Twin Love Persons

KCK_D2#59

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After a small debate between Bianca who insisted on Meella being fired, with Garda who argued otherwise, really made the atmosphere in the CEO room uncomfortable.

Meella, who does not want to make things worse because of her unwanted presence, chooses to cover her own desk. Continue work that has been delayed.

Finally Bianca decided to leave the Garda office, after being unable to find the expected meeting point. Even seeing the anger of the Guard that left the girl in a heavy dilemma.

At the time of going past Meella's desk, located in front of the Guard room. Bianca deliberately stopped her steps. Then staring cynically at the face of the new secretary of his fiance who is very far from the word beautiful let alone ****. The girl was focusing on a computer monitor screen with her fingers busy dancing over the keyboard keys.

Coinciding with that, Meella's tail caught a figure standing beside her work desk. Feeling like someone was paying attention, the reflex stopped his fingers dancing on the keyboard. Then look towards the figure who is looking at him fixedly.

Meella and Bianca's eyes are open. From the look in her eyes Meella can read Bianca's dislike gaze on her, as if she was beating the drums of war. But I don't know what the reason for Bianca's deep hatred was on her. Meella and Bianca never touched each other. Could this be called blind jealousy?

Meella took the initiative to stand up from her seat. Smiling kindly while asking the purpose and the needs of the girl, who suddenly just side with her. But not the answer obtained from the beautiful and fashionable girl. But the words charged with meaning from Bianca gushed and hurt his heart.

"Remember, I won't stay silent after what happened to this. Because I know what you're up to in your rotten brain. I'll make sure you don't last long working for this company."

Suddenly Meella remembered the actions of her brash boss. Without permission to grab her soft lips. He almost forgot to ask the handsome guy for an explanation. Also make calculations. Meella remembers now. It turned out that he had indeed not made any calculations for all the Guard's ill-treatment of him. From the beginning of the night of the curse to the impromptu kiss.

It was very desirable for Meella to reply to the bitter words of her boss's very beautiful fiance. For Bianca to know she's not who she's accused of. When necessary slap the cheek smooth with blush on keorenan become reddish plus hand prints left there. Iyuuuh... How does it feel?

Honey, Meella is not Mitha who can flip through her interlocutor's words with agility. Also bar-bars to be able to paralyze opponents. Meella is Meella. The simple girl with her courtesy who seemed very weak was helpless. Until he was just silent when Bianca's speech was not supposed to break into his eardrum.

"Thank you for the warning, Miss Bianca. I will remember," said Meella calmly with a sincere smile.Without hostility or the like that actually makes Bianca keki.

Bianca clenched her hands on her sides. His jaw was hardened marked as holding back emotions that were ready to explode at any moment. Wanted to slap but he realized there were no brazen words from the cupu secretary before him. Had Meella said a little harsh words, it would have been enough for her to use that excuse to slap her cheek.

But on the contrary, it is precisely who says harsh words and poses a threat to himself. And there's no way she's slapping her own face. His sanity rejects that. Without saying any more Bianca left with her arrogant feelings.

Meella only let out a long sigh seeing Bianca leave without excuse. Shake your head and smile small. Then sit in his chair back.

Before continuing her delayed activities, Meella took a deep breath and exhaled slowly to neutralize the anxiety left behind after Bianca's departure.

While in his room, Garda massaged his temple that felt throbbing pain. Dealing with Bianca is easy. Maybe the girl saw him kissing Meella. And it looks like it is. If not time Bianca was that angry at him. He then demanded to fire his new secretary. Well, it makes sense too!

Garda often thinks about her growing feelings for Meella these days. Although in reality there is not the slightest attitude Meella that looks coquettish or flirtatious when in front of her. Or just get his attention. Instead, the girl always shows her professionalism as a secretary by completing all her tasks as perfectly as possible.

Even the Guard itself sometimes acts strange. And seems stupid. As a result of his stupidity he was desperate to fuck the poor girl.

Oh, myGod... Garda... Where's your brain? Where's sanity?

Garda straightened his hair back while leaning his back on the back of his great chair. After that, he breathed a rough breath.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

I don't know how long ago the sound of the Garda's workroom door being knocked. The owner of the room did not notice. Moreover, the pulse in his head still had not subsided. But he refused to take medicine.

"Lake in!" exclaimed the Guard without moving from his seat.

The door was opened and pushed from the outside. The secretary of the pale face appeared from behind the door. Then closed again before moving closer to the boss while pinching a bunch of files in front of the chest.

The Guard straightened his body and placed both hands on his desk. The movements of her eyes followed the movement where Meella's body was moving. Until the girl stood right in front of him who was limited by his work desk.

"Sorry sir, this is the file you asked for" Meella said thrusting all the files in her hand before the Guard.

"Hmm," Garda only muttered with a nod of his head.

"Is there anything else I need to help you with, sir?" ask Meella before she leaves.

"So. Go back to your table" said the Guard, looking lethargic.

"Good, sir."

Without further ado Meella immediately twisted her body about to step out of the room. He suddenly remembered something and paused his steps. Turned his position facing the Guard back.

"Sorry, sir."

The Guard looked up at the bespectacled girl, standing looming in front of her. One eyebrow raised with an indecipherable look, but able to penetrate the beautiful netra of the girl behind the lens. Strangely inviting an uncomfortable gelenyar in his veins.

"I'm sorry?" tweet repeated.

Meella frowned as she looked at the same netra as well as looked at him. It was as if he could feel the exact same rumble as what the Guard was feeling.

Garda rests his back on the back of the chair with both hands resting on elbows on his desk. His fingers were allowed to touch each other.

"Have your sins been too much with me? You know as far as I know lebaran is still a long time," a usually serious man sloroh, whether there is a demon what makes it in humor mode. A thousand Watt smile that should be contagious to anyone who sees it.

Darling, Guard's sense of humor isn't up well in Meella's heart. The girl instead looked at him with an astonished look that led to a strange thing. Maybe his new secretary's life was too plate of his life. Until not stirred in the slightest by the crisp joke of the boss. Should be entertained dong, eh even so serious huh?

"No!" sahut the four-eye girl eh glasses minus it, firm. Remember firmly yes he said. Not plintat-plintut.

Meella breathed a long breath. "Hhhhh!"

"I'm sorry, not because I was so wrong. But as my courtesy to my father as my superior."

Sontak made the Guard face follow the plate as well. In a flash a smile that shimmered faded and dimmed.

"Again...who is the creature in this mortal world, have no sin and become a saint? Except for Prophet Muhammad."

The speechless guard looked at the other side of the girl who was now folding both her hands over her stomach. But it was immediately released, leaving both of them at his sides.

"And I'm one of them, also father."

There was a look of shock that seemed from the eyes of the Guard. He felt stripped by the secretary's scathing remarks.

"Boy got it wrong with me. If you still remember. And up to this moment you haven't apologized to me. Also today's father's mistake that..," Meella deliberately hung up her sentence.

I don't know why the Guard felt so guilty. But his high ego is in the way of admitting it. Especially to apologize. He may lose his pride.

Meella smiled as she looked at her boss who had looked awkward until she had misbehaved. Seen when suddenly Garda scratched his nape that did not itch.

You fucking moron! Having sin is not in a hurry to repent! Especially apologize!

"OKAY. What do you want?" The surrendered guard did not want to argue.

Oh, my God... Is it exactly the handsome boss who is sitting on his throne like that? It feels like pampered jambak tuh his grayish hair that is brownish black.

Meella grunts tired. He didn't want to force his boss to apologize. Maybe later he was labeled as a brash employee. Though his boss who lacks guidance to the right path. Perverted times ah!

"I want a leave of absence one day tomorrow."

"The holidays? Wh why? Uh, where?"

"I want a show."

"What way?"

"Biryear's way."

"Who?"

"Su... uh, kok kepo anyway?"

"not kepo. But I want to know."

"That's the same, sir," Meella snorted. "Basus kepo!" mumbling slowly.

"While I am your superior. I should know your reasons as my consideration, whether you deserve a leave permit."

The Guard seemed unwilling to allow the secretary a leave of absence, comforting himself. It means he has to be lonely. Uh, how lonely? Ja. Since Meella worked with him. Every day he saw her beautiful but invisible face. From that moment on he felt his heart full, no longer feeling half. Remember his heart is full. So, hello...how's Bianca's whereabouts, huh? EGP it!

"Anyway, I'm a leave permit sir, period! don't use a coma," break up Meella does not want to be contested.

"Eh, how did you kill yourself anyway? The boss is me."

"Bodo very!" jutek.

"Bodo's really good? Aren't you afraid I'll fire you later?" gertak Guard intends to scare. But in reality?

"Sir papa. That's good for me."

The Guard gasped with his subordinate's bold answer until he frowned. Seemed to be thinking.

"You fired me, that means independence for me. Free from colonization and. I don't need to spend money on compensation for termination in this company."

Checkmate for the Guard. As a result in a handsome boss die of fleas!

"Well, if you'll excuse me sir. And thank you for the kindness you gave me the cut" Meella concluded with a triumphant smile. Then left the Guard room.

Guard can only tepok jidat facing the secretary who looks weak. Uh, temperature behavior. Then snort. Afterwards smiling to herself recalled Meella's adorable-looking facial expression just now.