Twins A And Miss Cheriwis

Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
CHAPTERS. 34 - For suitcases.



"Eemm, this is delicious. Without rice, sure you don't want to?" ask Abash again.


Sifa shook her head softly, as shame had rejected Abash's offer initially, but her stomach voice could not compromise, causing the Boss to smile.


"Well, eat" said Abash, poking at the food he was holding.


"No papa, I'm not la___"


Krieiuuk ....


Sifa closed her eyes and grumbled inwardly. Just be right! Since when can his stomach not be compromised like this?


Piss off! Sifa was really upset with herself.


Abash put on a smile, the man found it funny to see this girl before him. The girl's face was already flushed with embarrassment, but it looked extremely cute.


"Come, eat" Abash said.


Sifa blinked her eyes twice, then she picked up the lunchbox that Abash had given her.


From the smell alone, Sifa had guessed that the taste would be very delicious. Sifa swallowed her saliva as the smell of the steak entered her nose.


Saying bismillah, Sifa put a piece of meat in her mouth.


"Eemm, this is really good" Sifa exclaimed with a big smile.


Abash smiled faintly looking at Sifa's joyful face while eating the food she was carrying.


Quin, who was about to enter Sifa's room, could only see Abash's smiling face for others. Remember, for others, not from family members. In fact, even for his assistant, Abash rarely smiled. It was very different from Arash who smiled easily.


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Sifa was allowed to go home. X-rays also did not show anything fatal to his bones. Everything's fine. Lucas only advised Sifa to compress her legs with warm water, so that her blood flow would run smoothly.


"Thank you very much, sir," Sifa told Abash who had just delivered her to the apartment.


"Yes, if that's what you rest in the room. I want to clean up."


Sifa knitted her brows. "Breaked-dry?" tanyakanya.


"Yes, my apartment upstairs is done in renov. I'll move there."


"Oh, can I help you, sir?"


"No, you just rest. After all, there will be people coming to help me."


"No papa, sir. I'm not tired. I help you, yes. Anyway, my body is pegel-pegel if it doesn't work."


"Yes, but your leg___"


"My feet are not papa. Which one do I want to help you clean up?" ask Sifa.


Seeing how stubborn the girl before him was right now, Abash let out a slow sigh and let the girl help him. After all, he actually felt tired, because he did not sleep for several nights because of the incident at the hospital.


"Well, you help me put all the clothes from the closet into the suitcase."


"Good, sir."


Sifa followed Abash who entered her room. Sifa was fascinated by the design of Abash's room. The masculine aroma that is characteristic of the boss's body immediately dominates Sifa's smell.


"The suitcase is in the corner of the closet, all the clothes you just put in the suitcase. I want to clean up the computer."


"Baik, Pak."


Sifa searched for the whereabouts of the suitcase Abash was referring to, but Sifa did not find it. Sifa turned to the boss who was tidying up all the computer cables. Sifa's eyes caught the shadow of the suitcase located on top of the glass cabinet. The girl sighed slowly.


Seeing Abash was still busy, Sifa took the initiative to take the suitcase by herself using a dressing table chair.


'Duh, it's really high in the closet," grumbled Sifa as she grabbed the handle of the suitcase.


"Ammpp___"


Bruukk ...


Sifa's heart was racing, the girl opened her eyes and immediately found herself kissing Abash's lips. No, not the lips, but the corners of Abash's lips.


Sifa instantly distanced her face from Abash's face.


"Sorry, sir," Sifa's great-granddaughter tried to stand up from Abash's body.


When Sifa pulled the suitcase on top of the closet.friction sound that was released from the suitcase also took Abash attention, so as to make the man move quickly and catch Sifa's body that lost its balance, which is not good enough, they end up lying on the floor. She added Sifa's position above Abash and kissed the corner of her lips.


Abash rose from his sleep while regulating his baoas and pounding heartbeat.


"Aren't you papa?" abash asked at last when he had mastered the condition of his body.


Sifa moved her legs, there was not the slightest pain.


"Yes, sir, I'm fine. How's father?" sifa asked nervously and yet dared to look at Abash's face.


"I'm good. Why didn't you tell me you were gonna grab a suitcase in the closet?" ask Abash.


"The father was busy fixing the computer, so I did it myself."


Abash took a slow breath. "If I hadn't seen you earlier and made you end up on the floor, how would it?" abash said, sounding worried.


"I'm not papa, sir. Don't worry, sir."


Abash blinked his eyes when he heard the word 'worried'. Is he really worried about this girl in front of him?


"Sa___"


"I'm going to open the closet, sir. No valuables, right? If there is, you just take it first," said Sifa while taking a suitcase that also lay horribly on the floor.


Sifa checked the condition of the suitcase, fortunately the suitcase fell onto a thick carpet on the floor. If not, can Sifa make sure the suitcase will be destroyed and end horribly.


Abash took a slow breath. Nothing, just open it."


Abash returns to his desk, continuing the work that was delayed by the fall of the suitcase.


Once in a while, Abash noticed Sifa who was putting her clothes into a suitcase. There's not a lot of Abash's clothes, because Abash doesn't live in the apartment. This apartment is only a place to stay when tired of working and also when you want to be alone with a calm state.


"It's over, there's more I have to do, sir?" ask Sifa.


"Nothing, not much of my stuff either."


Sifa glanced at the wall clock that had shown at 10 past 45 minutes.


"Boyou want me to masakin what? It just so happened to be noon."


Abash turned his head towards Sifa, then the man glanced at his watch.


"What, but there must be a value."


Sifa smiled. "Good, sir."


Sifa was limping with the help of a stick tucked into her armpit. Abash stared at Sifa's body and disappeared from behind the door.


Abash's hand reflexes moving to touch his chest. "Why is it like this?" he murmured by feeling the heartbeat that had been beating rapidly.


Slowly, Abash's hand rose to the corner of her lips. I don't know what the man was thinking, so without him noticing, the corner of his lips was pulled upwards forming a smile.


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