Possessive Companions

Chapter 5

Darrel looked at a girl who was sleeping on the sofa of Asya's apartment. His gaze showed if he did not like that person. Darrel rushed to the kitchen.

"When was he here?" Darrel's voice filled the room. Making Asya who was cooking something turn around and put her index finger to her lips.

"Sttts... Don't you fucking say it. Naomi's sleeping." Asya.

"I don't care." Darrel pulled a chair at the dining table and sat on it. "You don't get too good at him."

Asya smiled, put out the fire and sat down with Darrel. The two sat facing each other.

"You always say that every time I'm with Naomi."

"I don't like him near you. He's a stranger. He could have had the same evil intentions as you."

"Huh. No way Naomi has the same evil intentions as me. She's a nice girl, cute and innocent. He wouldn't have had any bad intentions." Reply Asya.

Jeez Asya, it's so hard to say. You're even more innocent than Naomi. Inner Darrel.

"I want to take Naomi home with me. He has no family here. He'll stay with me later."

"Naomi lives with you? Asya, he really doesn't have any family here. He is from the same country as us. He must have family there. Why should you stay with you? Uncle Edo and Irene agree?"

"He's an orphan. No family. Papa and Mama have agreed I'll take Naomi home." Answer Asya. The atmosphere became silent for a moment. Asya looked at Darrel.

"Rel!"

"Hmmm..."

"I want to know Naomi and Darren. Just talk about them both. Who knows if it fits."

Darrel was slightly surprised to hear Asya's words. Not knowing anymore, how could Asya think like that.

This Asya, plain, stupid what how? Didn't he see Darren never want to be close to any girl besides him? Inner Darrel, pissed.

Darrel looked at the face of the girl in front of him. "As far as you. If you want Naomi kicked out of your life, just introduce her to Darren." The answer, a little upset.

"Are you upset, are you, like me?"

"Yes, a little." Darrel replied honestly.

"Are you even upset?"

"You're the hell, weird."

"What weird? Getting Naomi home isn't unusual, Darrel."

"Yes-yes, not weird. Now, let's talk about something else. Or don't we eat? You cooked that, right?"

"Say you're the laper from earlier. So upset isn't clear that." Cibir Asya, then rushed to get food for him and Darrel.

***

Darren sat in his big chair while staring at his phone. Just got a message from Darrel.

Asya's coming home in a week. He won't tell you about his return. She was afraid you would leave work just for picking her up. Asya also brought something for you. But, I don't think you'll like the same one he brought home.

Darren put back his phone without replying to the message Darrel sent. He didn't care what Asya brought home later. All he cared about was that Asya could arrive safely.

The office door that was knocked on made Darren mutter a little, telling the person to come in. Jiyo pushed the door and walked in front of Darren.

"This is a file that needs to be signed. And, flight to city C, in 2 hours." Jiyo.

Darren grabbed the file Jiyo gave him. "Twenty minutes to go." His word.

Jiyo looked down respectfully as she assented. Then left Darren in the room.

"Are we saying goodbye to Uncle Gara and Auntie?" Ask Jiyo, while driving her car.

"No need." Reply Darren. He told his parents before he went to the office this morning. His focus was back on the Tablet he had in his grasp. Until it is not felt, they are difficult to arrive at the airport.

***

Darren and Jiyo headed straight for the hotel after an hour of flying. Jiyo takes out her room cardlock and Darren. After handing it to Darren, they entered the elevator.

"Speak up the elevator. I want to put my body in bed immediately." Mumbled Jiyo while looking at the changing numbers.

Darren was silent. He was no longer surprised with the secretary and his best friend.

The elevator stopped and both got out. Darren's room is next to Jiyo's. Before she actually entered her room, Jiyo stopped her.

"I think I'll fall asleep later. I want to surprise you, seven o'clock, there's an event that our client is hosting at restaurant X. Since he knew we were going to have a meeting with him tomorrow, he invited us to attend his show."

"My business with him tomorrow. Not tonight." Darren replied and went straight to the room.

Jiyo could only be stunned staring at Darren's already closed room door. He let out a heavy sigh, then entered his room while grumbling.

"How can I have a boss like Darren? I must be patient with inner birth." His grunt.

Darren put his tablet on the sofa and sat down. He rested for a while, then held back his tablet. Without notice, time almost showed at seven.

He does not care, Jiyo will represent him or not in the event. The goal here is not just because of a promise with that client. There are more important things for his company in that city.

The door of his room was knocked, making him wake up and open it. Jiyo stood in front of the door with a neat appearance.

"Aren't you going to leave?" Jiyo looks more relaxed towards Darren when outside of work hours.

"I told you that."

"alright. I'm leaving now. I know, you're busy. But, don't forget your dinner."

"Hm."

Jiyo immediately turned around and left in front of Darren. The man closed the door and returned to work. Before that, she called the hotel service to bring her dinner.

Ting... Incoming message notification sounds. Darren immediately grabbed his hanphonen and examined it.

Alisha

Sis, buy me some dry food typical of that town. Dad always bought me on his business trip. When you get to him, I'll change the money.

The corner of Darren's lips lifted slightly after reading Alisha's message. The money won't run out just from buying that food. The most important thing is that Alisha is happy.

Darren moved his finger on the phone screen. Typing a short reply that he can make sure will make Alisha smile. And the guess is right. Not for a minute, Alisha sent back a reply.

Alisha

Darren's the best. Ilove you.

Darren again raised the corner of his lips. Put the phone back without replying to Alisha's message again. When his hand reached for a document, the door to his room was knocked.

Without showing any expression, Darren walked over and opened the door.

Degs... A woman pushing a food trolley table was shocked to see Darren. He looked tense, finding it hard to say something.

Darren was still so calm and expressionless looking at him.

"I just need a plate of food. Not everything." Darren said coldly. He grabbed the food on the trolley himself and closed the door. Ignoring the woman who was still standing without a word said.

"He's... Don't know me." He muttered softly, then with a blank look, pushed back the trolley away from Darren's room.