My Sweet Roommate's

Change into more decent clothes!

Around eight o'clock in the night, Alva prepared to leave her room. His brain began to stare at the sheets of paper in front of him. Actually, since this afternoon he had wanted to end the work. But Zea kept pressing and said that there was a lot to be done sooner. As the new head, Alva certainly did not want to take risks, because the responsibility and fate of hundreds of employees in this building, is in his hands.

“Pak, I can ride with Mr?” as always, one of Zea's tricks to get closer to the man of her dreams is not to bring a vehicle. So he could have a reason to get one car with Alva.

“Our house is not unidirectional,” reject Alva indirectly. “You didn't bring a car?”

Zea shook her head. “It looks like over the next few days, I didn't bring a car sir. My car is again in the workshop,” he explained in a sad tone.

“Then, contact the company driver only, you have the right to ask for delivery anywhere while still in this city area, because you are an important part of the company.” Alva still refused. “I rush Zea, sorry.” talk about hurry, Alva is certainly lying. He wanted to be home much longer. But Alva had no other choice, where should he go? his old friends, it is no longer possible to hang out like in the younger days. On average they already have a wife and children, yes, only he still maintains his status.

“Alright then sir.” no more face and look sweet from Zea, who there looks disappointed like just rejected by a man of adoration. “I go first.” the woman no longer mince words, she stepped away from Alva first.

since when, is there a boss who sends his employees home? she's a real reckless girl.

Alva grumbled to himself. Given Zea's increasingly just-becoming behavior. There was a sense of wanting to be more assertive, but he was afraid of hurting the woman's heart. What if Zea resigns from the company while the work is solid, especially Alva sometimes still needs learning for things she just worked on.

Not yet had time to eat dinner, Alva stopped at a restaurant, rather than later he had to go to the kitchen midnight.

Damn it. It's in the heart. He wanted to enjoy food alone in the restaurant. But it seems like it's not a suitable place for him. The place is too romantic, there are many couples who are enjoying the dish. If he sits alone between the tables of couples who are interacting affectionately, one would think he is a pathetic woman who is reckless eating in the midst of other couples who are making out.

Alva changed her purpose and intention, she wrapped up two portions of food, as she did not yet have the guts to eat there alone. Yes, two portions, remember there are other residents in the house that he occupied. If Joana is not willing to accept her food, take it easy, there is still a neighbor cat that accommodates.

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A one-time…

Twice…

Three times….

Until the fourth time, Alva put in the house keys and tried to turn it around, always failing.he chuckled amusedly, jittery mixed with annoyance. His mind was immediately fixed on the occupants inside the house.

You mean, he wants revenge for that night?

Alva's bad thoughts instantly filled his head. She remembers how upset Joana was when she brackets from the inside. the woman could not get in because Alva locked her from the inside and did not release the key.

Tong

Tong

he lowered his head, his hand still touching the bell and was about to squeeze it once more, if necessary many times. But the sound of the door being opened from the inside, Alva immediately undoes the intention.

“Sorry I forgot, unplug the key..” said Joana slowly.as soon as she saw the figure that was there after she opened the door.

Joana who appeared before him without any sense of sin really made Alva feel like a test of guts every night. How not, tonight Joana is wearing a spaghetti-styled nightwear suit, and underneath super shorts like hotpants only satin.

“Udah to eat?” Alva stepped in, while starting a dialogue with a slightly sane mind. Sometimes he thinks, can they interact without straining the neck veins, aka emotions. Couldn't? hopefully I can.

“Not Sir,” sahut Joana as is. Joana was reluctant to order food that night, even for cooking she had no intention at all because it was better for her to save her energy for tomorrow because she had to go back to work.

“This is no fried rice.” Alva put a paper bag with the inscription of a famous five-star restaurant in Jakarta. “I bought two,” he said again.

Joana's heart was almost dislodged, not pounding from being touched. It's just that he was astonished, didn't he hear wrong? the good devil is possessing him. No, it means that Alva is being influenced by the good auras that are remembered in fellow humans. There were usually only spicy words from his mouth.

“Thank you, Sir.” Joana opened the paper bag. There are two boxes of mica in it.

“Don't be surprised if it tastes good, because it's fried rice in a five-star restaurant, not five-foot.” Alva began to chirp with his arrogant sentences. In fact, Joana just praised herself.

Good, but arrogant and songongnya still attached.

Inner Joana. “Iya Sir, definitely delicious, again thanks.” Joana who did not want to fuss continues with the housemate and his boss, chose to answer in a polite tone, soft and gentle.

“Where do you eat? the chamber? tomorrow we sell this dining room furniture, if all activities want to be done in the room, then,” protested the man with a haughty tone when he saw Joana was about to turn back while carrying a box of fried rice.

Joana returns to face her body to Alva. “Iya.. in the room Pak-“.

“Sit here, we eat together. I want to talk. I want to make rules that must be obeyed in this house.” stressed Alva, pointing to one of the dining chairs, asking Joana to sit there.

Whats? a rule? stop granny, use there are rules of everything in this house.

Joana nodded. “OK Pak.”

“But... before we talk, can you change your clothes with a more decent one?” pinta the man, raised both his eyebrows.

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