
"Melda...!" Huda, directly pulled Melda's arm and carried her to the side. Certainly, a little distance from Frans .
Melda, was immediately astonished by Huda's attitude and came suddenly. "Detach..!!". Melda, let go of Huda's hand.
"Plisss...Me, I want to talk to you. Come, with me". Huda's face, made it clear for Melda to follow her will.
"For what, again? We, we have no relationship. Go, don't bother me". Melda, hold Huda's hand again.
"Melda,ayo game. Remember, with your defeat". Frans said, firmly.
"Me, there's no time to pay for your words". Melda said, leaving Huda.
"Mels....Melda..Mel..!!". Huda, rubbed his face violently. When Melda, get in the elevator with Frans.
Melda, just sighed and leaned against the elevator wall. For what, again? Him, come here. Then, what he wants to talk about. Inner Melda, not caring for Frans' sharp gaze.
"What, are you talking about". Frans asked, glancing towards Melda.
"It's none of your business,". Melda replied, cynically. He, immediately passed and left Frans who was still standing in the elevator.
But Melda, standing at the door of her study. He, waiting for Frans to pass.
"Sir Frans, dear. At three o'clock in the afternoon, I have to get out on Mrs Sarah's orders". Melda said, smiling smrik.
Frans, stop the move. Then, turn around and step closer to Melda. " where? What, there's important business. Remember, for two weeks. You, you must follow my words. Tell me, what did Miss Sarah command".
Melda, bite her lower lip. How, this? Time, yes I told Frans. If I was, go to my friend's birthday party. Emergency, here. Inner Melda, confusion looking for a strong reason. " I went to the house of a socialite friend of Sarah's. Don't know, what? So, I went back to the mansion". Alibi Melda, hope Frans immediately believe in his words.
Frans, frowned when she heard Melda's words. He knows something he's hiding. "You, lie to me. Give a strong reason, to the lady. If you, you can't go anywhere. Get ready, seven o'clock in the evening we're going to a company birthday party".
After he finished speaking, Frans left Melda.
Of course Melda, just resigned and stomped her feet. "It's so annoying, watch out for you". Decak Melda, with annoyance.
The wall clock keeps turning, the boss is getting worse. With a sneaky idea, Melda quietly walked out of her study. Hopefully, Frans is not aware of his departure.
"Congratulations..." Melda, shrivel her chest in relief. He got into the elevator.
Ting....
The elevator door was wide open, but Melda's eyes were wide open to see a man standing. The other hand, put it in the pants pocket.
There was a sharp grin, making Melda resign her steps. "Your". His mouth could not say anything, Frans was still in his study. Why, suddenly downstairs? When, he's down. Frans used the other elevator. But, why so fast.
Frans, get in the elevator and push the button upstairs. There was a sharp grin, making Melda shudder in horror.
"Where are you going,ha? Never, ever, be afraid of responsibility". Frans whisper, squeeze Melda's body.
Heartbeats pounding, Melda couldn't hold herself back. Masculine scent, stinging Melda. He, pushed onto Frans' sturdy chest and ventured to look at his face. Oh, my God, I'm this close. My heart was pounding and almost falling out. Grumpy Melda, in her heart.
"Frans, I'm leaving because there's business. You have no right to rule everything". Melda said, squeezing Frans' shirt.
"Cathisshhh.... It's a bitch, just this once. I've been invited to my friend's birthday party". Melda's great-grandson, with pursed lips."I, have asked permission to mama Sarah. And you, can't prevent me". Smrik Melda's smile, challenge Frans.
Frans' jaw, hardened for a moment and stared intently at Melda. However, Melda even grabbed Frans' lips. Luckily, Frans was able to avoid Melda's kiss.
"Ck, I love kissing men's lips". Decak Frans, wipe her lips. Although, it doesn't hit Melda's lips. What, Melda kisses men all of a sudden. He, he's very brave to kiss me without my permission.
"Well, I'll kiss another man's lips". Melda said, smiling sweetly.
"Ck, that's cheap". Frans murmured, although slowly but still heard by Melda.
"What, you say I'm cheap? Yes, try repeating that speech". Melda, already ruffled her waist and her eyes closed for holding back her tears. Well...Me, it's cheap only to you Frans. So deep, my love for you. In fact, you ignored all this time, only to you, I am like this.
"No, go and go". Frans, throw your face in any direction. Damn, I mispronounced again. Sure, Melda was furious with me.
"Jerk....". Melda, just go and get in the elevator next door. "It's so rude, he says I'm cheap. Ck, I'll prove it with your words". Grumpy Melda, her heart felt sliced.When Frans, said she was cheap.
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"Tumben-tumbenan, not as cheerful as usual". Tanya Shasa, Melda's close friend who is on a recurring date.
"Yes, be cheerful. No rame tau,". Jelita, smile.
"Again,bete. What else, my boss. Mister, you're preventing my personal problems. In fact, I have permission to Mamah Sarah". Grumpy Melda, sipping orange juice on the table.
"Yeeee... But, really good to know. So, I really want to have a rich husband Frans". Shasa's Shuckling.
"Crazy, he's my crush. Watch out, take it". Melda, don't like the word Shasha.
"Yes, that's just kidding". Shasa's snort, sweet smile. "Me, get there first. Greeting the other guests".
Melda, just using and staring at the departure of her friend with Jelita. "why, my head is dizzy well". He muttered, then stood up and wanted to go to the toilet.
"Aduuuhh.... My head, so pussy. Damn it, someone must have put drugs in my drink". Melda, trying to walk and find a hiding place. It seems like someone is stalking him.
"Aargh...Why, my body suddenly hot". Melda, drowning in the elevator doorway.
He was increasingly frightened by her condition. Afraid someone might take advantage of his situation. His eyes began to blur, his legs did not hold his body weight anymore. "French....Please,aku". Slow down, Melda.
Faintly, he saw a man approaching him. "Melda, why are you".
Of course, Melda recognized whose voice? He, immediately shook the man's hand
"Don't touch, I. There, go". Melda, a little snapping. Even though, it is very weak.
"Melda, I'll help you. Gone off? no way, honey". Smrik Huda's smile, he immediately grabbed Melda's arm.
Sontak makes Melda, a little rebellious with makeshift energy. "No, let me go. Franss....Please, i... Hmmmm.... Hhhmmmpptt...". his mouth was silenced by Huda, he was directly dragged and entered the elevator.
In the elevator, Melda was unconscious."Haha...You'll be mine Melda". Sneer sharp, Huda. I don't know, he took Melda where. Will, there be someone who helps him or not.