The Young CEO's
A changeable nature.
Tok.dok...
"The master of food is ready." cried Dinda behind the door.
Eric walked up to his laptop and walked to the door to Dinda.
"Master's dinner's ready." After telling Eric, Dinda's back in the kitchen.
As usual, Eric stays alone, Dinda alone is in the kitchen finishing her work again.
After dinner, Eric returns to his study to continue the pending work.
Tonight Juna came home earlier than usual.
"Ma., Juna to the room first well." said Juna and then went from the middle room.
"Yeah."
Ting..
Hearing a message coming in, Juna opened up and took his cell phone over his bed after coming out of the bathroom.
"082********, that's Dinda's number." saw the contents of the message Juna immediately smiled.
Her thumb moving agilely had saved the number Dinda did not forget to send the first message.
"Hi!" Juna continued to look at his phone hoping to be answered quickly.
Long wait no reply Juna put his phone back.
"Has she been sleeping at this hour?" Juna looked at the new wall clock showing 19:55.
"Wait a minute to be answered too." Juna lay down his body next to his cell phone while remembering the incident this morning, where Dinda refused his hand.
"That girl makes me even more curious." Juna smiled to himself remembering the incident.
Dinda just entered her room after finishing cleaning the kitchen and some tasks that can be done tonight, so that tomorrow morning just cook.
Dinda grabbed her phone on the charger on her desk studying sitting, she checked her phone who knew there was a message coming in.
His eyes were fixed on the unknown number at the top.
"Who is he? where did you get my number?" Dinda rarely gives her number to people who she thinks are not very important, on her phone does not reach Fifty contact numbers.
Dinda put her phone back on and switched out to wash Eric's clothes. Eric forbids Dinda from washing her clothes using the washing machine, unless she washes the curtains and Eric gives her permission to use the washing machine.
Tok.dok...
"Why?" eric asked to open the door.
"Dinda wants to get your dirty clothes" he replied.
"You want to do the laundry last night?" setau Eric his mother never washed at night, he said he would catch a cold. Then why would this girl in front of him want to wash at night?
"Yya sir, Dinda's task is done" he replied again.
"Tomorrow, it's night" said Eric forbid Dinda, actually Eric just didn't want Dinda to get sick from washing clothes at night.
"But, sir, tomorrow Dinda has eight o'clock in the morning, it's late to wash up in the morning." Dinda clean hard want to do the task now, fearing tomorrow he was late in the lecture hours of the famous killer lecturer is very fierce.
"After you go home you wash the clothes, no need tonight, later you are sick I am again who bother to take care of you, I am lazy to take care of the sick!" Eric still forbids Dinda even with words that pedisnya.
"All right tomorrow then." said Dinda softly as she sighed.
"Go back to your room, it's night." Eric kicked it out.
"Without being told this, Dinda also wants to go" said Dinda who sounded as if she dared to argue with Eric.
"Dinda said she wanted to go to the room, it's nothing." Dinda stepped back as Eric stepped out of his room.
"Really??" Eric walked forward to squeeze Dinda's body towards the stairs.
"I-iyya Mr. Dinda has no other intention." Dinda turned to look behind him who was almost up towards the stairs.
"Akkhh" Dinda screamed as she turned back Dinda was so shocked that suddenly Eric's face was so close to hers.
Fortunately, Eric held his waist if it was not certain that Dinda would roll down.
"Don't yell, your voice is so distracting." They're still in the same position, Eric was so comfortable looking at Dinda's hazelnut-colored eyes, he thought it was so beautiful.
"Sir." Dinda took off her hand, which was hanging from Eric's neck.
"Sir." Dinda tried to call Eric once again.
Eric pulled Dinda's body and turned it over so that Eric was now in front of the stairs.
"Go to sleep!" Eric tells Dinda to return to her room after realizing that she started touching Dinda, even though he forbade Dinda from touching her.
"Yes, sir." Dinda ran a little from before Eric making him smile very thin.
Eric turned to look at Dinda who was still running small towards his room.
After arriving in his room Dinda immediately closed the door and leaned on the door of his room.
Dinda touched her beating heart even faster when she was interviewed by her killer lecturer.
"Hey stop beating, we're no longer in front of him." Dinda ruled her heart that had not stopped beating fast.
Dinda towards her thin mattress then started to lie down while wearing a blanket covering her entire body.
Ting...
Dinda opened the blanket up to the head area and then saw his phone that was lit indicating a message entered.
Dinda picked up her phone on the table and saw the unknown number that sent the message back.
"It's me, Juna you hit a few days ago." That's how the chat is.
Dinda remembered who Juna was.
"Oh you, Iyya I will not lose responsibility, I will pay immediately." Dinda replied to Juna's chat.
Seeing Dinda's message coming in made Juna smile to herself because doi had already replied to her chat.
" I didn't ask for the money anyway, it's nothing but the screen just broke, it's no big deal." This is the first time Juna sent such a long message it's because of Dinda.
"Sorry, I'll keep paying, Thank you." Dinda replied after a while.
"*It's up to you that it's important not to be burdened."
"Btw you save my number yah*.." fill in Juna's chat.
"Iyya thanks." replied Dinda then put back her phone without making a request Juna on her last message.
Dinda did not keep any male numbers except for her Father, Mr. Hasan and Eric. When it comes to Eric Dinda's number it's been a long time since later if there's anything important to tell Eric he'll just call him.
Dinda looked at the ceiling of the room while thinking about Eric's nature to him which is often fickle, sometimes good, sometimes scolding him to hurt him even often also said very painful.
"Do you have a boyfriend so you can hate me." guess Dinda Ngasal.
"Could he hate me because we're in a match so he can't be with his girlfriend." Long Dinda stared at the ceiling while thinking of Eric subconsciously she was already in her subconscious.
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