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It's a boring job
Tonight suddenly the little-nosed man invited me to dinner outside. Though I just asked for cotton candy to the owner of thick eyebrows. Ah, let him buy it and I can eat it tonight.
I was a little bit troubled choosing a dress. From how many tens of dresses I tried, still confused about what color to wear.
Ten minutes later, I dropped the choice on a knee-length peach dress combined with high heels of the same color. Iris my eyes glanced at the circular black watch, then hurriedly descended to the ground floor using the elevator. My room is on the third floor, and I'm pretty exhausted going up and down the stairs.
The elevator door opened, and I entered and closed the body to the elevator wall. It didn't take long for the elevator to clink, and I came out when I saw a pair of brown neutrals waiting. My tiny body was approaching a few meters towards him.
“Kakak, long wait,”
“Not yet,” he replied casually, the corner of his lips was pulled to form a line of smiles that made me melt. He is getting handsome with a beige semi-formal suit as well as loafer shoes.
Then he took me out, and I complied. The sound of heels echoed as my feet stepped on the marble floor. The lips that I had polished the pink lipstick were also smiling knots.
I got into the latest European car when the little-nosed man opened the door. Then he drove around the car and got into the bench next to me. I was sitting sweetly with the seat belt attached, while the man drove his car at an average speed.
During the trip I was more silent, the man glanced at me for a moment. Maybe he found it strange I was suddenly quiet, while the rhythm of my heart was beating faster than usual and I squeezed my finger.
My eyeball glanced at the circular black watch. Seven o'clock is twenty, which means I'm on the highway for twenty minutes. Where would a little-nosed man take me, but I didn't ask much out of nervousness. Maybe he likes me?
The smell of citrus was inhaled as I took a deep breath. I saw the man sitting next to me still focusing straight ahead, occasionally I was blown away by the curves of his perfect face. He is getting cool with his semi-formal suit and serious attitude when driving.
Fluorescent light in the roadside lights make the streets bright, and clearly visible cars outside. I was busy counting the number of motorbikes and cars passing through the windshield, then turned my eyes to the woman wearing a brown sweater walking with big strides on the sidewalk.
The classical music in the car breaks the quiet atmosphere, we just chat as necessary. I was too nervous, while the man was seen memorizing the path to the destination. He focused on driving, sometimes I steal glances to see his handsome face.
The air in the car was cold, not imagining how it was outside the car, and luckily I was carrying a sweater. Actually I was hoping that the guy would give me his suit, like the Korean drama I watched.
“You are more silent, why?”
“Hahs. Uh, no,” I turned my head then said nervously.
The guy chuckles, “Funny you, what a gala,”
I just grin.
“You are beautiful tonight,” he continued when he glanced at me at a glance.
The hue of my face immediately reddened, but felt relieved that my efforts to sit for long in front of the mirror were not in vain. I deliberately polish the blouse on pink to make it brighter as well as thick mascara and brown eye shadow on my eyelids.
“Still,” I said slowly.
Five minutes passed, and the man stopped his car at a luxury restaurant in South Jakarta. I got off after opening the seat belt, then stepped gracefully into the restaurant with Daffan.
I was amazed to see a thick interior with a European atmosphere. There are beautifully arranged wooden interiors, and mini chandiliers hanging on each table.
The smell of delicious cuisine seduces me so much when sitting on a bench next to glass. I sat face to face so I could stare at her beautiful smile, let alone the slightly dim atmosphere here that seemed like a romantic dinner in France.
Some of the food ordered by Daffan is served on the table ranging from appetizer, main course to dessert. I had swallowed my saliva to see such tempting food, and then immediately ate it slowly.
“His food-slows,” he said with a smile looking at me who was eating voraciously.
“Hehe, good run out,” I said later.
“Are you happy?”
I looked up, then nodded my head, “That's why you ate out?”
“Yes, I think you need a new atmosphere to forget your problems,”
I grimaced, a little disappointed at being too hopeful. I thought the man was starting to put his heart on, but again I had to be self-conscious. The man only considers me a guest, nothing more.
“Why?”
“Ehm, no,” I said before continuing to eat.
"You're prettier to smile, don't think of them anymore,"
"Yes, brother," I said after chewing the food. What I thought was not them, but the man I was having dinner with.
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Delon's car was out in front when me and the man got home. We walked into the room that smelled of lavender, it looked quiet there were only a few servants who cleaned the room. They smiled warmly as they passed me, then I looked for Delon.
“I want to go to Delon's room,” my goodbye before heading to the elevator.
“You missed him,” his god by raising his eyebrows next to his.
I smiled stiffly, "There's something I'm picking up,"
"Kirain has missed," he chuckled.
"No,"
"Alright, I'll stop teasing you" he said after glancing at me. While I could only curse myself, how could I possibly think he would declare love. Ah, what a fool.
Then I walked a few meters away from the man. Then get into the elevator and go up to the second floor.
My footsteps echoed as I exited the elevator and stepped on the second floor, I knocked on the door of the room with a gold paint finish.
“Delon,” call me hard while knocking on the door.
A minute passed, and the man's head poked out from behind the slightly opened door, “What's the matter?”
I snorted in annoyance, “Let me in,”
The man in the blue shirt opened the door and let me in, and soon I might drop my tired body onto the white sofa arranged lengthwise in his room.
“Where is my cotton candy?” tagihku.
Delon frowned after observing my look that was so totality today, “Come out,”
“It sucks, you promised, right?” sahutku pouting.
“There is in the trash,” he said after pulling my hands rough to get out.
I stomped my feet against the marble floor in his room, then snorted in annoyance, “Why did you throw it away?”
“Come out,” her orders after successfully bringing my body out of the room, then she slammed the door hard.
“Delon,” I shouted behind the door while banging on the door of his room.
“What the hell was with him, did he get caught on the road,” muttered me before breezing away.
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