My Fierce Boss's

Move over

When Sunday weekend arrives, the company is closed. All employees enjoy the weekend which can be said to be short because the next day they have to go back to work.

If there are some people choose to sleep until noon. However, it was different from a woman who looked neat. The time that should be spent on the family is now wasted on others.

"Where are you going?" ask Devan, Dena's first sister.

"So, I'm not going out and there's business. Brother at home, huh? Next time you will take a walk out." replied Dena glanced at the sister sitting next to her.

"Today so you want to clean up the apartment?" cahya asked while preparing breakfast for her family.

"So, so Bun. It's finished Dena's breakfast right into place."

"Part of anyway use the event move-move everything. It's comfortable here, every morning there's a breakfast."

They were still sitting casually on the dining table chairs while waiting for the arrival of Wira and the youngest Divya.

"Willing to get the office, Bun. Dena just wants to learn independently."

"6 years isn't enough? So, the story is again self-study to prepare yourself as a wife?" tease the Mother makes Dena bow down embarrassed.

"No. It will be a different matter again." said the woman.

Suddenly the Papa came from the direction of the room while carrying his youngest daughter. Although they already had another child, however, the affection for Dena never diminished in the least. Even Cahya always spoiled Dena, numbering the woman's unity rather than her husband.

"Would you live alone or live alone with Arel?"

"Father! Not that!" deny Dena quickly with a flushed face of embarrassment.

"If it is true, yes Papa can not deny it also because you are both adults. But, Papa's message is only one. Please take good care of yourself. Don't cross the line."

Dena lowered her head. He understood what his father meant by saying that.

"Not crossed the line, have you?" tanya Wira stroked her eldest daughter's hair.

Dena raised her head to look at Papa's face. He shook his head. "No, Pa. God willing Dena can take good care of herself."

"Printers. In front of me! The man has come." The hero patted his daughter's head gently.

"Haha?? Who?" parrot Dena is not konek.

"Samperin. Kasian has been waiting for you not to meet."

Sontak Dena immediately rose. A little run towards the front door. However, his steps suddenly came to a halt when he arrived at the living room. He saw a man standing behind him. It seemed that the man was unaware of his presence. Dena silently smiled at him.

Dena was silent and did not open her voice until the man turned his body. Their views met at once.

"Old old?"

"I should be the one" said Dena.

Fairel walked over. The two stood there, staring at each other in silence.

"Wanna have breakfast?" tawar Dena's.

Fairel shook her head because she had breakfast before leaving for Dena's house. "Udah was at home."

"Yes, wait here. I'll get the bag first."

"Not breakfast yet?" Fairel pulled Dena's wrist before she left.

"Outside, mein."

Fairel held back her smile. He understood the meaning of Dena's words.

"However?"

"Yes." Yeah." Fairel nodded her head.

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Both are now in front of the door of Dena's apartment. The woman just bought it two months ago and is now habitable. More precisely can only be addressed because now inside is still a mess.

Dena attached her access card to the magnetic platform next to the door. Not long after that the door sounded indicating that the entrance was open.

Chequelek

Both Dena and Fairel immediately circulated their gazes to all corners of the room after they entered inside. Sofas, tables, televisions, and other furniture were still lying on the floor.

The two looked at each other with their smiles. "Come on!" say them simultaneously.

The two began stripping off the white plastic that was still wrapping the items. Fairel picked up the sweeper and walked towards the empty room.

"This is her room?" ask Fairel.

"Yes." Yeah." Dena nodded her head.

Fairel began cleaning the empty room that became Dena's room, while the woman arranged the kitchen furniture. Inside the room was a mattress and there was a desk and a chair. For the mattress is still wrapped in clear white plastic.

Finished cleaning the room to coincide with that Dena approached him.

"You want to repaint it?" fairel asked staring at the ash-colored wall.

"When, maybe the time is not enough. Not to mention it's still a mess outside."

"okay."

The two collaborate with each other, helping each other in tidying up the items that have not been neatly arranged. They work so hard that they do not realize that time is spinning fast. They both stopped for lunch and then continued.

The clock showed at four in the afternoon. Dena and Fairel were seen right on the carpet in front of the television. Luckily their AC turned on, otherwise it was possible that sweat had already flooded their bodies.

"Racid?" ask Fairel.

"Huuumm." replied Dena without glancing at Fairel who was lying beside her.

Suddenly the man changed his position to face Dena with his hands refuting his head.

"It doesn't fit yet?"

"What?" parrot Dena slowly turned to the side.

"Household." replied Fairel.

Dena breathed a heavy sigh. He also changed his position, the same as Fairel's. His left hand held his head. "Have you forgotten the terms I love?"

Chief Fairel shook his head. "No." she answered with a smile.

"Well, wait patiently."

"If I fail to qualify..What will you do?" said Fairel trying to dive into Dena's eyeball.

"If it fails?" lirih Dena slowly. "Perhaps-"

"Maybe I take you out of marriage." said Fairel without burden.

"Switch-ngadi. I thought this was what I tried!" sewot Dena did not accept.

"Kidding. I will fight for you."

Fairel directed her hand to touch Dena's head and rubbed her gently. "I'm sorry these days you're rarely nervous."

"This what?" Fairel showed himself.

"Maybe a ghost."

"The ghost that runs through your heart, right?" goda Fairel could reply to every word of Dena.

Dena immediately turned her gaze in the other direction. Suddenly he got up and sat down. "Try on the TV." Pinta Dena.

"Start." Fairel got up and grabbed the TV remote and pressed the power button.

"Find a good channel, don't fly a fish TV channel."

"Will fly?" fairel parrot.

"Hooh, that aunt at home likes to watch it, Mommy so follow along."

"Mending this one." Fairel opened a television channel that broadcasts news.

"Don't want to, find another one." Dena protested shaking his head.

"It's just, it's good to add information. Than the soap opera."

"Ihhhh!! I don't like to watch stories. Mending a cartoon."

"Syut!! Tuh dengerin, the time of the heart of the parents who throw away their own children." Fairel pointed to a television that appeared to broadcast news of parents who could afford to throw their own babies away.

"Here, watch it together. If the nagging from earlier where into the brain."

Fairel pulled Dena's hand so that the woman fell into her arms. Fairel hugged Dena tightly, sniffing the woman's hair. Slowly Dena felt calm and did not rebel or protest.

"Later if we already have children do not do that" said Fairel.

"I'm a monster who can throw his own son away. That's what you didn't see? It is clear that the child is the result of a relationship."

"Kok you know?"

"That's been explained, himself who told horrin eh he was even a budeg" said Dena pouting.

"I'm busy looking at your beauty." praise Fairel instead discussing it off-topic.

"What the hell!" Dena who was feeling salting straight away just floated a slow pinch in Fairel's stomach.

"I love to punch people. Don't know if the pinch hurts." complained Fairel felt his stomach.

"Who is talking." The embarrassed Dena hid her face in the chest of Fairel's field. His hands tightly hugged the man's body.

"I've never frowned. You were always beautiful."

"Relllll.." whining Dena.

"What, Honey?" fairel asked softly.

"Don't that. I'm ashamed." As Dena hid her face, she closed her eyes.

"You're making me clutter, baby." whispered Fairel to Dena goosebumps.

"I'm not horrified." Dena closed her body.

"But I want you to always be horrified that I love you."

"Now, Rail. Rest." Dena pretended not to hear Fairel's expression even though her heart pauses.

Instead of complying, Fairel actually rose half of his position making Dena below him. His hand stroked Dena's hair slowly.

"And I also want to hear from you directly" said the man.

"What horrors?" asked Dena pretending not to understand. His hands were busy with Fairel's hair, ruffling and occasionally tidying it up.

"I love you." tell Fairel.

"Too." reply Dena not connect.

"No, you told me the max." - Errata Fairel.

"Should ya? I'm a girl, that girl just needs a phrase from a guy."

"Nor. In fact, we men also need expressions of love from women. Yes, you could say a sign of respect for men."

"Indeed. But men like to be uncertain. For example, maybe you?" Dena squinted one of her eyes at the man.

"Who said? You want to be sure I have to wait again."

"That includes the conditions. If there is no condition there is no result either."

"Yes, you're the real one."

"So, now you know that girl is never wrong?"

"Yes, you know."

Dena smiled amusedly hearing that.

After that casual chat, Fairel instead directly dropped his head on the niche of Dena's neck. His hands hugged the woman's body.

"I'm sleepy."

"He sleeps when he's sleepy."

"Sleep here, okay?" ask Fairel.

Dena glanced at the wall clock. "One hour we should be home at about 6. Tomorrow I'll be here again with clothes."

"Hmmm..."

"She wanted to sleep but didn't move."

"I mean sleeping gini. It's comfortable." Fairel pinned her head on the niche of Dena's neck, making the woman only able to hold back the amused due to Fairel's warm breath.

"Later his body ache when sleeping below, mending moved up." persuaded Dena tried to push Fairel's body from him.

"Hmmm.." forcedly the man rose from his most comfortable position. He walked lethargicly to the room that had been cleaned and cleaned. Not forgetting he pulled Dena in with him.

Bruck

Both fell on the mattress with Fairel on top of Dena because the man immediately hit her impatiently.

"Slow down why the hell?"

Dena could only grunt violently realizing that Fairel was so spoiled for her, like a little boy whining about to be put to bed. Yeah, that's the picture.

Fairel who was unable to resist his sleepiness just remained silent and did not respond to Dena's words. He looked for the most comfortable position until finally his head he dropped on the chest of the woman. His eyes were closed, his hands were coiled around Dena's waist.

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no long love all debts up kemaren 🤣 kemaren busy, afternoon bukber together with temen. Trus night uh monthly stomach pain is usual as a result not written. Sleep aja kaga nentu roll there roll here😅 this is just write slowly² while nenangin pain 🤣