My Lovely Office Girl's

Eps 12 (Any romantic and a debate)

After a long time thinking also disturbed other things. Finally Ayumi decided to make chicken milk. In addition to practical, the girl was also not too wasteful of time, because her stomach was already feeling rumbling.

Ayumi turned off her stove, reaching for the spoon that Randy had prepared not far from her. While the man continued to stand up, watching Ayumi who looked serious with kitchen utensils and cooking ingredients since then.

"Come here!" Tell Ayumi while thrusting a spoon containing a little coconut milk sauce for Randy to taste.

The man smiled, nodded and leaned over to grab the spoon that Ayumi thrust towards him.

"Hows it? anything less?" Ayumi looked at Randy with sparkling eyes.

Randy's forehead was whining, as were his suddenly perfectly rounded eyes.

"Whack!!" He reacted.

"What's? or less?" Ayumi was a little panicked.

"It's delicious."

Randy grabbed the spoon that was in Ayumi's grasp, then turned to the pot containing the chicken milk broth.

"It's delicious! where did you get this idea of cooking? I have never eaten such a dish. Ye know? I like to cook chicken milk, it's just that the seasoning he put is balado, not savory coconut milk like this!" Randy is full of compliments.

Hearing that Ayumi just smelled a smile. Happiness is certain, but what dominates is shame. Shame that Randy has praised her so much.

Yes, he is overrated. Thought Ayumi.

"Wait what else!" Randy's great-grandson. "Let's get the rice, and take it to the living room table, we eat while watching tivi." Tell Randy who is currently moving the chicken into a bowl.

"Good." The girl nodded.

He immediately walked over to the rice cooker, then opened it. But the girl was made sculpting, when something inside there was still in the form of rice in a bath of water.

"Geez!" Ayumi covered her mouth with both hands.

Randy turned his head, looking at Ayumi who was currently looking round his eyes, with a shocked facial expression.

"Why?"

Randy came over after putting the bowl down first.

"What a father!" Ayumi's great-grandson in a slightly irritated tone.

"What's the matter?" Randy asked back.

"The rice is still rice, you forgot to push the cook button yah!?" He turned to look at the man who still looked puzzled beside him.

Randy leaned in, looked that way. But his facial expression looked flat as usual, without feeling the slightest guilt.

"Oh."

"Oh?" Ayumi's great-grandson. "huh oh?" Ayumi's voice grew higher.

"Then what should I do? it's very easy Ayumi. Just close it and press the cook button!" He said closing and pressing the button.

"We'll wait a minute." Randy smiled faintly, grabbed Ayumi's hand and led the girl towards the living room sofa.

The girl pouted, laboriously holding her hunger, hoping full when the cooking she made was ready. But that hope was broken when the rice that Randy cooked since then has not been cooked.

"Sit down, I'll bring you a snack."

"Ish, .. This time I'm raking the laper and then! you know what I cooked boiled noodles just now." He mumbled in annoyance.

Ayumi pulled her hand from Randy's, then she sat down and folded her hands over her chest.

The girl pouted.

Randy was laughing pretty hard.

"I'm sorry, I'm a human being too. I forgot!" Randy said to his girlfriend, then sat down.

"Come, .. worms in my stomach have been demoed!"

"Basic of the diner. Wait a minute why, I'll get you a snack. But don't keep looking pissed like this!"

Ayumi breathed as much as possible, then exhaled slowly, and she repeated it several times.

"Father already knows I'm a diner, but it's like this." His whine resembles a child who wants to worship with his parents.

Ayumi. Red face, eyes that also began to glaze, and do not forget the look of a sour face that he continues to show.

"No need, I'll be full, I don't eat rice."

"Gosh, this is how it feels to have a little girl boyfriend like you."

"Mr nyesel yah!?" Ayumi's voice was slow, almost even whispering.

"No. You're just adorable, and make me ..."

"Stop!" Ayumi silenced Randy's mouth with her hand. "Don't go on, it'll be no more." He nodded while shaking his head.

Randy grabbed the tiny hand, immediately distancing it from his mouth, without letting go of the grasp on Ayumi's hand.

Randy laughed softly.

"Don't keep this up! the house is empty." Ayumi pats Randy's arm.

Randy was silent, he was just smiling.

"Will your house be this quiet? if your friends don't come." Suddenly Ayumi asked.

Now Randy nodded.

"Why? is the house wide?"

"What's the reason?"

"Why do you let your house be quiet. Where are your parents? then where is this home assistant? why did they leave you?"

"Home assistant is returning home, it has been a year he did not come home to meet other children and families. While my parents .. I only had a mother since childhood, and now she chose to live in the village, where she grew up first." The handsome man explained at length.

Ayumi was silent. He was quite surprised by what Randy had just said.

"I didn't believe in love at first, let alone a relationship like marriage. I don't think that even a marriage can be a happy relationship, unlike my mother, she's married, but I've never seen that man, let alone the happiness of my mother!"

"Then what about the kit ..."

"I've changed my point of view on that since I saw you. The figure of the girl who tried hard in order to help her family's economy remain stable. I see the love you give them with your hard work." He looked at Ayumi in admiration.

The girl is getting quiet.

"You knew? what was it that I was when you ignored it?"

Ayumi shook her head.

"I asked Mr. Raga for additional work, and did many things to take my mind off you."

"I'm sorry, .. At that time I felt I was inappropriate. Father is too tall for me to reach, and I am not prepared with their slurs. Father know? I'm faced with people who don't like me, don't ask why. I also don't know, they don't like me for no reason." Ayu.

"Who said? you deserve it because I want you."

"Our status is much different. And that makes me and my dad not the same. Mr. personal assistant, while I'm just an office girl .. We're very different aren't we!"

"No." Sergey Randy again.

"Different, Sir!"

"No."

"Be ..."

Tracks!!

The sound of the rice cooker made Randy stop, and turn to the direction the device was located.

"This is my home, you have to listen to what I say. We are no different, we are the same Ayumi Kirana!" Randy was serious.

"I took the rice first, it's ripe." He said again and got up and left.

Ayumi sighed slowly.

"What kind of relationship is this! five percent romtis, ninety-five percent more just spent arguing." The girl patted her forehead tight.