Secretly Loving You's

Ch 16 - Sleeping on Your Shoulder

Ah, why did it become like this? Why did only me and Mr. Armand leave? Why are other employees not included? How am I gonna straighten out the feeling that we're gonna be together for a week?

Arsh!! Focus, focus!! Focus your mind. Mr. Armand is your boss. There should be no relationship between co-workers. That means you can't have feelings for him. And, being with him for a week is just a job. No more than that!! Set your heart and focus your mind. Work properly. Don't make any more mistakes!!

Departing with such thoughts, I tried to rest this tired mind and body.

***

I don't know why the weekend came so fast. Unbeknownst to me, Friday has come. Usually I will welcome Friday with happiness. How not, it was the last day of work for us. However, the euphoria was not felt for this time.

My feelings became unbecoming. The shadow of Mr. Armand's face again danced. The intention I tried to straighten always managed to break every time I saw his figure in front of my eyes. How am I gonna face this week?

"Have finished packing?"

I looked towards the sound. I saw Mr. Armand standing at the partition door of my room. As usual, both hands crossed each other in the chest. Staring at me flatly. The daydreaming preoccupation made me unconscious by his presence.

"E-eh??" Too surprised, made me stand up suddenly and made my chair pushed back to hit the wall.

"Yes sir?"

"Have you finished packing?"

"S-Have Sir ...."

"Our plane's at 11. 5 Hours of travel will pick you up. Be prepared."

"Good Sir."

Finished saying that, Mr. Armand passed away. Leaving my heart that's not okay.

"Hufts. Just so early it was deg-degan. How about a week?"

***

At exactly 5 a.m., the black Innova Reborn stopped in front of the contract. Earlier, I told both parents about this out-of-town assignment. As expected, their reaction was overwhelming.

They turned over various home-cooked meals as if in the training place there was no food. Even I intend to come to Bogor.

It was hard at first to change my mind. He remained determined to accompany her. But after knowing that I went with Mr. Armand, he became calmer and decided to entrust me to Mr. Armand.

Mr. Armand is trustworthy. But I'm not sure about myself. What if I misbehave and show feelings?

"Are you ready?"

My daydream broke when I saw a large tall man coming out of the four-wheeled vehicle and walking towards me.

Hair neatly combed. A very masculine and handsome face. A sharp eye that always shows no reaction.

Like the center of a magnetic field, these eyes can't stop staring at it. I could only be fixated, staring at the perfect creation of God coming closer to me.

***

The departure event was colored with a scene that was quite beautiful. Several times Mother hugged me tightly while shedding tears. While Dad patted Mr. Armand on the shoulder, asking him to take care of me. This scene is as if they are releasing a princess just a puppet to marry the man of her tribe.

The drama was completed ten minutes later. And, here I am now. In a travel car where the passengers are only me and Mr. Armand.

He did not sit next to the driver, but chose to sit next to me.

Our bodies were only a distance of no more than thirty inches. Pretty close distance. An unsafe distance for my heart that was so easy to beat so fast.

This close enough distance makes me able to smell his body accidentally. A soothing blend of peppermint and woody aromas. Makes me drunk. Ah, I'm maxed out drunk in the scent. I was really lulled and lulled.

***

"bah? Arshas? Wakes up. We've arrived."

Don't bother me! I don't want to wake up. I'm at home here. Fragrant and warm. Really comfortable ....

"Arsha? We're at the airport. Wake." I felt a soft shake on my shoulder. I wanted to ignore it, but the shock kept coming. Really disturbed my comfortable sleep.

"Ehm .... What compassion? I don't want to wake up ...."

"We're at the airport. Another hour the plane leaves. If we don't get up soon, we'll be late for check in ...."

Huh huh? I am very familiar with this voice. The airport? A plane?!

Little by little my mind began to gather. That voice was Mr. Armand's, and we were on our way. Realizing that made me open my eyes quickly.

The most embarrassing thing I did again. If I could, I'd like to go back to pretending to be asleep and assume that nothing happened.

It turned out that I fell asleep while embracing Mr. Armand's arm with both hands!! While my head rests comfortably on her shoulder. And, why are Mr. Armand's sleeves wet?

Yeah-don't say .... Ah, no, no. That's not possible. But why get wet? If it's sweat, it's impossible. This car is very cold. H-then, a-a-is that my saliva??!!! Arrghhhh!! Huaaaa!! Wanna put where my face is?!!

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