Single Boss Storage
25Water on Talas Leaves!
Previously in the Presidir's office, Noegha was feeling unusually upset. Even though he had almost a week of being drunk with Moura. The arrival of her ex-husband was beyond her control. She did not expect Moura to still be able to get on good terms with the man Moura previously looked dislikeful of.
"Cialaaan!! You think you are Moura!!" swear Noegha felt his pride fell when he knew the sign of love in Moura's body had very clearly confirmed what had happened to his woman with her ex-husband. His heart really hurt knowing this. Accepting the status of Moura who is a single child widow is not a problem for him. It's just that the woman is still in very close contact even too intimate to make herself unable to mentolelirnya.
Geck... Geck... Geck...
"Lake in!"
His private secretary walked into the room, his forehead wrinkled as he looked at his cousin's tangled face. "I've seen these few days you're not with Moura?" shaveera asked without permission, and the woman sat down before Noegha sneered.
"Do not care about my situation!" noegha answered Shaveera's question.
"I don't care, I'm just kepo." he said flatly made Noegha even more upset.
"I fired you for a long time HAH!" aspersion Noegha.
"Hihi, that's sewot... Btw, this is your target woman's test." Shaveera put down a few sheets of answer paper and the final assessment of the personnel team.
"Ga thought, his brain was so brilliant his IQ and EQ was above average. It's a pity if it ends up being a Clerk or your secretary!" praise Shaveera who made Noegha interested and check the file in front of him.
The pride slipped in the recesses of her soul, not expecting this time she liked such a smart woman and her bonus was so beautiful. Usually the women who approach him are just a group of socialite women with big mouths and a loud empty barrel sounds. Just relying on their makeup and body became an important asset in luring Noegha. Noegha is also not the kind of fine man he has also tasted whichever woman he wants. Of course, with safety, she did not want to get caught up in the game of women thirsty for material and social status. For Noegha, such a woman deserves to be a mere toy, used when needed and thrown away when useless.
"So don't use him to replace me?" tanya Shaveera broke her big boss' daydream.
"Yes, it's only been three months, right?" sahut Noegha again confirmed.
"If you want to thank me for an extra month, I'll gladly accept!" rayu Shaveera.
"Your home!!" aspersed Noegha sarcasm. "Oh yeah try you check, Mr. Rizal didn't you file for retirement in the next two months?" noegha asked seriously towards Shaveera.
"Hm... What's for?" shaveera asked back then without being made clear she understood.
"Haha, dasaaar! The outside is pretentious not to care about the inside giving the best for the sake of ayang!" tease Shaveera on Noegha.
"You're from here right now!!" maki Noegha was furious at his cousin who always invited him to fight.
"Wlee..." Shaveera stuck her tongue out at Noegha proof she wasn't afraid of snapping her cousin's sister. "The school declares your love to be a child before another. I saw him this morning among other people." Shaveera's goda was heating up Noegha. Without saying Noegha already knew it, his mood was broken again because he was hit by a jealous attack.
"Huh... I shot him from the beginning but he refused," said Noegha, laying down his body in the seat of his greatness.
"BUAHAHAHAHAHA.." Shaveera laughs when she hears it. "A NOEGHA ADNIAKHA BAGASKHARA rejected by a widow?! HAHAHAHA" Endless Shaveera taunts her cousin's sister. Because he knew among his other brothers Noegha was the best. The man only dared to bully himself without actually committing any violent acts on him.
"I'm upset, why does she still want to eat the sweet talk of her ex-husband anyway! If that's why should divorce try?!" noegha complained that he was using his time to confide in Shaveera. He needs a sharing partner now. Michel is being assigned out of town, he lives to have Shaveera as a sharing friend.
"Relations... Waita... Waita... You know the man is her ex-Husband?" shaveera asked in surprise.
"Hm... You don't usually complain like this! Aren't you Kang Nikung? Well, unless you're not serious about Moura!" Shaveera is back to heat up Noegha.
DEG!
"Heh, I don't know... I felt I had to start learning to respect my women's decisions" Noegha said, staring blankly ahead, as Shaveera opened her mouth wide. "He's really different from the others, he's strong on the outside but instalments on the inside! Haha..." Just thinking back to how he spent the week with Moura, Noegha's mood improved. He recalled how they left together, joking at breakfast and dinner, and often they went through the streets singing together without hesitation and embarrassment. During these two days he had truly lost his spirit.
"Well, you take it easy it's not my problem. HAHAHAHA!" ejek Shaveera is back.
"Bang*sat... Go sanaaa!!" as if Noegha was upset.
"A little advice, love is a struggle, it's an easy escape!" cibir Shaveera got up from his chair. "Yes the name also lives many trials and obstacles... That much laundry is called Laundry-an!" cananda Shaveera shows her annoying face. Noegha did not answer again he showed the middle finger with emotion in front of Shaveera who was responded with the protrusion of his cousin's tongue.
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As the saying goes, Like water on a taro leaf, Moura does not hold firm. This time she returns the road along with her ex-husband so affectionate, a classic excuse that she believes is just to take Qilla on a walk together. As with their newly agreed commitment, for the sake of Qilla they will remain biological parents in the presence of their daughter.
Moura was sullen in the arms of Raffa, her daughter in a stroller and driven by Raffa. The man is so happy at the moment. He wanted so much to stop time, to enjoy this kind of togetherness that he wanted all along.
"Love you Bee." said Raffa kissing the head of Moura. Moura was so touched, she could only develop her smile answering her ex-husband's love statement. 'I hate to admit I still have that feeling. It's just...' Moura threw away her face hiding the uneasiness of her heart. Raffa noticed he was clasping Moura's hand tightly. The two went back for a walk around one of the famous Mall in Batam.
Unbeknownst to both of them was another male figure who was clenching his hands with an overwhelming feeling of jealousy at this moment.
"Owh, it's only natural that doi is still sullen spoiled that cake. The lake is handsome!" shaveera's great-grandson to Noegha, whose face was turning red.
"Shut up!" aspersion Noegha. "We'll see, I'll make sure Moura falls in love with me against that jerk!" immediately exit the mall area.
This afternoon Shaveera whines between the streets, and sees her labor needs. Noegha is forced to follow Shaveera's wishes, her husband being no automatic she is mandated to look after and accompany Shaveera as long as Michel is not there.
"Wait wooi!" pekik Shaveera is upset that Noegha is staying. "Haiissh this is it, ah I've come home in a taxi!" Shaveera doesn't care if she rushes to push her shopping trolly and unintentionally now her visibility is very close to where Moura and Raffa are.
Raffa felt his phone vibrate, immediately he answered the call that contacted him. "Just a moment, dear..." Raffa kissed Moura's forehead as usual and answered the call coming from his special assistant.
"Hello... Hm?" Raffa finally decided to stay away from Moura.
Moura looked at the back of her ex-husband. "Should we stay away like that? Girl must!" gerutu Moura was upset. "Issh why I took care of him, how I feel to be his mistress... Huh!!" Moura immediately pushed the stroller and asked Qilla to find what she would buy for her daughter's needs.
"Hmmm... Bener also said Noegha, if it looks so fine why should we part?" muttered Shaveera noticed Moura's whereabouts. "Moura, I pray for you. Because once Noegha wants you, he won't give up! It could be him who will separate you from your ex-husband later..." Shaveera now continues her affairs and no longer meddles in the affairs of others.
To be continue...
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