My Imagine's

12. Dominations

A woman looks busy wearing makeup on her face. She took a sweet pink lipstick and applied it on her thin lips. Perfect. The woman immediately took her sling bag and draped it on her arm. After that he came out of his room.

The woman approached the kitchen and saw the sturdy body of a man who was busy cooking. The smell of cooking hit his sense of smell.

"Rajin really Rizhan. Here I help," he said, taking over the sutil in the man's hands.

"Herra, how come you go to work anyway," protested Rizhan while taking back the sutil at the hands of Herra. Visible Rizhan's eyebrows are swooping.

"Emang why? Today I have to work" answered Herra casually.

"But you just finished moving. They do not want to give you a day off" commented Rizhan with an annoyed face.

"Rizhan, I don't know what. I wasn't too tired yesterday because you helped me. Calm down," Herra replied with a sweet smile.

"But I'm still worried. Last night you complained your feet hurt" Rizhan said firmly.

"Udah is not sick. Clayey. Did you massage yesterday" Herra replied, holding Rizhan's hand to reassure him.

"Yes, but you have to be careful. I don't want you to do anything," said Rizhan while kissing Herra's forehead for a long time.

Herra was silent because of the kiss. He immediately controls himself. There can be no more feelings!

"Then. I go first well," said Herra as it passed from before Rizhan. He forgot to eat breakfast because he was too nervous.

Herra immediately entered the elevator and tried to catch her breath. I swear he was nervous. Herra felt lately that Rizhan's attitude was getting more and more organized. Then how could Rizhan suddenly kiss her forehead? Why didn't he protest with Rizhan's actions? I don't know why he's a little happy about it. Like a husband and wife relationship. Herra smiled at herself because of that. However, the next second he immediately dismissed that thought.

Uh, I can't think like that. Remember the word Moon. I can't have any special feelings for my Imagine ~ Inner Herra

As soon as the elevator opened, Herra immediately continued her steps forward to look for a taxi. After the taxi arrived shortly, Herra immediately told him to go to the Volker Group. Not long enough for ten minutes. Herra immediately went in and did her work routine.

While working in her room, Herra was back in wonder. Why hasn't the president appeared since he worked here? I said a week, but it's over. No doubt, Herra became a little curious about the stature of the president. But, he did not want to think too much about it was not good if the president was not going to come for a long time. So, he can be a little free with pressure.

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At exactly five in the afternoon Herra had returned to his apartment. When he opened the apartment door, his body was immediately smashed with a hug. Of course Herra was surprised. The culprit was none other than Rizhan.

"Rizhan's? You why? How did you suddenly stoop?" asked Herra who was confused by Rizhan's sudden attitude.

"There is no. I just miss you" replied Rizhan with a sweet smile.

Herra sighed tiredly.

"I'm going to change clothes first. Don't worry!" herra said with her stern look.

"Dad"

After changing her office clothes, Herra walked towards the television room. He took the remote and turned it on. I haven't seen her favorite drama in a long time. There is no work.

Herra was watching the drama seriously. He did not even realize that Rizhan was sitting next to him. His eyes were already focused on the big screen in front of him. Rizhan slightly giggled at the serious face of Herra which he thought was very funny. It was so bad he pinched Herra's chubby cheek.

"Ihh, that's so handsome. Try to meet in person," praised Herra with a sparkling view.

"Eh?! How did the tv die? Remotnants where well," said Herra looking for the existence of the remote.

"Find this," added Rizhan as he raised the remote in his hand.

"Dad, take it here" Herra replied as she took the remote but was quickly picked up with Rizhan.

"Dhh, Rizhan. How the hell is that? Bring here the remote" Herra protested as she tried to grab the remote in Rizhan's hands.

"No. I don't want to remot this to you," Rizhan's luster of fibers stood up from his seat.

"Lohs?! Why?!" asked Herra with a surprised face.

"If I give you this remote again, you'll be cool to other guys. I don't like it" Rizhan protested with an angry look.

"Kok you said that?! Well naturally dong I praise because of his acting and good looks," replied Herra

"I don't care! Anyway I don't like it if you praise the other guy in front of me" protested Rizhan back.

Herra stared in disbelief at Rizhan.

"Here you are, I don't want to argue with you. I went into my room" said Herra, leaving in front of Rizhan.

Rizhan threw the remote in his hand.

"Why the hell with him?! The longer the attitude dominates. Why get angry if I praise another guy? He's just my friend, not my girlfriend. Heh, get dizzy. Mending to play Insta aja deh," muttered Herra while sitting on his bed while playing his phone.

Herra scrolls all the challenges on her Insta. Several times he seemed to laugh funny looking at a video. He immediately straightened his body to see a new news on his Insta.

"Well, Jongsuk Oppa is playing a new drama again. Got to watch this. Ihh, Oppa you are very handsome. Just try to be your girlfriend Oppa. Umm," said Herra while kissing her phone.

'sret'

"The Sierra! I told you I don't like it if you praise other guys. Moreover, this, you would marry her if she were here?! I don't like Herra," Rizhan protested, seizing Herra's cell phone.

"Enough! Why are you Rizhan?! Remember, you are here as my friend. Not more. Why is it as if you have it on me?" herra's protest that can not stand the increasingly strange attitude of Rizhan.

"I don't like seeing you praise other guys. You can only be with me Herra," Rizhan said.

"I don't understand what you're thinking anymore. Mending you go first. I want to be alone first. Don't show up before I call" said Herra

"Her...."

"GO!"

Rizhan disappeared from Herra like smoke. Herra endured the pain in her heart.

To be continued....