Secretly Loving You's

Secretly Loving You's
Ch 20 - My Morning with You



"So, is this why you're sending a chat like that?"


"Ah, t-no sir. S-I sent a chat not because my t-friends haven't come, t-but ...." I was silent for a moment. Although it made no sense, a cursory glance of ideas came so suddenly.


"I'd like to ask you about the rundown event sir. Approximately, what kind of event details for training tomorrow? You know, this is the first training I have ever taken. I don't want to make a mistake that causes our branch name to be ugly" I said at length. Seeking justification for every word. Showing a convincing gesture, even though these eyes are not able to look at the dark netra that is looking at me sharply.


There's no answer. Maybe Mr. Armand realized my lies. That's a pretty stupid reason. In the rundown has been explained what activities will be done. You don't need smart people to understand it. But I, a desperate woman, used it as an excuse. I must look stupid in Mr. Armand's eyes.


"Bring rundown. Follow me." He paused for a moment, before continuing, "wear a thick jacket." After saying that, Mr. Armand passed from before me.


***


In accordance with Mr. Armand's orders, I took the printed rundown of the event and hurriedly followed in his footsteps.


My feeling was that it was more creepy to be alone in the room than to follow Mr. Armand, so without a doubt, I followed him.


I thought he was going to take me to a faraway place, but it wasn't like that. We only walked about twenty meters and stopped at a fairly roomy expanse of grass.


Around there are several former campfires that have been extinguished. Mr. Armand collected some dry wood twigs and began to stack them until they formed a circle.


He also collected dry leaves and put them under a pile of wood. A few moments later, he picked up a match and started burning the leaves. Apparently he was making a bonfire.


As soon as the flame stabilized, he turned to me. "Here," he asked. With a sense of uncertainty, I approached him.


"Sit down." He pointed to the place next to him. Again, without thinking, I could only follow him. Sitting next to him with an erratic chest pounding. My heart is not okay.


"Which Rundown don't you understand?" And I asked to be explained from beginning to end.


Discussion about the rundown of the training event, making the atmosphere begin to melt. Stiffness and anguish gradually began to disappear, replaced by a sense of relaxation.


In my eyes, Mr. Armand was a stiff, firm and terrifying figure. But it turns out it's not like that. He explained everything I asked. This feeling makes me very comfortable. Unknowingly, the conversation continued.


No response from Mr. Armand. He was just a good listener. His face softened. Make my defenses slack. I consider Mr. Armand not a threat, but a comfort.


The sleepy feeling began to come. Eyes are starting to get heavy. The body feels relaxed. A few times my head stumbled because it was carried away by sleepiness. Until finally the head found a comfortable, sturdy and warm backrest. I'm sound asleep.


***


The sounds of frogs, birds chirping, and crickets began to rumble. Wind blows through the skin. Makes me shiver cold.


I scrunched up. Seeking a source of warmth. A sturdy object, radiating enough heat, made me get closer.


Woody and peppermint smells. A special aroma I recognize. A scent that graces my sense of smell every day. The scent of the man that filled my entire mind. Aroma Mr. Armand.


My eyes are open. My Nyawaku, which is still half-filled, is immediately fully charged. My feeling is very bad.


The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a black training shirt. I swallowed with great difficulty. I can guess who the wearer is.


A moment, two jengkal. I set myself to trace that body. From the stocky arms, chest, chin, lips, nose and last ... Eyes ....


DEG


My heart stopped beating. My eyes were with the darkest eyes I had ever met. Eyes without expression.


"Morning," said the hoarse voice.


***


Happy Reading 🙏️


NB: Sorry if it is bland and stiff ️Again forcing yourself to re-write. Sorry if there was a setback in writing 🙏️