Touch Me Slowly's

Touch Me Slowly's
Teledors



"This is the coffee, sir."


"Yes, put it there."


Inadvertently Sweet again spilled a glass of hot coffee on the sheet of documents that Mike was checking in the morning before that afternoon.


"Jeez Sweet....!" peekik Mike surprised.


"Can you be careful?!" he raised the important documents.


During his three days working as his personal assistant, Sweet has also spilled three times hot coffee on Mike's desk.


The man wanted to get angry and cursing but not until the heart saw Sweet who stood fearfully in front of him.


"Sorry, sir." said Sweet tightly linking her fingers.


Mike took a rough breath trying to be patient. Good thing beautiful if I don't, I've kicked Lo from here! Came in the heart.


"This is three times you made the same mistake, Nis. I, I told you. If the work is slow and careful, no one tells Lo to spit here!"


"I-yes, Sir. Sorry," said Sweet.


"This is how my important documents get corrupted, because of elo!"


Sweet eyes began to tear up, her heart ached as Mike began to snap at her with a loud voice.


He knows that he can never work well, maybe that's the reason until he's been fired for this long.


"Ambilin tisue spit!" mike's orders were anxious with Sweet who was even silent in his place.


The woman hastily cleaned up her torch on Mike's desk. Because of nervousness, Sweet accidentally dropped a picture frame of his superior there until it broke.


"God...!" Mike shocked and pulled Sweet away from his desk.


"Udah, don't do anything else. Just sit there!"


"But, sir."


"Sit down, Nis. Don't make me feel the same way!"


Sweet nodded and sat on Mike's couch. The man even cleaned up the damage caused by him. Maybe after this he will be fired, he murmured.


Finished cleaning, Mike sat down near Sweet and looked at her deeply.


"What do you really do, Nis?" tanyanya was desperate.


"I can eat, sir." Honestly Sweet.


"Jeez .. That's not what I mean, Nis. I mean besides making a riot like that, what else can you do?"


Sweet silence seemed to think. Mike was getting more and more anxious to see the behavior of the woman beside him. I've been biting Lo's lips for a long time, Nis!


"I can cook, sir." said Sweet after a long thought.


"What cooking?"


"Many, Sir. The most familiar home-cooked food, anyway."


"Tell?" ask Mike to make sure.


"Yes, Sir. I always cook at home."


"Yaudah, how about you cook now. I want to try some elo cuisine."


"Can you, sir?" This time it was Sweet's turn to ask making sure.


He did not want to be yelled at again by this man who ended up with his dismissal.


"Yes, all the ingredients are in the kitchen. Ask Bi Sutri, I also often cook the problem."


"That's how I cook first, sir."


"Yes, lunchtime is the same as me! We're not in the office anymore, are we?"


Sweet nodded smiling very sweetly, and passed leaving Mike's study at his house.


The man again felt his heart being made mad with that Sweet smile earlier. Jeez, soon I will definitely have heart pain if every day I see Sweet smile so that.


Mike rubbed his chest and got back up to sit at his desk. Seeing an important document that had been wet with coffee, Mike had to ask his secretary at the office to send him the document again. His job is growing again because of sweetness.


Mike looked up to take off the glasses he was wearing. "OK."


The two walked side by side to Mike's kitchen. Here the man lives alone, Mike has not lived with his family for a long time after being evicted by his stepmother a few years ago.


Some home-cooked dishes were seen on the table. Mike immediately felt his stomach churned asking in the contents.


"This is all Lo made?"


"Yes, Sir. Bi Sutri just told me where the food ingredients were."


"This much you cook yourself?" mike asked in disbelief.


"Yes, Sir. This is just a little, only three kinds of fish are the same two vegetables. I don't know what you like to eat, so just look at the ingredients in the kitchen well I've made everything."


Mike mangosteen pulled up a chair sitting in front of the dining table. Sweet quickly began to serve his boss was eating until the first bribe managed to make Mike surprised.


"It's really good, Nis." he was so cool feeding food.


"Good if you like."


"Mike, call me Mike, Nis. It's not working hours anymore. Sit here and I eat."


"That's okay, sir. I mean Mike. I'm easy, can eat later," refused Sweet is not good.


"Sit's just sitting, my friend" said Mike pulled Sweet sitting nearby.


"From now on you will always cook for me, and we will always eat together like this!"


"Aren't you pa-pa, Mike?"


"No pa-pa, that's it. Anyway every day you cook for me. If you need to move here, then you don't need to be far from the elo hostels!"


"Huh? No need, Mike. It's not good for people to live together."


"People? Is there anyone else here besides us? Bi Sutri, it only comes at eight in the morning until five in the afternoon. Not much alesan deh elo, Nis."


"But Mike"


"What did I say!" cut the man off quickly. "Just tomorrow Lo stay here with me, tonight ready just goods elo trus call me let me later pick up."


Sweet could not argue anymore seeing his superior so adamantly asking him to stay with him in this house.


The house that was three times much larger than the Sweet house did have quite a lot of rooms.


Mike lives alone and sometimes doesn't come home because he sleeps in a hotel with swans smelling of his gaze. Maybe after Sweet lives with him, Mike will often go home he thought.


"Lo's work here is just cooking for me and can't do anything else! Remember, just cook!" keep Mike reminded.


He did not want any more broken objects or spilled coffee. Sweet will be more controlled in work if only cooking just thought.


Evidently from how the kitchen looks fine, and good food on the table. Maybe Sweet talent is in the kitchen mumbled Mike in the heart.


Sweet nodded assuring, at least he did not get fired because of his work that had never been smitten all this time.


Given a hefty salary from her previous jobs, Sweet tries not to disappoint Mike as her new boss.


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Ok later we see the excitement of this couple living at home well guys πŸ€—


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