smile rose on his lips. But the twinkle from his eyes was ready to lung out.

"Cry if you want, don't be arrested." Instantly that heart-wrenching cry broke out.

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