NOT A SUBSTITUTE LOVE

If No!.

Happy Reading's.

Nafisa has not returned to her desk despite the office break half an hour ago but she still feels at home in the cafeteria.

After finishing one bowl of soto, the woman immediately ordered a glass of hot coffee. Nafisa can not stop his habit of drinking black coffee especially if there are many black coffee jobs always accompany his days to be able to reduce fatigue in the mind.

"What should I do?" muttered.

The woman's mind felt very full, her feelings were no longer able to face Devan's behavior.

The man no longer cares about him after the return of the ex-lover, even now blatantly Devan and Cintami indulge in their affection even though it is not clearly visible because the two lovebirds are in the room.

Is it wrong if Nafisa thinks that yes to the two of them, especially both of them have had feelings of love that may still reside in their hearts.

Nafisa inhaled oxygen to fill the lung cavity that had been feeling tight, then exhaled slowly, then exhaled slowly, the woman had deliberately wanted to stay longer in the cafeteria so as not to see the affection of the lover with her ex-lover.

Nafisa's phone vibrated, the woman took her phone that was in her pocket and saw who was contacting her.

'Devan'

What did that guy call me?

Nafisa patted her forehead softly, she should know why Devan was contacting her at this time.

I almost forgot that I still work as Devan's secretary, ck! maybe Cintami has come home and he just remembered that he has a lover who has been abandoned!

With a heavy heart, the woman raised a call from her superior as well as her lover.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Nafisa! where are you at? why isn't it in your place?"

Nafisa rolled her eyeballs, so Devan only remembered her when her ex-boyfriend came home, why Devan had not contacted her since, confirming that she had canceled lunch with him.

"I was in the elevator, soon I'll be there" Nafisa told a lie.

"Why did you just get to the elevator? shouldn't you have come back half an hour ago?"

...Nafisa was eager to scream in Devan's ear, saying that the man made her not want to go back to her desk immediately....

"I just finished eating and finished my hot coffee, sorry if it's too late, but take it easy your schedule until you go home later is not too busy because the meeting with MG businessman is postponed tomorrow afternoon by his ceo," of course Nafisa has predicted that he does not have a lot of work.

"Have you had so much fun with your friends in the cafeteria? why don't you let me know if you're going to have lunch there? didn't we promise to eat together?"

Nafisa had already clenched her left hand firmly, eager for her to shout that the ones having fun here were Devan and Cintami, not her!

Who is wrong and who is right? why Devan seems to be blaming himself, but here what is clearly wrong is the man.

"I'll hang up the phone first!" Nafisa lazily argued on the phone.

The woman rushed out of the cafeteria to go straight upstairs where the CEO's room was.

Devan rubbed his face rough, as if he had just realized that Nafisa was not in place after Cintami came home.

'Oh my God, why can I ignore my boyfriend? is he angry? but it seems like 'no' because Nafisa herself asked Cintami to come to me in my room, right?'

Devan raised his hand and looked at the watch that was at the auction, it was almost 10 minutes that Nafisa should have been at his desk.

The man pressed the intercom and not long after that Nafisa knocked on the door.

Geck, tok, tok!

Devan immediately walked towards the door and opened it, the man could see Nafisa who was already standing before him.

"Honey, come here, I've missed you," Devan pulled Nafisa and took her into the room.

Hugging the woman tightly, Devan also inhaled Nafisa's strawberry-scented hair.

"I'm sorry baby, I had lunch with Cintami here, you calm me down and your love has nothing to do with it except old friends, well even though we used to have a relationship, but now between us there was nothing left," Devan loosened his arms and cupped Nafisa's cheek. "You believe, don't you?"

Does Nafisa have to nod or shake? finally, the woman chosen was just silent while staring at the iris of brown eyes belonging to Devan.

The much-loved part of Devan is the man's brown iris.

"Darling, anyways why don't you tell me you want to eat with your best friend in the cafeteria?" Nafisa frowned, indeed who did eat together with the friends.

"So why are you asking Cintami to have lunch in my room, you should also have lunch here dong, so there is no misunderstanding between us!"

Nafisa gawked at Devan's words.

'What did Devan say? Cintami said that? well, can't let this go, he promised to teach Cintami a lesson.'

"But I didn't tell Cintami to have lunch with you? even I was waiting for you for almost an hour in front of that door," pointed Nafisa at the entrance.