
Ting
The sound of the elevator rang, indicating if the elevator stopped and the door would open. Sifa turned to the top of the elevator door to look at the numbers listed there, on what floor they were currently on. After confirming that he was on the ground floor, Sifa exited the elevator without looking back, where Abash was.
“Why am I really neglected?” abash asked confused as to who. “Emang I asked to pretend not to know, but yes not ignored gini also times,” upset Abash and come out of the elevator.
Abash frowned when he saw Sifa being stopped by a security guard. Since the man did not want to interfere, then he passed continuously towards his car.
Sifa briefly glanced at the passing boss without looking back at him.
“Isshh ... When is it her fault? Put my bike down just like that. So deh hit by a car to formless gini,” sneer Sifa slowly with annoyance and glanced at his bike.
“Hmm, so the owner of the car who hit my bike? Request for compensation?” sifa asked to reassure her hearing.
“Yes, car owner is asking for damages. He felt at a disadvantage because he had hit a bicycle, Miss,”, said the security guard.
“But here am I also a victim, sir? My bike was broken and it was already in the shape of a figure eight. Then, who will indemnify my bike?” ask Sifa.
“I,” answered the voice of the baritone from behind the body of the security guard is high, slightly fat, and stout.
“Pak Abash?” lirih Sifa's. As he remembered, Abash had already passed past him earlier, then, why did he come back?
Yes, when Abash wanted to get in the car, the man turned back to Sifa who was talking to the security guard. Abash also had seen Sifa's bike that was no longer in the shape of a bicycle, the man scrunched his forehead and immediately closed his car.
“Pak!” greet the security guard while saluting Abash.
“What happened?” ask Abash.
“Oh, in--,”
“Nothing,” replied Sifa quickly cut off the greeting of the security guard.
The security guard turned to Sifa who had just sighed a little harshly. Abash looked at Sifa who looked annoyed to no one. Maybe the guy who hit his bike.
“This is my problem, you should not interfere. After all, we don't know each other,” ketus Sifa which makes Abash raise his eyebrows next door.
“Is he mad because I asked him not to know each other?” inner Abash. “Funny once,” he continued in the heart with a smile, certainly in the heart also his smile.
Uh, Abash. So expensive is his smile?
“Say, what happened,” Abash asked the security guard.
“It—.”
“I told you, if this is not your business. You should just go to the office, afraid that you are late,” cut Sifa quickly still with his upset face.
Abash let out a slow sigh, the man took his step forward and eroded the distance between himself and Sifa. Getting a very sudden treatment from the boss, made Sifa rewind one step of her foot with the hand that held Abash's chest.
“Did you forget? I'm his boss in the office. And one more thing you must remember, if this apartment building belongs to my family,” whispered Abash right in front of Sifa's face with a tone that sounded very cold and scary.
Abash stared intently into Sifa's eyes, as did Sifa who returned the boss's gaze.
“Bi-can you stay away a little bit? I can't breathe,” shimmied Sifa which made Abash frown.
Sifa also pushed Abash's body and immediately stepped in the opposite direction to the man. Sifa was also seen breathing as if she was completely out of breath. Then inhale oxygen as if
all the oxygen in the world will soon run out.
“Do I smell?” lirih Abash while kissing her body. Recalling that he had not put food in his mouth this morning, Abash raised his hand to close his mouth.
“Hah.” Abash inhaled the scent of his mouth, making sure that his mouth did not smell either.
“No smell, smell of lyslisrin, but why does Sifa like keba? Does he not like my perfume?” inner Abash while looking resentfully at Sifa.