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Her morning...
After breakfast Garda and Meella left for the project site, with a car driven by Dandi. The handsome assistant is indeed versatile and multifunctional. No matter what job her boss gives her, she is always safely under control and in order in time.
During the trip to the project site. The guard sat in the front seat. Dandi as a driver certainly sits behind the wheel. The two men were more engaged in conversation. Both focus on the topic of talks surrounding the construction of the plant. Also other projects under the auspices of the State's Group.
Meella is in the back seat. Looks a little alienated because more silence with the smell of telon oil emanating from his body. It seemed like the two men in front of him were already unperturbed anymore, as they were getting used to the scent of the baby he was wearing.
As a CEO secretary of a large company, his duties are relatively lighter. Even sometimes Meella feels her power is not needed by the company. Because almost all of his work has been handled by Dandi, the Guard's personal assistant. As a result, not a few coworkers in the office who mocked Meella. It is not uncommon for Meella to be made a gossip by them. With all kinds of accusations.
'Lighter work but a bigger salary than other employees.'
'Typical CEO but hickey appearance.'
'Cupu appearance but temperature. For being the boss' mistress.'
Because of all the gossip that Meella so reluctant to hang out with them. He who is not good at getting along can only avoid them. His ears were too thin to hear all their insults. Nor could it bear to see their intimidating gaze. Even they were able to influence Bianca to immediately fire Meella. And it almost works if the Guard is willing to obey Bianca's wishes. That's what Meella wants, too. Fired to escape the Guard's grasp.
Meella knew and was always aware of her origins in joining the company. Especially when you know the CEO of the company is the person who has taken his future. He felt trapped and did nothing to get away from the company. Either resigning yourself or being dishonorably fired. Meella is sure the Guard knows about the rumors in the office about her and Meella. But the man seemed to have no ears, never mengubris voices sumir.
Actually Meella can not stand to face all the problems of her life that can be alternated. Sometimes one problem has not been solved, a new problem has arisen. Like at the moment. About her pregnancy that she did not know until when she hid. If it should be published, I don't know in what way he revealed it. Everything is complicated and complicated.
Initially Meella thought by canceling her wedding plans with Mirza. It's the end of everything. In addition to avoiding embarrassment for not having anything to be proud of as a good woman. Also worried can't give Mirza a beautiful first night. Mirza doesn't dispute that. With a spacious chest he will accept Meella as she is even though she is not a virgin.
Reality does not always match expectations. After his confidence is shattered by being humiliated by Raisya, Mirza's beloved sister. Apparently the girl was behind Meella's loss of chastity. I don't know what sins he committed in the past, so the heart has trapped Meella to sleep with another man in a hotel room. The target was Mitha. The miracle of the trap was not for Meella but Mitha. Raisya doesn't know that Mitha and Meella are identical twins. Then there was a mistargeted incident.
''Are you pregnant?'' meella suddenly remembered the Guard's question last night, which had been revealed before Meella got out of the car, after arriving at the hotel.
The deg!
Meella's heartbeat suddenly pumped faster. At the same time as he was about to open the door the car wanted to go out.
''Said Dandi, I look like a husband who has Couvade Syndrome, ''' continued Garda a little embarrassed also hesitated.
Meella frowned not understanding what the Guard was talking about.
''Couvade Syndrome?'' his great-grandson repeated two words that he did not understand at all. Then turned his gaze to the Guard with a questionable look.
''Couvade Syndrome, or sympathetic pregnancy, is a problem that occurs in the male partners of pregnant women who experience symptoms while pregnant, '' Garda quickly explained what he meant.
''I mean Mr..., Mr.., '' Meella was confused to ask or say what. Just move one palm of his hand to help him communicate.
''In fact, I don't believe one hundred percent. But lately I have experienced such symptoms as constipation, gas, bloating, irritability, nausea, and others. are cravings.''
Meella nodded in understanding now.
"Eh..., maybe Mr. Dandi again joked with you," Meella said, dismissing her own anxiety. Then giggled softly at the same time as the Guard turned to look at him.
It certainly made the Guard amazed to see Meella's usual cold and stiff face. Now with a sweet smile.
''Maybe it was Miss Bianca who was pregnant, sir, Meella is still not ready to be frank about the fact of her pregnancy to anyone. ''Can you, sir?'' the pressure is trying to be alibi.
''It's time?'' the look on the Guard's face implied doubt.
''Why not? I have been dating Miss Bianca for a long time. Even Mr and Miss Bianca are engaged. Soon she will also be married. Could it be that Mr and Miss Bianca have been having a husband-wife relationship, said Meella suddenly became a pretentious person.
''Yes?''
Meella was forced to gulp her hard-earned saliva. Suddenly so groggy got a probing gaze from the Guard. He also cursed himself to have spoken presumptuously to his superior.
''It seems... You know very well about our relationship?'' taunted the Guard with his eagle eyes that felt intimidating to him.
''Bu-not that way. I only heard from other employees in the office, he said in self-defense.
''Hmhhh.. could be,'' Garda snorted while stroking his chin with his right finger.
Meella turned her head in shock at the Guard's words, either honest or lying. It's not important to him either. His chest was swishing. Maybe his face is paled now. Hence he lowered his face to avoid the gaze of the Guard. Staring at his own fingers on the lap that sometimes moves restlessly. Sometimes they link to each other.
Garda took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. As if he was trying to bring out something that felt burdening him.
''Meel.'' call the gentle Guard. Now the body of the Guard is sideways to the left. With the right hand over the handle of the steering wheel, and the other hand is deliberately placed on the back of the car seat.
Meella immediately raised her face to the Guard, who was looking at her fixedly.
''Honestly, I'm not sure what Dandi said. But I'm sure, if on the night of the incident we did it, I don't use security at all.''
Jederrr
Like lightning in a loud and shocking daylight. Surprised Meella heard the confession of this one Guard.
''And I really enjoyed our romance that night, '' Garda said, recalling her love for Meella for the second time in the apartment room. Meella remembers the night of the incident. Because Meella didn't know what she felt at the time was real.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
There was a knock coming from the window of the car next to Meella. Forced to drag him into the conscious. Too late in his daydream, until it does not feel the car has stopped right at the destination.
Meella immediately looked up at the empty front seat. Then switch to the window next to her. Looked Dandi's shadow who was knocking on the outside glass of the car. He immediately lowered the push button behind the car door to lower the side window.
''You're still lingering there, Meella?'' tegur Dandi cynical.
''Sorry, Sir. I didn't mean...''
''Quickly down! Or am I staying here to be the waiter here, will you?" press Dandi seemed impatient to face the pregnant woman.
"Good, Sir. I'm down now" said Meella quickly. Move shut the car glass back. After opening the door, get out of the passenger seat. And close it until the sound of the fall.
Meella followed Dandi's footsteps from behind. His eyes swept across the entire corner. Many construction workers move according to their respective tasks. There are also heavy equipment there to reach places that are difficult to reach human power. Large and large buildings whose work has reached sixty percent. Or just half-finished. It still takes a long time to complete the process.
Now, Dandi's footsteps stopped right next to the Guard who was talking to a man with a crowd of field officers. Maybe he was the head of the project responsible for all the construction of this factory.
Without being asked Meella stopped her steps just behind Dandi. His eyes continued to focus around the building with the busyness. I don't know the workers' moves. Construction machinery, and others that he could not describe one by one. Meella doesn't really understand what's here anyway. It was his first experience to jump straight into a field like this. Because he used to work in the office only with his division colleagues.
Garda and Dandi put on the helm of the project first, before heading to the location to be reviewed.
''Hey, put this on!" exclaim Dandi thrust the helmet of the project to be immediately used Meella.
Meella's gaze was instantly sidetracked, bowing her gaze at the object for the light-colored head protector. Then accept with doubt. I wear it ogah. His tongue was eager to say to refuse to follow them around this small building. His sense of smell has triggered a variety of difficult-to-digest smells in his brain. Just triggers dizziness and nausea.
Meella wanted to stay in the quiet corner of the room. Without any strange smells like this. But how should he reveal it.
''Oh, my God, Meella. You are here to work as an employee. Not to be the queen of England. So do not be spoiled in front of me, ketus Dandi when he saw Meella's face that looked pale.
I don't know why since Meella came back from her cut. Dandi looks increasingly jutek and cold to him. Though there is no problem and wrong that Meella did to Dandi before. Because every job given by Dandi, always Meella do well and quickly according to the specified time.
True said Dandi, here Meella works not for lazing.
''Fine, sir, ''' he said nodding in understanding. Then take over the helmet from Dandi's hand.
The Guard just kept silent to see Meella who was being lectured by Dandi. In his heart he pityed to see the girl's paled face. Maybe the girl is not feeling well. But forced to keep working.
''Meella?''
Meella immediately raised her face hearing her name called. Then find the source of the sound.
''Mirza, ''' Meella whispered softly.
The man smiled at the girl he had long missed.
The Guard looked at the man with an unwelcome look.
'Who is this guy? Why does she look so familiar with Meella? Do they know each other?' the Garda's brain felt spinning echoing the long-running question. But he did not have the right answer to dampen his jealousy that was difficult to extinguish.