Touch Me Slowly's

Pounding Syndrome

"Lo don't want to go home yet, War?" asked Vania from the door of their superior.

"In a moment, I'm done with this report first. Mr. Richard wants his report tomorrow to be with him."

"Jude, I'm first, yeah...." Rose nodded waving at Amanda's assistant.

Remembering Amanda's name, the Rose's heart throbbed. Since then his gaze did not stop to see the picture frame of his superior wife on the table.

The words of Amanda's in-laws this afternoon, were still ringing in her ears. Is it true that he is a fucking carrier? Rose still remembered how one of his teammates died while saving him from enemy fire that he had not seen at that time.

There was even his partner who had to be injured because of the Roses who were not careful when he accidentally stepped on the bomb mines, which were installed by the enemy.

Already that long he always managed to escape death, either because of luck or even become a carrier of bad luck for others. Roses feel better for her if she's the one who's dead and hurt than anyone else.

The crystal thread managed to escape from the Rose's eye-pleaser, the woman could no longer hide the sadness in her heart. He continued to blame himself, and was not aware that there was a man staring at him from before the table.

"It's.." he said giving a tissue to the rose.

The tattooed woman in the hand was reflexively shocked and stood up from her chair. Inadvertently his head hit the man's chin which leaned slightly towards the Rose.

"Aww.." compact the two men grimaced holding their heads and chins.

"Lo, who?!" jolt of the Rose still with puffy eyes and a runny nose.

"Mending Lo lapin first, deh face Lo!" the man smiled amusedly.

Realizing he must be ugly at this time, Rose hurriedly ran into the bathroom to clean up.

The woman was embarrassed to see her appearance in front of the glass. Oh, my God .. so shy, I am!

It took at least ten minutes for the Rose to prepare herself and her heart well in there. In the middle pergoki is in the ugliest face, Rose so embarrassed to meet the man with narrow eyes earlier.

"Why hide in there?" the man asked to see that the Rose had only opened the bathroom door a little.

The rose was peeking at whether the man who had been there was still there or not. The woman finally came out with a blushing face.

"Not to be ashamed, Lo is not the first girl I saw fit again ugly like earlier!" swoon the man.

"Lo who, anyway? Why is it in the room of the owner of this boutique?" tanya Mawar did not want to mengubris his words.

The man got up from the guest sofa chair, approaching the Rose who slowly retreated backwards until it came to a standstill on the wall.

"Resigned race? I'm not a zombie that likes to eat people," his god pulled the Rose closer to him.

"I know Dira, Mr. Richard's new secretary." continued the man smiling sweetly like sugar.

"Ish, don't hold it!" jakak Mawar brushed Dira's hand off her arm.

"Gallak very, heck." Dira again changed to touch the pointed chin of the Rose.

"One more time Lo hold me, I broke Lo's hand!" upset Rose again brushed off Dira's hand.

The man with the middle split hair smiled, brushing the Rose's hair. "Gue Seneng had a fierce co-worker. My life would be better like this abis...."

Dira retreated back to sit on the sofa chair. "Here, I'll talk to you, Lo," he called to pat the chair beside him.

"Ish, ogah! I'm allergic to sitting with a guy who likes to wear liptint like Lo!" the Rose sat in front of Dira.

"This, it's useful to know! It feels good too, you want to try it?" point Dira at her thin lips.

"No, thanks!" sahut Roses firmly. This guy is like a girl, he thought.

"What's this about?" tanya Rose diverted the conversation.

Dira flicked his finger remembering something. "Gue asked Mr. Richard to come here to do this same thing Lo."

The man took out some documents from inside the bag he was carrying. "This is a report last month that made my cousin Lo."

"Cousin? Who's Lo's cousin?" ask the confused rose.

"Donal, Mr. Richard's former secretary."

"Huh? You're really cousin to him?" ask the Rose again not to believe.

"Yes, I know I'm more handsome than Donald. That's why you're not sure, right?" sahut Dira is confident.

"What's? (what?) not wrong, War? Your eyes are not myopic, right? New Lo doang, you who say so me. Usually the girls will be more praiseworthy than Donald."

"That's another girl, not me!" sahut Roses as they are.

Dira instantly fell silent watching the woman in front of him closely. Roses of women who are amazingly beautiful, is it true that the type is only Donal class who has a standard face compared to his cousin's seed friends?

"No need to think about me so, fall in love new nyaho Lo!" jakak Roses pointed at Dira's face.

"Well, can't you, Dad?"

"No, my heart has one!"

"Huh? Who?" ask Dira curiously.

"She, dong. I also told you Lo!"

Dira smiled faintly, slightly advancing closer to the Rose sitting in front of him. "Love me, would you? I'm looking for a new heart, to heal my old heart from disease."

"Disease? Lo sick?" Dira nodded.

"What pain?" ask the worried rose.

"The name is pounding syndrome. So every time I see a clear chick like an elo, my heart reflexes pounding like this." Dira pulled the Rose's hand, placed it on the left chest of the tattooed man on the neck.

Shocked by Dira's sudden act of pulling him, the Rose instantly threw a punch at the face of the oriental-faced man was strong.

"Oh.." ringis Dira covered his pulsating face.

"Oh my goodness .. sorry, sorry, Dir. I didn't intentionally." The rose rose up to the man who was still moaning beside her.

"Lo eat what the hell, War? Tonjokan Lo very sick know not.." lamented Dira still covered his face.

"Yes, you know me, anyway! I reflexed just now, Dir..," said the Roses were not tasty.

"Where, let me see." The rose forced Dira to take her hand out of the man's face.

His eyes immediately fiddled perfectly, looking under Dira's blue eyes. "Jeez.." she shut her mouth in shock.

"Why?"

"I-that, Dir. Your eyes...." The rose could not continue his words.

"Why, anyway?" tanya Dira was still stroking her pulsating face.

"Mending Lo see for yourself."

Dira grumbled, getting up from the chair approaching the glass standing near them. Seeing his face that had turned blue, the man suddenly shouted.

"Jeez Roses ... Lo apain my face?!"

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Well, who said Dira was the match of Roses .. has started, well this is 🤭😆

Doain let me not be heartbroken again

the Rose 😂