Trapped in Young Boss Love

Trapped in Young Boss Love
Loadings



Eneng who had hidden his feelings for Irfan, now just silently sculpted. Watching what is going on here.


"..." - ".Irfan just kept quiet, looking at the cake.


Feeling awkward, Sari also undoes her intention to give the cake.


"If you don't want to, say you don't want to. Don't be so quiet." Sari said by pulling back her hand.


And Eneng immediately let out a long sigh, while walking closer to Sari.


"What's up, Sar? He's bothering you, isn't he?" She stared at Irfan. Trying to hide his feelings.


"Oh. No, brother. He doesn't bother me." Sari with a selaan.


"Keep, how did you get that cake from earlier?" Tanya Eneng investigated.


"Oh, this cake? Look, sis. He was helping me, so I wanted to give him this cake as a token of gratitude. But, it seems he doesn't want to. So I'll take it again, deh." Obviously Sari and now he was about to leave the two men.


Suddenly, his steps stopped. Just when his hand was clutched by Irfan. Made him look so scared.


"A-what's up?" Ask with a vibrating voice.


Quickly, Irfan took the cake and ate it on the spot.


Making Sari and Eneng flabbergasted for a moment.


"Who said I didn't want to?" Say it with a mouth full of cake flakes.


"Yes, when I brought the cake. You just shut up. So I guess you don't want to." Sari explained.


"I ate it." It was cold and was leaving immediately.


While Sari, just silent and grateful for still breathing until now.


"Good to be alive." He said as he stroked his chest along with he let out a long sigh.


Eneng who saw that too, now began to understand the situation that occurred.


He had thought if Sari expressed love to his soulmate.


"I thought you shot Irfan, you know." He said in a joking tone.


Just contact it makes Sari horrified herself.


"What?!! Yes not brother. Anyway my boyfriend will be a kind and not rude person." Sahut Sari who still shuddered.


Just imagine it ogah. He really did not want to have business with Irfan, let alone affairs of feelings.


'Don't deh. Anyway don't.' His inner.


"He's good too. The proof is that you are helping." Eneng's words just now made Sari slightly suspicious of him.


"So don't like him, do you?" The word Sari precisely made Eneng gasp.


He didn't know he had to be caught this fast.


"No, really." Answer Eneng stammered.


Making Sari even more confident, if Eneng had feelings for the cold man.


"Don't be shy, brother. Just me, it's." Temptation Sari with poking around Eneng's waist.


"Said no, yeah no. That's a big bully, anyway!!" Jerky Eneng. Making Sari surprised and looking down.


And soon he left, regardless of Eneng calling his name.


"Ah. Ma-sorry Sar. I-I didn't mean to yell at you. I was just reflex." Eneng's words just now were not written at all by Sari.


'Duh. So trouble again, nih.' Inner Eneng, with a feeling of regret in his mind.


****


The woman took Lia to another place in the parlour.


"Please come in, ma'am." He opened the door and let Lia sit down.


Lia complied, feeling dag-dig-dug-derrr. When he must know the truth about himself.


And the woman also occupied the seat that was available, right in front of Lia. With a table that is the separator between the two.


"Sorry before, I haven't introduced myself. My name is Riska. I am oanti's assistant. If you can tell, whose name are you?" He asked with a smile floating on his lips.


"Oh, yes. My name is Adelia, you can just call me Lia. I'm just a housewife." Said Lia, by shaking the hand of the woman he now knows named Riska.


"So, what do you mean here." He said, it has now become formal.


"Just go. I'm here because I'm from this place." Said Lia while submitting documents about her.


Deftly, the woman retrieved a document that meant a lot to Lia.


With a short time, Riska understood the purpose of Lia's arrival to this orphanage.


"Wait a minute, ma'am." He said as he sorted out some of the longest books behind him.


A fairly wide bookcase, stretched out behind Riska. Lia who saw that was also nervous.


After getting the book he was looking for, he sat back down and looked at Lia deeply.


"Hhhhhh.." Sighs for a moment.


"Before both parents died some time ago, they advised that if someone came looking for this, give him this clue. Because this is all they have." He said while offering a book that did not look thick.


'Oh. It's only right that he didn't answer my question earlier. Turns out he's an orphan.' Inner Lia with a face look guilty.


"Pardon me, I don't know if your parents are gone." Lia said with her face down.


"Yes. It's okay, awqlnya I love sad and devastated for their departure. But how else? This is a sign of destiny. I can only accept it with sincerity. Death, we cannot avoid. But behind it all, there is happiness waiting for us." Clearly by presenting her sweet smile, while petting her previous question, without Lia from a little distended.


"Ah. A-you're pregnant?" Lia said a little surprised and answered Riska's increasingly wide smile with a small nod, representing Lia's question.


'How could I not realize it.' The still unconvinced inner Lia.


"Then, where's your husband?" Lia asked who had not seen the man since, except for just a few boys as the children of this orphanage.


Hearing Lia's question just now, made Riska speechless and poked her lips. To make her lose her sweet smile.


"A-what's up? Are you sick?" Lia asked a little worriedly, seeing the change in Riska's expression.


A slug was given by Riska, and her tears were dripping nonstop.


"Sa-I'm fine. Sorry." He said after feeling calmer.


"I don't have a husband." He said, suddenly making Lia surprised instead of playing.


"Huh? So, how did you get pregnant? Are you-?" Lia's question was interrupted, as she heard the answer coming out of Riska's mouth.


"I was raped by my boyfriend, who turned out to have a wife." His words were short, but so painful for any woman who stung him.


It is an ironic reality. She has lost both her parents, and now she has to bear the burden of being a pregnant woman without a husband.


Which load is no heavier than this?


Seriate..