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24. Interviews

Bang..! Bang..! Bang...! Bang..! Bang..! Bang..!

A clear voice interfered with my final bow. What's more if it wasn't Garrick's shoe tip kick in the cubicle door. A ridiculous activity that really became a favorite of Garrick's badass. What makes my room door tired, knocking on the door with no hands.

Chequek!

A perfectly firm face with sharp brown eyes had been standing upright in front of my bedroom door.

"What's wrong?!" Those brown eyes were watching me from the bottom up. It feels very uncomfortable to be noticed in such detail by him.

"Coconut climbing, boss!" Garrick biodata Islam in the passport he threw yesterday. I think I know what I'm doing with my face stuck in my body.

"Have you? Make tea. Don't be sweet!" I nodded, his voice quite adem this time for me.

Garrick didn't step aside, his body held high with sharp eyes pointing at me. I closed the door until we finished our view. Quickly I release the mukena and fold the origin with my prayer mat. I was chasing time with the end of Garrick's shoes, which would probably kick my cubicle door at any moment in shock.

Garrick was still standing waiting, as I walked out in my baby doll shirt. Maybe he just came back, he's gone from early in the morning. It came out neatly after the splash told me to make fried rice without salt, but I was finally the one who was told to give salt to the plate.

Before leaving, Garrick barred me out, only in the cabin was I today. Tidying up all the housework, washing and ironing my clothes and hers. Garrick doesn't want to use laundry services on the ship. Aki does not need to prepare food. Garrick won't touch food that doesn't appear to be smoking anymore, even if it's eaten cold.

The rest of my time is spent on television and online novels. Occasionally overslept, but I quickly stood my face again, worried that my master had suddenly returned. Several times I glanced at the door, keeping watch if Garrick appeared to come. Actually today was pretty sweet.., but it ended up with a shoe kick on my bedroom door too! Hu.hu.hu...

"El..!" Garrick's call woke me up, back from a short, pointless daydream.

"Yes, boss!" I headed to the sofa with a teacup on the tray. I placed the tea cup on the mat slowly, right at the front desk.

"Eat!" Garrick thrust a box with the burger at me. I received it and I put it on a plate complete with a steak knife and fork, I sodor again to him.

"Eat, for you!" Garrick glanced at me at a glance, his chin pointing at the sofa next to me. "Thank you, boss!" Yess.lapar in the stomach, burger also stuck! I cheered in my silence. Enjoying the burger, which to me is the most delicious burger I've ever tasted on my tongue and mouth.

"Yes, Graceful..." I got Garrick's lyrics getting a call from Dora.

"I..have you.have you eaten too?" Ha.ha, a speech that is just sweet on the lips. Wouldn't it be sweeter to me, without asking directly. Uh, can you compare myself to Dora?

"Yes, I'm taking you. Just a little dinner. Accompany Lung." Garrick smiled as he looked at the phone in his ear. Apparently they both are too. Ah, there's Anggun better than just the two of you with Anthony.

"Beautiful...Whatever color the dress you're wearing, it all looks good." Ah, what the fuck is tuh.praise without meaning, praise just origin! If I were Graceful, my heart would not be satisfied without one color. H.ha.ha..

"Yes..You'll be sweet with your high sandals, too." Huh..Where there is.high sandals are uncomfortable! Garrick should be careful to be safe, not just a nice compliment!

"Yes.. I haven't seen your parents in a long time either. I'll see them when I come." I'm Garrick's lyrics, that smile is no more. It seems, Garrick has known Dora's family for a long time, but it seems hard to meet Dora's parents.

"OK Graceful.. We meet at Garju's resto, third deck, seven." Garrick didn't smile, the phone was fast on the table. I quickly focused on the pretend burger.

While swallowing a small burger, I darted inside the room. Because I had taken a bath ashar earlier, it was the clothes I changed. This one I was wearing, the shirt of choice from Sari back then, was a little bit open. But here's what's left of clothes I've never worn. Knee-fitting shirt, slightly over the shoulder. With this thin makeup and a rather sexy shirt, it really made me feel like an angel. That's what the mirror said. H.ha.ha..

"Elll..!!!" Garrick shouted from his room, just as I was sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

"Tick it up now, Lung is waiting!" Garrick seemed to be hastily tidying up the clothes on his body, with eyes that did not turn to look at me.

Garrick's big bed has looked slippery, comfortable and neat. Books, files, and work tools I've tidied up. The dirty clothes that were scattered on the floor I picked up in the basket. The damp towel I've hung on the ocean window. I usually pack this room after Garrick looks outside.

"El..!" I turned my body, didn't go out of the room.

"Yes, boss!" I approached Garrick sitting on the couch. And I put the shoes on her feet, I understand that's what she's calling.

"Aren't you interested in Lung one bit?" Garrick's voice sounded comfortable in the ear, though very stiffly pronounced. So I appreciate, I won't answer with just the origin.

"Anthony Lung I think has it all. Which girl would refuse him, my lord?" I answer as you can for the question.

"Then why are you afraid of him?" Garrick kept asking while looking down at me. I was still in a squatting position in front of his feet.

"My mother already has a favorite daughter-in-law for me, my lord.." This one I just came from saying. Impressed I also accept Juan like my mother. Ah, it's okay, this assumption will further fortify me from certain dangers. No one will know the truth.

"So you have a husband?" Garrick asked softly while leaning his wide back on the backrest.

"I don't feel that way. It was my mother who accepted the proposal." This word is true.

"Then why did you come to Batam? Did the guy who proposed to you not have a job?" Garrick moved his back.

"I'm not married at the moment." I answer again what is. In disbelief, Garrick had time to ask about me. Is not usually indifferent, indifferent and reluctant to talk to me... Maybe it's for Anthony Lung, his best friend.

"So, you're going home to where you came from after you want to get married?" Garrick kept asking, I don't think this time it had anything to do with Anthony. Garrick was interviewing me. Maybe he was just curious about the personal matter of one of his lackeys. And I was the one who happened to be nearby.

"I don't know yet, how patient the man is waiting for me." My answer was impressed that I had Juan waiting for me. Ah, let.

"He's not gonna look for you?" This time Garrick is advancing his body, not just his back. Even his legs slightly hit my shoulder arm.

As conscious of my sculpture style, I immediately shuffled up to stand a little far away from him. Garrick who finished the interview also stood up and walked past me very close. My shoulder slightly rubbed against his arm. The smell of a man's distinctive fragrance from her, inhaled freshly in my chest.

"Come on El, it's slow!" Soon I walked out of his room, leaving garrick tidying his hair in the mirror. How many times has Garrick told me to hurry, the proof is that he himself is slow. As if not willing if this lucky lackey took the time to just rest. Rest is very useful to keep the body healthy! Huh.huh..huh..!

*Or just joking around with dear readers*😊