Secretly Loving You's

Ch 23 - Move

The first day of training activities ends when the time shows at five in the afternoon. All the participants came out. They form their own groups. Talk about the various plans that will be done to spend the night.

Since the incident was "deliberate by a stiff superior", the desk mates were less so wellcome. Strange look and keep a distance I found, so I have no friends. There are no plans for the next few hours. It seemed like all I could do was to remain silent in the room.

And what about my unsolved problem? My roommate doesn't seem to be coming. Then, will I sleep alone? Last night I did something shameful, which led to an unpleasant incident.

Do I have to hold back? Ignoring fear and being mediocre? Why am I being like this? Though in rented I also sleep alone, but why is the fear much greater when I am here? Is it because the atmosphere is out in the open?

"Arsha." The voice of the call stopped my steps. Without even looking, I knew who was calling. The man who always made my heart turn upside down.

"Yes sir?" my mouth turned around.

Mr. Armand walked over. Every step of the way, it makes my heart beat faster. This is what I feared when this training discourse appeared. I'm afraid I can't hold on to my feelings and make them grow. It was proved. Just a day we were together, but it has caused a pile of feelings that are increasingly overflowing.

"The matter is your roommate."

"Yes?"

"I've contacted the Mojokerto branch. Make sure your roommate won't come."

"Actually, I've guessed it anyway, sir." I scratched my head that didn't itch.

"I've spoken to the committee. Unfortunately, all the female participants already had bedmates."

"Ah, yes Sir. Its alright. I can sleep alone." I try to smile cheerfully. "In Jember, I also used to sleep alone. Sleeping here for a week won't matter either."

"Related?" Mr. Armand gave a probing look.

"Yakin dong Sir. I'm brave, hehe." The big smile I forced, to clear Mr. Armand's doubts.

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I did say such a bold ass, trying to look fine in front of Mr. Armand, but in reality I was still scared to death. The long sound of dogs or wolves that make the atmosphere more horror.

I did a lot of things to get my mind off. No way it worked, so my body went back to bed. Being under a thick blanket, trying to close my eyes, but not being able to distract me from fear.

My hands are starting to nimble scroll the phone screen. Check every sosmed I have. There's nothing interesting. Again and again, I opened the chat app. Of course what I open is Mr. Armand's chat. Dozens of chats I had typed, but I always deleted them in the last seconds. I don't want to end up embarrassing myself.

"Surely he's asleep. Too bad. On his first night at the top, I even made him sleep in the field. I'm a hassle" I muttered as I stared at the ceiling of the room. When being engrossed in daydreaming, the phone that is held vibrates. Signs there is an incoming notification. I thought spam notifications, I checked them with ogah-ogahan. But my estimates are wrong. I almost threw a cell phone when I found out who the sender was. Mr Armand!!

"Geez!"

"Have you slept?" Fill in Mr. Armand's chat. My heart's not getting all right. Reading her chat is like a girlfriend's chat. Makes me happy and soar. Ge-er's taste is starting to come. My hands trembled when I replied.

"Not yet, sir."

"You want to make another campfire?"

"Huh?"

"Try out."

Mr. Armand's chat is very strange. Did he mean to repeat last night? Making a campfire and sleeping in an open space? Wasn't he sneezing?

Not wanting to think too much, I walked out the tent like Mr. Armand ordered. Earlier I wrapped around my body in a jacket to avoid the night breeze.

Outside the tent, I found no one. There is only the darkness of the night, which makes the feathers goosebumps.

"I'm already outside" type me. After sending a chat, I heard a movement from beside my tent which was only a meter away from the other tent. Spontaneously, I turned my body around. I thought there was a wild animal. But apparently, what I saw was a different view.

A large tall figure wearing black clothes came out from there. The tent that I thought was empty turned out to be the occupants. After sharpening my eyes, I could see the figure clearly. Mr Armand!!

"I was still wearing clothes. So make a campfire?" With ease, Mr. Armand approached me.

"Lho's? Why did you get out of there? Do you want the tent to be empty?" I was confused while pointing at the tent.

"I moved. Now my room is here" he answered, collecting dry twigs and leaves. He did not realize my confused and surprised expression.

Huh uh?! Mr Armand moved in the tent next to mine? Which tents are each only a meter away?! Doesn't this already fall into the category of sleeping together? Or am I being too excessive?!

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NB: Who said, "it's a little bit" is okay, I'm grateful to be bestie. Instead of not updating at all 😅 Kan I jg say, if again forced myself to write again. Vacuum for too long makes the soul feel embarrassed, so yes the contents of the writing like this, "little & tasteless". Hopefully it can be consistent and diligent up, so that the feeling dapet 😅

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