
"I'm not done talking!" His eyes glitter. Lips tightly clenched to form a thin line. There is anger trying to be arrested. But he's not the only one who can be angry. I can too!
"Would I go home at what time?! Meet with who?! You want me to know or not, it's no business, Father! In my office, my boss is my boss, but that doesn't give you the right to interfere in my life! Off!" I violently shook his hand. Like a leech, the hand still tightly wrapped around my wrist.
Suddenly, that oppressive and cold gaze turned mellow. His pupils dimmed. "Arsha, are you sick? Why is your face pale?" His hand checks loosened. Now, the hand was fumbling at random on my forehead and cheeks. It makes me very uncomfortable.
"Don't hold it," I'm calling her hand.
"You're hot. Come to the doctor" he said, pulling my hand.
"I'm not sick. Don't exaggerate."
"Hot bodies. Red nose. Cold sweat. You're ill. Follow me!"
"Said I'm not sick! I just have the flu! I don't need to go to the doctor! Off! Why make it!" Half-dead I tried to remove the claw of his hand, but it shook.
"Sir! I really don't need to see a doctor! Let go of my hand!" I started to rebel and hit his arm. Finally the man turned around and held both of my shoulders.
"Okay, you don't want to go to the doctor?" I shook my head. Mr. Armand's face approached with a probing look.
"Then you wait here. Don't go anywhere." After saying that, the man came out. I intend to follow, but my pace is less fast. The door was as fast as lightning locked from the outside. I'm stuck in the room!
***
The feeling of anger and anger becomes one. I repeatedly called the man, asking him to open the door, but my phone always went unanswered. Wanting to bang on the door, but afraid of making a fuss that would end in a bigger gossip mess. What would the other staff think if they saw me locked up like this?
I don't understand the way that guy thinks. What does he mean he did all this? Now I'm locked up like this? What use? Wh-wh-what for?
During the wait, I walked back and forth around the large enough space. Coughing and sneezing do not stop. I deliberately removed the mask, hoping that this virus could infect the owner of the room. It was childish behavior, but I had no other way to take revenge.
I still think the reason he locked me up like this. Bad thoughts are coming. I wonder what he will do.
Half an hour later, there was the sound of a door knob turning. Not long after, the owner of the room had appeared before me.
"If you fall asleep on the sofa. Don't stand there."
"I want out." I stepped through it. My goal is only one, reach the door. But as fast as lightning my hand was pulled and forced to follow in his footsteps. In an instant, my body had been near the sofa.
"Sit down."
"I want out. I still have a lot of work ...."
"Sit down," he ordered again in a colder tone. His eyes cannot be denied. Makes me have to swallow a sentence of rebuttal. Unknowingly my body followed his orders, sitting on the sofa by itself.
He placed two white-colored crackles on the table. One crackle looks to contain fruit and food, while the other crackles are medicines. He took something from the crackle that contained medicine.
"Open your mouth."
"Make a..ppp...." My mouth put in a flat object the size of a hand, which I knew afterwards that it was a thermometer.
"Stay like that for a minute." While saying that, he opened a crackle filled with food. It has fruit, rice and soup. He opened the soup pack and poured it into the bowl. Doesn't stop there. He reopened the medicine parcels and tore some of them apart.
A few minutes later, the thermometer sounded. He turned his attention back to me. Without warning, take the thermometer out of my mouth and see the results.
"38,7. I still say it doesn't hurt. Eat this."
"I'm not hungry. I want out ...."
"I really ...."
"Finished eating, we talk" he concluded. He let me sit on the sofa, while he walked towards the door and locked it from the inside. Then he picked up the key. He could actually read my way of thinking that wanted to immediately escape from this room.
I thought he was going back to the couch, in fact he walked to his desk a few meters away. As if nothing had happened, his gaze refocused on the monitor.
"Don't look at me. Focus on eating, if you do not want to be locked in this room all day," he threatened without seeing me. I was looking at him with a angry and angry look. He wants to rebel, but he can't. In the end, despite being arrogant, I ate and drank the medicine he gave me.
***
"How are you doing?" The man walked closer. Without permission, he placed a palm on my forehead. I brushed it off immediately.
"It's no business, Father."
The man (i was really lazy to say his name), looked at the hand I was shaking off with a hurt and disappointed look. Then he put both of his hands in his pants pocket.
"It looks like your heat is starting to go down. Is it still dizzy?"
"I've been eating and taking medication. Can I come out?" I choose to ignore the question.
"Can we talk?"
"It's already spoken" I replied. He looked at me with a judging look.
"May I know, why did you turn out like this?"
"S-I haven't changed. I've been like this before." Getting a frontal question like that was enough to surprise me and wave.
"Your attitude has changed lately. You seem to be deliberately avoiding. What was? Am I wrong?"
Yes, you are guilty! Why would you soar my heart if in reality you already have a wife?! Don't you think about my heart?! Is this really your character? Love to jump and break women's hearts?!
I feel like I want to scream like that. But, if he did, he would know my true feelings. He's gonna get bigger head. And it would destroy my pride.
"intentionally evaded? Yes, you could say that ...."
"So, are you really avoiding me? Why?" The man took a step forward, intimidating me. But I can't be afraid. This is the time of determination. My attitude now, will probably determine our attitude in the future.
"Because .... I have a heart to take care of." I took a step back as natural as possible. Trying to be relaxed. "Too familiar with the opposite sex, whoever it is, will break his heart."
"For that, in the future, I hope we can maintain the attitude by not crossing the boundaries. To keep our partner's feelings."
The atmosphere of the room became quiet.
"I think my explanation is enough. Can I go out, now?"
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