
"excuse me" bela directly rushed out and closed the door from the outside
my heart why is it so strange to see his cold behavior like that. This a little aah pain is not even very much. Inner martial
bela sat at one of the tables while patting her chest slowly because it was difficult to breathe
tring, tring
From Mr. DavidFerrero
go in
bela sighed looking at the message, bela stood up and tidied up her appearance before going inside
chequeleked
"you call me sir?" ask bela with her sweetest smile
"what food did you order, garbage!" david answered a little
"sorry sir what's the matter?" ask bela fading a little smile
"nona pryzel doesn't like to eat sweets why do you order such food!" david said as he kicked the table
"sir is actually this little problem you don't have to get mad like that at your secretary" said pryzel
"no, he has to be smart in every way if he keeps being this negligent he doesn't deserve to be David Ferrero's secretary"
bela kept her head down because of the blasphemy that David threw at her
"sorry miss you want to eat a little spicy food?" tanya bela tried to adjust her body movements so as not to look weak
pryzel nodded doubtfully as it was not tasty with martial
"well my lady will prepare that for you" said bela lowered her head and left
a little while later bela back with a tray of steak that is not sweet and not spicy
"how lady? is it as you wish?" ask me politely
"mm it's pretty good, thanks and sorry for the hassle" replied pryzel
"wait!" bela stopped her steps while closing her fleeting eyes and then turning back the body
"is there anything else you need sir?"
"no, you can go home now!" david answered flatly while crossing his legs
bela was silent to digest David's words, this means that David told bela to go home alone instead of with him
"thank you, excuse me, excuse me lady" said bela throwing her sweetest smile and leaving
"sir, do you have a lover?" pryzel asked before bela really went far
"no!" david answered briefly
bela stopped her steps hearing David's answer, what was her treatment of bela all along? bela could not think too far
I should be happy with all this, why should I be disappointed.
bela left the hotel, she chose to walk away enjoying the night breeze mixed with a slight wound in her heart.Self smiling cynically at the starry look in the sky
"i should have known from the beginning that the star was too far away for me to reach" said martial to himself as he continued to stare at the star that accompanied him on the sidewalk
"haahh why I was lulled by city life, I should have realized that ordinary and ordinary village girls have to dream a lot to live like princesses" muttered martial smiling sinisterly while shaking his head
almost 2 hours of martial walk until at home david, no pain even though his legs have been injured a lot, so if the heart has been hurt then physical injuries will not mean
tring, tring, tring, tring
"sister!" shifa shouted from across there
"don't scream I hear you" said bela
"what's with your voice, brother, why so sniffy?" ask syifa
"no, sister is tired of work today very much, what about mistress Ferrero?" ask bela
"hmm mama and papa are fine, kak bela really just tired? not fighting with brother david?" syifa asked a little suspiciously
silent for a moment between them, bela did not want to tell Syifa because she would definitely tell papa and her mother