The Winged Angel

Chapters. 80

The second week Dea worked at the insurance company that he began to feel a lot of pressure. Both physically and physically. This morning when he arrived, Tika immediately told him to buy breakfast. In the office, there is an OB on duty. Dea could not argue, however he was still just working there. 

"This is brother Tika's order," Dea thrusts a pack of lotek in front of Tika.

Without saying thank you, Tika picked up and passed into the pantry. Dea could only throw a rough breath, I don't know what made Tika so dislike him.

Dean who had just come to see Dea was sitting daydreaming in his chair. The man approached Dea.

" Baaa,," Dean surprised Dea.  The girl gasped in shock, she snorted in annoyance and hit Dean's arm.

"Opaan anyway,"dear Dea.

" You're a day - a daydreaming morning" Dean scooped up as he leaned against the table.

Dea sighed softly, her face looking gloomy instantly.

" Why doesn't everything go so easily, there's always a trial" Dea complained.

Dean rubbed his chin. He smiled faintly. 

"If everything goes well, we don't know how the struggle feels." Dean tried to comfort Dea, though he didn't know what made the girl moody this morning.

" I'm tired of fighting, but still fate always plays me," Dea put her face on the table.

Dean's innermost corner of his heart throbbed, for some reason feeling empathetic to Dea. But not empathy as a fellow human being, there are other feelings that he feels. Dean had no idea what that feeling was. His hand stretched out to touch Dea's head, but when it almost touched Dea's head, Dean pulled it back. He prefers to pat the girl's shoulder gently.

" Have you had breakfast,?" ask Dean.

 Dea nodded back without a sound. Dean glanced at the clock, it was time for them to go out to work.

" No need to be moody, dong spirit. We walk now, easy - hopefully today can be a lot of customers so that they can get bonuses," said Dean.

Dea nodded her head. 

" All right, but I'm going to the toilet first." 

" Okay, I'll wait outside, yeah,"

Dean left, while Dea went to the toilet first. After urinating, suddenly Dea's stomach becomes mules. He went back into the closet. 

While struggling to remove waste from his large intestine arrived - suddenly Dea heard the footsteps of people entering the toilet. 

"Eh, I've noticed that you're very excited about the new kid, too," 

" Who's ,Dea,?" 

Dea gasped at the sound of Tika and Sari chatting outside. Something that was almost nimbly in its path suddenly receded when Dea heard his name called. As soon as his mouth went away, Dea gulped roughly at his saliva. 

" Yes, I often see you snatch him and tell him,"

" I don't know, I'm less srek ma tu kid. Which makes me wonder, why he can be accepted to work here, even though he is a High School graduate, where the value is bad again," said Tika without knowing the person he was talking about hearing it.

" Do you know where she graduated from High School,?" 

" I accidentally saw her application file yesterday in the file storage room,"

" It would be nice to look young, but Mas Andra is also a high school graduate, you know,"

 " Yes, but Mas Andra is smart, now he is going to college at UT,"

Dea's chest rumbled, perhaps this was not the first time he had heard people talking about it. But still he's not used to it. Dea pressed the water button, then went back to fixing her pants. 

Tika and Sari looked at each other, they thought only the two of them were in the toilet. Tika's face turned crimson, as Dea emerged from behind the closet door.

Dea threw a stiff smile, then passed out from there feeling unwary.

" Duh, how is it," said Sari felt bad.

" Let's just say the facts, anyway" Tika replied hiding her anxious feelings. He was afraid that later Dea would complain to Mr. Bagas.

" Let's go" Dea got on Dean's bike. 

Without much questioning Dean started to turn on his bike. 

After driving away from the office building, Dean arrived - suddenly pulled over his motorbike in a park. 

" Why stop here,?" ask Dea flat.

" Come down first" Dean ordered.

Not arguing, Dea's coming down. Dean also went down and stepped towards one of the park chairs. 

" Sit here first" Dean waved his hand.

Dea approached and sat down. He was increasingly clueless with Dean's attitude.

" Please start crying" said Dean.

Dea glanced and looked at Dean.

" You tried to hold back your tears, right,? I don't know what makes you sad, but it hurts more to be held back, so just get it out. I'll wait for you to finish," 

Dea stunned. She didn't expect Dean to say that to her. Dea's eyes returned to glass. 

Dea soon got up from her seat, she slightly moved away so that Dea would not feel ashamed to cry nearby. He stood behind Dea. Before long Dean's ears began to hear Dea's sobs.  Dean slightly turned his head to glance at Dea.

The girl was crying. Dean breathed heavily, he could not bear to see Dea crying like that but he was more heartless as Dea tried to hold back her tears. Dean reached into the handkerchief from his pocket, he turned around and approached Dea.

Dea did not realize that she had cried until a moment, she really let out all the tightness in her chest through her tears. Her crying came to a slight halt as Dean handed her a handkerchief. 

Without saying, he took the handkerchief and wiped his tears. Not only that Dea also threw his snot in Dean's handkerchief. 

" That's a badass, that's what," muttered Dean staring at the disgust of his handkerchief.

No more tears came out. Dea feels a lot better. His mind is more relaxed. 

" It's crying, huh,?" ask Dean.

Dea pursed her lips while raising an annoyed look . Dean commented a smile, subconsciously stroking Dea's head.

" I'm sorry" Dean said, aware of his attitude that crossed the line.

Dea did not care much, instead he felt his feelings suddenly warmed up. He remembered when Dion would often do that to him.

" Now" Dea returned Dean's handkerchief.

Dean stared at the handkerchief disdain as he pressed his shoulders.

" For you, it has got your snot," 

Dea gave a small laugh, darting in her head wanting to prank Dean. Dea continued to thrust the handkerchief at Dean. The man stepped back until his body hit the tree trunk. 

" Dea, " Dean snapped as he began to be cornered.

Dea laughed. Seeing Dea laughing, Dean pulled the corner of his lips. But when Dea looked back at him he immediately put on a fierce face.

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