The Love That Is Taken

Boss and Secretary Eat Both

“You didn't say anything back then!”

“Because you are in a hurry,”, Eric tried to explain. “You don't seem to like seeing me either. I let you go.”

Karin fell for a while. He doesn't know what to say. Suddenly his phone rang and he saw the writing of Boss Jonathan on his screen. Immediately received the phone call.

“Halo, Mr Jon?”

“Sorry to interrupt, Karin. But our meeting will start in ten minutes. Can you come to the meeting room immediately? On the second floor. You can ask the security guard in the lobby if confused.”

“Siap, Sir. I'll be there soon. Thank you.”

Karin turned off her phone. Then he turned back to Eric and said, “Sorry, I have to come to the meeting now.”

“Alright, I also have to go back to the office. May I ask for your new mobile number, Rin?”

The girl let out a long sigh and said firmly, “I'm sorry you were tricked by Emma. Even I was stupid to believe his lies. But that doesn't change the fact that you slept with him when we were both still in a relationship.”.

“I was really khilaf back then. I'm sorry.”

“I've forgiven you a long time ago, Ric. But I can't trust you anymore. So.have it. Just explain everything. Please.leave me alone.”.

The apparently hard-hearted girl then got up and left her former lover who looked limp at her words just now. Our relationship is over, Eric, Karin said calmly in her heart. Don't you ever nullify me again. My feelings for you are gone and it will never come back….

***

The meeting with the property marketing division was completed at one noon. The hour of rest that was supposed to be exactly twelve noon was pushed back by Jonathan by an hour. As compensation, the director treated all employees in the office with lunch packages sent to the office. Everything was financed personally by the boss and Karin who was in charge of ordering it.

“Wah, thank you very much, Mr. Jon,” said Albert, head of marketing who met with Karin and his boss at the property exhibition the other day. His men took turns saying the same sentence. Jonathan smiled broadly and said he was very pleased with the outcome of today's meeting. Hopefully the marketing team will improve its performance and if it reaches the target there will be an additional bonus at the end of the year. Cheers grew louder until finally the number one man in the company bailed to return to his office in the paint factory.

“Please bring two boxes, Karin,” pinta Jonathan while pointing towards the remaining lunch package.

“Good, Sir.”

“Iya, Carin. For you and Mr. Jon,” said Albert chimed.

Jonathan smiled widely and then stepped up to leave the marketing team still enjoying lunch in the meeting room. Karin followed behind him. While walking he called his boss' driver to pick them up immediately at the lobby doorstep. Several people who passed by them greeted Jonathan and thanked him for his treaties.

When they arrived at the lobby, Jonathan's pitch-black luxury car stood by at the entrance. The driver as usual opened the car door for Karin and her boss. Once they were all in the car, Jonathan asked for a box of food from Karin and asked the driver, “Have you had lunch?” ask the big boss is friendly.

“Already, Sir,” replied the driver was polite.

“Then make a backup if you want to eat again,”, Jonathan said while offering a food box he held.

“Thank you, Mr. Jon.”

Jonathan nodded and turned to his secretary. “That one is for Bu Rosa,” he said while giving a sign with the movement of his head.

“Now we go to lunch. I'm gonna eat some chicken. Can you eat cropping?”

Karin nodded and replied, “No problem, Sir.”

“Ok. Come sir, we now go to my favorite chicken-picking restaurant,” pinta the boss to his driver.

“Siap, Mr. Jon,” said the driver while running the car at standard speed.

***

“Wuih, not much of it, sir? Later abdominal pain, you know,” cetus Karin worried. He himself ate only a little sambal. It is also mixed with sweet soy sauce. Unlike the boss who sambilnya a lot without any additions.

“My stomach is immune, Rin. Hehehe...,” Jonathan replied chuckling as he ate his meal by hand.

He is a big boss, but not jaim at all, the secretary commented inwardly. Eating rice and chicken by hand in front of their own employees. Much different from my previous boss whose company is not as big as Mr. Jonathan but keep his image extraordinary.

“Why are you looking at me like that, Karin? I'm greedy, if I eat? Hehehe...,” asked the director while laughing amusedly. The girl in front of him was embarrassed. His cheeks until red. His boss saw him.

“Ma..sorry, Sir. That's not what I mean.”

“Nothing, really. I am a big fan of chicken, especially in this restaurant. The patch is steady!”

Karin smiled and continued eating. Then he heard the leader again blabbering, “In addition to the chicken penyet, I also like meat and rawon soto for local cuisine. If the cuisine outside, yes like ramen the other day eat the same you in the mall.”

“Iya, Sir.”

“But in retrospect I may be his hobby of eating, deh. Especially if it tastes spicy. So much fun!” cerocos Jonathan is non-stop. He did feel comfortable every time he talked to his secretary. Karin always listened to him patiently and not infrequently chuckled in response to his jokes. The man felt appreciated.

“Oya, you seem to be a match, same Eric. Meet often unplanned.”

Karin snorted and suddenly realized that she was dealing with her boss. Close his nose and mouth immediately. “Sorry, Sir. I'm not polite,” she said shyly.

Jonathan laughed at hearing it. “Then I now eat with my hands in front of you while chatting like this politely, no?” askalanya.

“Yaaa.., I'm my boss. Want to behave anyway I have no right to complain.”

“Oh, so? So if I behave improperly the same you are also okay?”

“Not exactly how, Sir?”

Jonathan was confused himself now. Ah, what kind of chatter is this? No quality, he cetus in his heart. Then the big boss immediately switched the conversation.

“I if again eat crochet do prefer to use hands. It tastes better. It just depends who is eating the same. If the same people who are close to me like Bu Rosa, Bastian, Mimin., I'm used to it.”.

“Means I now belong to the category of people close to the Father, dong?”