The Not To Be Regrettable

2. Barbie Live

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"Lake in!" sahut Lingga without taking his eyes off the files in front of him.

Shortly after, Will came in. Lingga realized the presence of his secretary, but he was still too focused on checking the files that needed to be signed by him.

"What's it gonna take, Will? Didn't you get permission to go home early? Why are you still here?"

"Anu, Boss..."

"Anyway!"

"Boss doesn't want to go home yet?" will asked doubtfully.

Linga chuckles. "Why? You're not good at coming home early?"

This man whose full name was Willdan Cahyono grimaced.

"No need to hesitate! You can go home first. After checking the file, I went straight home. You don't have to worry" said Lingga seriously.

"But the boss will come, right?"

"Where?" Lingga averted his eyes, looking at his secretary with a confused look.

"Bos forgot?"

Lingga thought for a moment while rubbing his chin then glanced at Will. "It seems," he said hesitantly. The young CEO of the online gaming company looked at his secretary questioningly.

"Yes God! Boss, I could've fired Mom if this boss kept going" Will lamented in frustration.

Compared to Will who looks frustrated, Lingga just chuckles casually. "Why are you afraid of getting fired by my mother, if in fact you work for me. My mother has no right to fire you, Will. You don't have to worry."

"But Boss..."

"Why? My mother fucked you?" The phallus stopped its activities and looked at Will.

Will looks in disbelief. "Bos really forget or pretend to forget anyway?"

The phallus simply replied to Will's question by shrugging both of his shoulders simultaneously. "Obviously I don't remember."

Will then clucked in annoyance. "Today the boss has to meet Willona" he said later.

"Who's Willona?" ask Lingga with a confused expression. He did not feel he knew the last name of the capital artist who he said had status as the ex-boyfriend of Farrel Bramanstya.

Will nodded in disbelief. "So the real boss forgot?"

The phallus was again busy with the file in front of him. "Hm."

"Boss!"

"Tell me who he is!"

"Willona's the woman you chose to be the Boss' future wife."

Lingga scratched his temple while nodding understandingly. "Yes, now I want to. You can go now."

"That's it?" will's protest was less like the boss' response.

Linga grunting. "Do you want me to respond how?" He then glanced at Will, "go home!" expel later.

"But the boss is coming, right?"

"Look at it later, Will," replied Lingga as if.

"Boss!!"

Linga looked at Will sharply while clucking. "I'm your boss, Will. Don't yell at me!"

"Boss," whined Will frustrated. Because he had promised Lidiya-mother Lingga-if he would make sure his boss came to the event that Lidiya had prepared.

The phallus tries not to care about Will's whining. He tried to focus on his files. But it seems like it was in vain, because Will continued to whine until finally Lingga gave up losing and agreed to come.

"You satisfied now, Will?" sindir Lingga with a stern tone.

"Very."

"Please go!" drive off Lingga once again.

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Barbie live. That's the first impression that can describe a woman named Willona-willona. Sweet-faced, smooth white skin, high plump, sharp nose, lips that are not too thick, long hair, and graceful. Willona wore a marron-red dress knee-length, her long hair was clamped in half then the rest she let down, adding to her graceful and sweet impression.

Not too bad. Inner Linga after finishing judging Willona's appearance. With a spontaneous gesture, Lingga stood up to greet Willona and pulled one of the chairs for the woman to sit on. Unostentatious. But enough to make Willona flattered.

"Thank you" Willona said with a smile.

Lingga smiled back while nodding, then sat back in his chair.

"We order a meal now?" ask Lingga, after sitting comfortably in his chair.

Willona replied with a nod of the head sign agreeing.

Without wasting any time, Lingga immediately raised his hand to call the maid. After they finished ordering they chatted while waiting for their order.

"What do you think of this matchmaking?" ask Lingga, start their conversation.

"I don't have a problem. You are quite handsome and well established. I'm a normal woman who wouldn't reject a man like you" Willona replied honestly.

The answer is beyond suspicion. Inner Lingga while mangguk-muk. Realistic and honest. Linga likes Willona's attitude. Looks mature and also elegant. Not too bad. But still he is not interested in more relationships.

"You yourself? Do you mind?"

"Actually not so."

"But?"

The phallus had to hold its answer because the waiter came to deliver their order. The atmosphere was silent afterwards, because Lingga chose to enjoy his Medium Rare Steak first, rather than directly answering Willona's curiosity.

"You haven't answered my question, Lingga."

"I knew. We better eat first," said Lingga instructions Willona to immediately eat Tenderloin Steak.

However, instead of according to Willona just grunt and lean his back on the chair.

"You're rejecting me?" guess Willona looks hurt.

"Why do you think that?" The phallus rests its back on the chair.

"If you accept this match, you will definitely say that you don't mind. But what you're doing now isn't. Especially if it's not because you rejected me."

Linga smiled while nodding in amazement. This woman turned out to be quite sensitive as well.

"You're smart enough" praised Lingga without feeling guilty and went back to eating his steak.

"That means?!" willona doesn't understand completely.

"Yes, according to your assumptions just now."

Willona's self-esteem seems to be trampled. It's so fucking rude of this guy.

"Fuck," Willona said, "unfair!" he left the table just like that.

Lingga let out a short sigh, his gaze then turned to Willona's Tenderloin Steak which the woman had not even touched at all. He then grabbed his phone which was deliberately placed next to his plate. Tinker for a while and put the phone back to its original place. He then ate his Medium Rare Steak.

After the steak ran out, Will came with a slightly dull breath.

"What's the matter, boss?" will asks when he finds his boss sitting alone.

Linga sipped her red wine with awe, then lifted her chin. Instruct his secretary to sit in the chair in front of him. With a slightly puzzled expression, Will still sat his butt in the chair.

"What does this mean, boss?" will didn't understand.

"I'll buy you dinner today. Although not your taste, but Tenderloin Steak can be enjoyed by everyone. So, yeah, eat it."

The phallus wiped the tip of his lips with a napkin, then stood up.

"People can think we're a gay couple if I'm still sitting here. So, I just wait in the car. You enjoy your dinner, and then you can go home."

After saying that, Lingga immediately left Will who was dumbfounded.

"Astagfireullah! I didn't even know it was a fortune or a calamity" Will grumbled before grabbing his fork and knife. He had gone all the way out of his blind date just for the sake of Tenderloin Steak which was even getting cold. Oh, my God, that's right.

Tbc,