Playboys

#2# Take 55

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"A.lair...,"

Only with a soft voice was it able to keep Elle awake from his sleep. Last night he decided to sleep with his mother.

"Mother."

Elle immediately pulled out a glass filled with mineral water that already had a straw, which was specially provided for Caroline.

Caroline downed the water several times until her throat was well drained. His condition had improved a lot in the previous few days. Thank you to Enzo and all the team of doctors who took good care of his mother.

"Where are you feeling?" ask Elle carefully.

The doctor said not to invite too much for the mother to interact, so that the recovery process can be faster.

Caroline nodded weakly. "I'm good" he said softly.

There was a big smile that adorned Elle's lips. A genuine smile that Caroline couldn't have gotten a few years earlier, given their relationship was not good.

"Thank God, I need to get better quickly, it's weird to see you lying weak like this."

"It turns out you were Elle, I thought I just met an angel. Hearing you say that, I'm relieved to be alive."

It was the longest sentence Caroline had spoken since she first came to her senses. Elle wants to hope that after this her mother's condition will improve.

"How are you?" ask Caroline.

"It's better to see you're sober and able to talk a lot."

"What time is it?"

"Still at seven o'clock exactly, get back to rest and do not much activity so you recover quickly."

"I think I'd die if I kept lying here."

There was a witty smile on Caroline's lips as she said that. Even when he was beaten, he did not expect to survive, there was enough to find him so that he did not die miserably with the men.

"Don't even think about dying soon, you have to live to take care of me" Elle said.

"Aren't you supposed to have Enzo's breakfast ready? Be a good wife-to-be, to keep our good name awake."

Elle grunting. He almost forgot about it. Last night he slept so well he couldn't wake up early. The events of two days ago were still clearly imprinted in his memory and he was very embarrassed. No matter how many more times he cried in front of Enzo, the man saw too many flaws.

"Never be nice to him just because he helps us. Businessmen can seem more cunning."

With a heavy heart, Elle rose from her chair to head for the kitchen. Caroline who saw it was only able to smile. Still being given the chance to live was the greatest gift he had ever received, and he was deeply indebted to Enzo. Then still being able to see the smile of her only daughter was also another infinite grace. Even sinners seem to still be able to feel that favor.

"You awake?" enzo asked when he saw Elle emerge from his mother's room.

There were all kinds of food at the bar table. If you know this, Elle will choose to continue sleeping again because Enzo has also gotten his breakfast.

"Let's have breakfast. I don't know what your favorite is, so I asked them to cook all this food" Enzo said.

Only one thing crossed Elle's head at the moment. Enzo was very experienced at this, and somehow the reality seemed to slap him. He's nobody here.

"I don't think you got your breakfast yet" Elle said.

"You're worried about me, aren't you?"

Elle snorted, she intended to leave the dining room and return to the room.

"Sit down, I need a breakfast buddy" Enzo said.

"I'm the...,"

"Even my assistant knows how busy you are, too" Enzo said.

What else does this guy not know about him? He was like a white paper that opened clearly in front of him, just waiting until this man scratched the paper with whatever this man wanted.

"Actually I'm not used to this food, I'm used to your cooking" Enzo said.

"Then from now on don't get used to it, my mom's conscious and we'll get out of here after my mom recovers."

Enzo took down the cutlery and his dinner knife. As soon as his appetite evaporated somewhere, he did not like this conversation.

"I'm not letting you out of here, you never know how Brian's out there."

"In the first place Brian has been my problem, I can handle it."

No. gabe. Elle can't handle it. He was even confused as to what to do after this, after the mother was conscious and had to get out of Enzo's protection. He was very afraid to meet Brian, I don't know what the man would do to him.

"I still don't allow you and your mother to be my responsibility from now on."

"Don't be silly, Enzo...,"

"You're not being silly, Elleanor. I never played you, but you always avoided me. What else do I have to do to make you believe me?"

The small smile that dropped by on Elle's lips instantly disappeared. Enzo's eye gaze implied seriousness, even just hearing the tone of voice was able to make Elle's heart beat so fast.

"I think I've had enough contact with rich people like you. I want to get out of this and live quietly" replied Elle.

It was one of the things Elle dreamed of, she did not need to be rich or master anything, just live quietly with her mother.

"Why can't you trust me a little?"

Enzo's eye gaze hit both Elle's shaded eyeballs. He wanted to be a little hypocritical, Elle wanted to follow his logic just this once. He can't be with Enzo no matter what, this guy's off limits.

"I'm so grateful for everything you've done for me, but that's it, me...,"

Elle lost the sentence she wanted to make just by staring at Enzo's sharp bead. His little heart really wanted to be with this man, but he also knew that he couldn't do it.

"Only...Enough of everything you've done. Even if I have to end up in Brian's hands, then that's my destiny" Elle continued.

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The words of Elle this morning really disturbed Enzo's mind until this afternoon passed. He didn't even make the lunch his assistant ordered.

Besides being stubborn, this woman also managed to fill the entire space in her head, and it was very bad for her. For the first time again, he felt this kind of feeling towards another woman other than Cecillia.

"What's wrong with you?"

Enzo brushed aside with a hard hand that touched his forehead just now.

"Hey! What's wrong with you? You want to break my hand?!" Katherine's touch doesn't take it.

"Since you've daydreamed I don't know what the problem is" Kate replied. He massaged his hand which was pushed hard by his cousin.

"I'm sorry for that, I think someone else."

Enzo seemed to regret his actions. Elle's influence in his mind was truly extraordinary. "What's it gonna take to get here?" ask Enzo.

"I just stopped by at once curious. Who's the woman in your apartment? Your bodyguards even violently kicked me out when I visited."

"not nobody. What are you going to my apartment for anyway?"

Kate smiled mysteriously looking at Enzo. You could say he's close enough to Enzo, close enough to understand about this guy.

"really? I don't believe it."

"Your business, if you don't believe it, you better take care of your marriage to Richard, make sure it goes well."

"Is she the woman who had a scandal with you? I remember so much because the news adorned the newspaper as well as the gossip tabloids."

Kate and her big mouth. Somehow the very clever Richard could choose to marry this cousin of his. If you look at it from any side, there is nothing good that becomes the charm of Kate other than the face and big mouth.

"I won't answer it."

A laugh came out of Kate's lips. If Enzo chooses silence, then that's the truth. This guy is actually mysterious, but at one time he could be very easy to read.

"That was the answer of, 'you do have a relationship with that woman'."

"How are you preparing for your wedding?" ask Enzo. He tried hard not to be provoked by the words Kate just now.

"Please take him to Uncle and Aunt, I feel sorry for you who are still single today."

Enzo melengos's. Kate won't stop talking until what she gets is done. Her cousin is as stubborn as Elle, only Elle is superior to Kate.

"My father probably knows more about that woman than you do."

"Ah, I forgot. You should have better understood your father who was eager to see his only son get married" Kate said.

"You'd better go, you're interrupting my tenure time" Enzo kicked out.

"All right." Kate got up from her seat. "I'll find out about this woman."

"Do what you want, I don't care."

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After the confrontation of Bu Diah, Nabila's day went on as usual, he would assume that he was just unlucky. After all, he did nothing wrong, precisely he who was very disadvantaged here.

Just look, Arlina is now seeing him more and more cynically, and also blatantly hates Nabila. If you admit that attitude is very childish, and he will not be provoked.

"Sir, the copy for tomorrow's deadline I emailed, just check again" said Juna.

"Okay, you have lunch before we discuss the copy you sent."

"Don't you have lunch too?"

Nabila looked at some piles of documents that he had to check, then looked back at Juna with a face of weld.

"Well, wrap the rice padang yes, the side dish is grilled chicken with chest plus additional gravy as vegetables," Pinta Nabila with a friendly smile.

"Okay, Ma'am."

Nothing has changed between him and Juna, Nabila is just trying to be professional as a boss. After all they are in a work environment, what else can Nabila do besides being friendly?

Nabila got up from his chair, stretching his back muscles that felt stiff. There's some work he has to finish, and it's going to drain his energy, he needs caffeine to add to that energy.

The pantry was empty, and the office was also a little quiet, only a few people looked diligent at his desk. It's lunchtime, of course everyone decides to have lunch outside, or just breathe some air outside.

Good thing, Nabila also does not like the crowd. A quiet office as if adding to his energy is becoming more and more.

"Eh, Miss Nabila didn't have lunch?"

A woman of my age walked into the pantry with a friendly smile. I forgot his face a little bit, but he's in the marketing division if I don't remember wrongly.

"Biasalah deadline, this just want to make coffee," replied Nabila friendly.

"The end of the month, anyway, yeah, everyone's on a busy."

Nabila just smiled in response to the woman's words. Because honestly, Nabila himself forgot the name of this woman, and he also did not know too well.

"Yes, Mbak Nabila said again deket same subordinate?" ask the woman again.

Gossip is still gossip. Maybe his business with Ms. Diah was done because he felt innocent, but he forgot about the gossip that was very easy to spread. Even the office walls know it.

"Yes, I am close to my subordinates. I don't want to scare them 'cause I'm too serious about work, so yeah we should be close."

The first rule in response to gossip is, do not deny it. The more you deny the rumor, the more gossip will accompany it.

"Enak dong, so his subordinate Mbak Nabila, especially if his subordinates are in droves, yes, Ma'am?"

The first insinuation that Nabila received from no one, which of course will be joined by others again. This woman is just the opening of other innuendos that may be thrown by other employees later.

Perhaps, this is one of the tactics played by Arlina.

"Well, yeah. You were supposed to enter my division, so you could deket equally in droves. Moreover, the status of the widow makes almost all men can do make bend the knee," replied Nabila calm.

The coffee is done, and he must end this little debate. He did not want this opening to be in vain because Nabila was raving too much.

"I go back to the table first, yeah. If in your part there are in droves, maybe it can be recommended to enter into my subordinates."

With a wink from Nabila, the little debate was over. Just waiting for tomorrow, what will happen next from the round for a man. It's funny how they are.

"Sir, this is the title."

Nabila looked at Juna wonder, the article has not been long since this man left and also he who made coffee in the pantry earlier.

"You haven't had lunch?" ask Nabila.

"Ah, that, it was a very rame there, I did not get to the seats. So, I'll wrap it up too lest I eat a long time."

This is what he feared from the many possibilities that might occur. Juna is getting attached to him, irresponsible gossip from out there, then especially after this?

Nabila does not want to be blamed in this case, he only lives what he should live. He must be professional, he must also handle the gossip alone. It is not his fault to be a widow, but again his status is what makes him like this. And always he who is considered a seductress. They have not felt in a position at the side and must choose to survive or release. All of them who made this rumor had never been in that position at all.

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