The Love Never Loses

Chapter 13 The Feelings

Beautiful looking alone.

“What call is right, why did he ask me to think about it. If I think about the word “Pak” is right with its nature. He is authoritative, disciplined, hard, cold and indifferent. Or I call him secretary Iqbal, yes right, I have found. “Tuan” call it very precisely.” A wide smile lined up on the lips of Beautiful after being chosen one proper word for Denny.

“Krekk,” sounds Beautiful belly voice.

“Ih, this is the stomach is easily hungry. Oh yes, this morning I only ate a little, so now I feel hungry. Fortunately, I brought home all the food. So I'm not starving like I was last night, waiting for Mr. Denny to come home and my stomach is filled. Hi.hi.hi.hi.., I'm getting used to calling him “tuan.” Lovely feel funny yourself with her attitude.

Beautiful already arranged various types of food in the dish neatly and put on the table.

“Hemm fragrant, patient Beautiful. All will definitely go into the stomach.”

His eyes slowly observed and his hands began to pick up some food.

“A long time ago I wanted to eat this, it sure feels steady,”

Beautiful face beaming at the food that was in front of him. He also began to eat as he wished.

“Bismilbornrohmanirrohim, Delicious hemm.” Lovely slowly swallow the food inside the mouth and enjoy it.

“I have to eat a lot, my energy drained because of that terrible event. Out of this place later, I should look healthy and strong.” Gumam Indah on the sidelines eating it.

After eating and cleaning dirty dishes, Beautiful to the living room. Feeling bored, his hand grabbed the tv remote and turned it on.

“There is no phone, at least I can find out the news out there by menonotn tv,” Ujar Indah alone.

“What, today is Sunday? As I recall, last time was at the office Monday,”

Beautifully counting her fingers, she only realized that she had been in Denny's apartment for six days.

“Oh Lord, let me out of this apartment.” Beautiful speech swept his face with both hands.

Beautiful back lying on the bed. He was bored of not being able to do anything. He misses the office atmosphere, his best friend Yanti and Hendrik jokes. A shadow of his brother Dino appeared. Uninvited clear water flowed down his cheeks.

“So, how are you out there, hope you're safe.” Isak Indah recalled the memories of her brother's face that was full of bruises and bruises.

I don't feel like time is going on, it's night. It was beautiful looking out the window. The lights look beautiful from the apartment. It's beautiful to breathe deeply.

“Until when to be here, why doesn't Mr Denny let me go home?”

It's wonderful to think of a way for Denny to let him go home. She doesn't feel good in this apartment.

“How will it be later, if news spread, Director Denny Prasetyo owner of a famous television company keeps a gadia in his private apartment.”

That word is in the heart. He could not imagine the embarrassment Denny and himself would experience. People do not know that they do nothing and also do not have a special relationship.

“I have to be able to get out of this apartment, any way and the risk,” whisik Indah.

After tired of thinking, Beautiful sat on the sofa waiting for Denny not yet home. Lovely to lay her body and close her eyes until she falls asleep.

The night goes on, Denny has arrived at the apartment with Iqbal. Open the door and together they step in. Denny's eyes looked at the beautiful body asleep on the sofa. Slowly he approached and crouched down looking at Beautiful face. Gently she fluttered, Beautiful black long hair, covering her face, behind her ears.

“My heart is racing looking at his face. My mind also became unsettled. What happened to me Bal?” Lirih Denny felt her heart was not calm when she was with Indah.

“You are already in love with him,” Reply Iqbal casually answer Denny's question.

Iqbal smiled at Denny. Just this time Denny was honest about his feelings in front of others. Iqbal had seen Denny fall in love before. But because of the hurt, Denny always shut himself down if there are women who approach. She judged women were only interested in money and did not sincerely like it. The assessment is not without reason. Because he once loved a girl, then left after getting some money from his mother.

Denny cradled Indah into the room and placed her slowly on the bed. Covering her body with a blanket up to her chest.

As he stepped outside, Denny heard something and stopped his steps.

“Pak, let me go home. I promise I'll take care of myself.” Beautiful murmuring in sleep.

Denny just stared flatly at the beautiful face. Slowly Beautiful hair dielus Denny, then stepped outside the room. Iqbal watched Denny's attitude to sit on the sofa.

“Until when is Beautiful here?” tanya Iqbal worries about the consequences of holding a girl instead of a static wife.

“Until he is completely safe,” Denny replied as was. The worry haunts him to take Lovely away.

“It is not good too long he was here, our people reported, if Mr. Jung's man appeared several times,”

“Mama always meddles in my affairs, until when is mama so?" Denny's complaining let out a heavy sound.

“The boy is just in case, because you are the only son of Mr. Prasetyo's heir,"

“Well, I am also human, want to freely choose and like. All this time I've been holding back for keeping my mom feeling,”

“How else, the name Hanna has flowed in the blood of the mistress,”

“I can't love her, she's already considered my sister. Mama knew that a long time ago,”

“The only way, Hanna you have to convince,”

“How to?”

“Ahk..my head is dizzy Bal, I want to take a shower. You can go home now,”

Denny got off the couch and walked over to his room. Seeing the desperate Denny, Iqbal went home.

Beautifully awakened from her sleep, she felt something strange.

“I was lying on the sofa, why can it be here now?” beautiful whispers observing the room.

Beautiful thoughts instantly imagined something frightening. He glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. Time indicates midnight.

“Pak Denny has not yet returned, is this apartment haunted?” beautiful Gumam.

“How about this, myself. What am I supposed to do? What is it?” It was beautiful to see a shadow passing by the door of her room.

Beautiful body was trembling, she was extremely frightened. Beautifully pull the blanket to cover the entire body up to his head.

“Krekk,” heard the sound of the door wide open.

“Yes God, help me. Don't hurt me again,”

Beautiful getting scared, she covered her mouth afraid of making a sound.

Something felt holding his body.

“Ahhhhh, pleaseggg,” Exquisite shout.

“Hey, relax. It's me,” said Denny.

“Please, don't leave me alone, I'm afraid.” Lovely hugging Denny.

“Hey, you are safe, no one is bothering you. I will always take care of you.” Denny gently stroked her beautiful hair trying to calm down.

Moments later, Indah wakes up in Denny's arms.

“Sorry, forgive me,” Lovely pushed her body free from Denny's embrace.

“You've done well now?” Denny looked at the beautiful face inside.

“Iya Sir, I'm already okay,” replied Indah.

“It seems, you didn't do what I asked, instead you thought of the non-no,”

“What have I done?” tanya Beautiful did not understand.

“I ask you to rest and think of the right call. But it didn't. You think of the weird and still call with words that I don't like.” Denny looked at her beautiful face.

“No, I have found the right word,” reply Beautiful full of confidence if he has chosen the right post.

“Good, then mention,” Denny waiting for response Beautiful impatient.

“Master,” Reply Beautifully Short.

“I don't like, your choice is still wrong,” Reply Beautifully not as he wishes.

“I have thought, that word is the most appropriate,” Indah still insist with his choice

“I don't like that call,”

“But secretary Iqbal..”.

“Are you Iqbal?”

Lovely just shaking his head at Denny's words.

“Think, I'm waiting for him now,” Denny looks into Beautiful eyes.

“I don't know,” Reply Beautifully in doubt.

“Call “Mas”, I like that word,”

Beautiful bengong heard Denny's speech. He did not expect a director of his leadership to ask himself to be called "Mas".

"Isn't it wrong? I'm not his subordinate, "Mas" it's appropriate that he's my girlfriend is not my boss, Indah Indah argued and her head shook her head.

"Already, don't think much, do as I ask," Denny smiled seeing the beautiful reaction.

“Good Sir, I mean Mas,” Indah still awkwardly pronounce it.

“OK, you should get used to calling with “Mas”, rest.”

Denny walked up and walked out of the room. Smiles still adorn his face. Beautifully speechless and fixated on looking at Denny's back body.