The Secret Match of the Great Lord

Two hearts

In a room on the second floor of the modern minimalist house, the lights are still visible indicating that the owner of the room is still awake from the charm of the night.

After returning from the office he decided to go home to his parents, including for three weeks he did not come home to visit his parents.

The distance is quite far that makes him forced to buy an apartment close to the office where he works, in addition to saving time, it also feels tiring if he has to go back and forth from home to office every day.

He had to spend at least three hours traveling each day, so he decided to find a place to stay that he could reach within an hour.

Nayla is a personal assistant company SADIKA GROUP who managed to steal the heart of his own boss, but he never knew that his boss was storing his taste in him.

Nayla sat on her laptop, she couldn't sleep, she tried to close her eyes repeatedly, but the sleepiness never came, he also opened his laptop to check back the report that tomorrow morning must be on his desk.

It was not without reason that he could not sleep, the incident had continued to swirl in memory, why he had gotten out of control asking about something that should not come out of his presumptuous mouth.

Nayla continues to curse herself who can make the atmosphere so awkward will be created when they meet tomorrow.

But no matter how hard he tried to forget that memory still will not disappear or change, he is also not someone who can turn time back.

So then....

Just face what will happen tomorrow, he already seems to have no face to look at his boss, maybe tomorrow he will apologize for his sassiness.

The laptop that was in his lap had been closed and put it on the table that was beside his bed, his hands outstretched on the phone that he had been silent since.

In his unlock password that is there, his finger scrolled looking for the gallery application on his phone and clicked it and opened many pictures there.

His fingers stopped at one photo that stole his attention, a picture of half a body filled the screen of his phone was showing a picture of someone who was enjoying the cool air of the mountains with a stretch of tea garden that spoiled the eyes.

The photo was stolen when they were on a business visit to one of the company branches not far from the tea plantation.

In his swipe the photo with all his soul and again the blood will rustle when his hand touches the photo.

'Why boss should you make me fall in love, when I already know that you will be paired with another woman, I really don't want to lose you but I also realize who I am' her inner self was turbulent in pain when she recalled the words of the Father from her Boss saying that her Boss would soon be engaged to a woman who was commensurate with their family.

Let him feel his time freely with his boss, free to enjoy the time and annoying requests from his boss that he will miss when his boss is married.

Why is this sick, my God.

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Even his dinner he left just like that he went straight out of his Apartment towards Nayla Apartment, the distance that was not too far made him even more eager to meet the woman.

Without changing her clothes, she pointed her car there, without waiting for long she directly climbed to the floor where Nayla's unit was located, until there he immediately opened the door after entering the password code of course.

The door opened wide there he entered and did not forget to close it back, he also headed to one of the rooms that had been his goal since. He opened the door slowly and only darkness greeted him.

The sleeping lamp on top of the drawer beside the bed was supposed to light up and found Nayla's calm, sleeping face, but what was this? Why didn't he find the woman who always teased his days.

Riyan was still thinking positively there maybe he forgot or deliberately did not turn on his sleeping lights, even Riyan turned on the main light in the room.

The dark room was now bright and he could clearly see that there was no one there he went to check the bathroom but again he had to swallow the disappointment because it seemed like Nayla was not it's right there.

More precisely not to go home to his apartment, then where he was now his steps did not give up just like that he walked to the side door of the main room, the same thing he felt with before.

The apartment was empty uninhabited then where she is now, or maybe she accidentally went home to her parents to avoid her.

He sat on the sofa with his frustrated face until the morning he was completely awake from his drowsiness, either because he had fallen asleep earlier or because his heart was restless.

Entering his study he immediately occupied his work chair, at the sight of the pile of maps so mountainous filled his desk, Riyan exhaled his breath, too much burden on his brain that.

At the end of the table he found a cup of milk coffee made by his personal assistant, meaning he was already in the office, then what is this is he doesn't even welcome her in the lobby or even in her den.

What the woman did this morning she still ignored, not even a short message she got from him.

Riyan who did not accept being ignored just stood up from his seat to his Assistant room, without knocking on the door first he just walked in, but the room was also empty.

What Nayla has not come then who made her coffee and the pile of maps if not from her personal assistant, she also returned to her own room with a stifled upset feeling.

He sat down holding his phone and wanted to contact the woman if he could not get to the office what the woman was doing he thought.

Not yet had he pressed the call button the sound of knocking on the door undid his intention.

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