UNINTENTIONALLY

Episode 44

The words of most people who say that 'if someone is kasmaran will definitely drown in his fantasy.' Falling in love makes a person forget all his worldly affairs, including Steve. That's real. From the morning he was smiling to himself. Steve's mind was filled with the shadows of love.

Even the strange thing is, from this morning he did not work and ignored the files that piled up just like that on his desk. He was just playing his chair. Twisting around the chair like a child playing in kindergarten and doing nothing. That's what Steve did.

He smiles like crazy and sometimes likes to play a pen and put it between his lips and nose. His mouth is on the sidewalk while fantasizing wildly. Maybe he was thinking about last night. The incident with Dinda, hugging on a high place.

"CRC... " Steve creaked increasingly into a wild fantasy about the romance story.

But it is not the life of his name if there are no obstacles and obstacles approaching someone who is happy.

"Yeah.... What is this. Why is the fierce boss smiling happily this early?" Zico has not known since when he was not in front of him.

Zico asked curiously. Go to Steve's desk and hold a red file in his hand.

Steve glanced at Zico with a look full of intrigue. His face that had been smiling happily, instantly turned sour and gluttonous.

Steve raised both eyebrows, while his hands propped up his firm chin. "Why does this company hire an employee who is so conservative. Even entering the company leadership room did not use the correct Krama system. Is the company's SOP not properly examined." Steve started talking anarchist.

"Yeah..... Don't be so fierce on me. Here's how I'm an exemplary employee here." Zico praised himself. He is an expert in pride.

Steve turned the corner of his lips. He laughed wickedly and his facial expression looked very devious like an antagonist.

"Then?" Steve asked and he also knew that Zico was always acting confident in front of him.

Zico was actually lazy to bother Steve that morning. Other than wanting to deliver the files, there was nothing else he wanted to convey. But his mouth always wanted to act cute and in the end die said. So inevitably he had to get out of the ambiguous subject.

"Actually, the model used by our vendors is the sister dinda. Do you know that already!"

Steve scrunched his forehead. His eyes squinted at Zico's face meticulously. "I already know that," said Steve understood.

"Dam. Even he already knows that. I have to start where this conversation is." Zico muttered inwardly, his facial expression confused.

"Actually, there's something else I want to say. Something that might surprise you." Zico continued his words a little hesitating.

"About what?" Steve's response was quick.

Steve saw the look on Zico's face, heavy as it seemed for zico to tell a story. But Steve wanted to listen to what Zico's mouth was trying to say.

"Try saying. I want to hear it." Steve curious.

Zico took a deep breath and slightly justified his tie as if it were falling apart, then took the intro to tell a story.

"Actually I want to say that...."

"That's what?" Steve fishing talking point.

Zico then says what Steve should know. He whispered this to Steve slowly. In Steve's ears, what he wanted to say, he finally whispered eloquently without obstacles. Steve heard Zico's words carefully.

Talk them very secret. So afraid that someone will hear it.

Steve just kept hearing what Zico said without cutting it off in the slightest.

Sometimes Steve responds with a serious face, sometimes also respond with a sly smile like a vandal. Steve massaged his chin, as his brain imagined capturing the direction of the conversation.

Zico told me at length. Seriously, Zico's face is very painstaking in explaining this strange story.

"So that's the story." Obviously Zico closed the end of their secret conversation. What he wanted to say was finally delivered.

Steve snorted his breath. His lips were smiling with cunning. He could not imagine how he would face the reality of Zico's long words earlier.

"alright. I-i understand. I'll be ready to face it." Steve was waiting for the news.

"But Steve, remember! He might be more cunning than before. Moreover, he now already had many connections." Zico tried to warn Steve.

But Steve is not his name if he is afraid to face something that he thinks is a small thing. He likes to talk recklessly and be calm in a variety of situations. "You don't have to worry. I understand your anxiety. The most important thing is to get a new car ready for me. And prepare whatever is needed when everything will be carried out. For the plan, we'll discuss it another time."

"What kind of car do you want?" Zico asked quickly.

"A bulletproof black van that was published in Barcelona last month. I want to have it." Steve said with a calm expression.

Zico understands Steve's intentions and goals. At least Steve is smart and already understands can anticipate this plan. He thoughtlessly nodded and obeyed what Steve had commanded. "Whatever your plan is, I'll support it. And I'll tell you the next news later." Zico gungkas.

And Steve continued his words to complete their conversation at that time.

"And one more thing, don't let anyone else know that the fucking vandal ran away. Because I'm sure he's currently looking for information about myself and the people that are under my control. Do it all in secret, lest this plan be sniffed by that fucking sneak." That's how he said it. Steve spoke with a murderous cold aura.

"I made sure it wouldn't happen. But one thing you should know, that he is now on the wind right now." Reply Zico while holding a word full of constancy.

"No matter what, this time I won't let him survive his death row." Silence Steve as he clenched his hand. His face was serious, serious in dealing with the bad boys who were on standby to tear him down.

Amidst their important conversation, Dinda suddenly entered with some files on her chest.

Steve narrowed his eyes at Zico. The man understood very well on the boss's hard code. Without in pinta Zico asked for resignation. "I'd better excuse you now. I want to take care of some important documents related to Mega project that is taking place in Bali. Next time we'll talk about this."

Zico plays his role in front of Dinda. It was as if he was acting as a good manager.

Zico leaves when Dinda approaches the two. Steve flicked his hand with a haughty attitude, the attitude as usual as if he was driving away a delinquent in the mafia figure.

"Sir Zico, good morning." Sapa Dinda made small talk as the two passed each other in the middle of the room to the outside door of the office. Dinda looked down a little respectfully.

Before Zico actually left Steve's room, he took the time to throw his smile at Dinda. It was as if his smile represented a 'good morning' greeting to Dinda.

Zico disappeared behind the silver-colored iron-handled glass door.

And now, in Steve's room all that's left is the two of them. But Steve slightly remembered Zico's words earlier when he saw Dinda standing in front of him. "Maybe they're also after Dinda. You better be careful now." That remark at least made Steve think of it in anticipation.

He knew, like most in the action drama movies, the mafia would definitely take the closest people from their arch-nemesis. Steve thinks more about this if it happens, then Dinda will be involved in it. Interesting game he thought with pride.

"I'd like to submit a financial statement a few months ago, as you asked." Said Dinda speaking a little loathsomely. Severe on Steve's serious facial expression. Dinda then thrust the files that he had laid on his chest even though he was a little not brave for him when he saw Steve talking seriously.

Steve took the file from Dinda's hand and learned it. His eyes squinted as he looked at the writing inside. But not long after, he again closed the black-covered file.

"How Sir? Does it match the company's cash inflow? Or should we look at last month's net income report?" Ask Dinda to interrupt. He was afraid that the report he made was wrong.

He was unable to face it because he felt he had done all of it carefully. But who knows, as before Steve always blames what he thinks is right. He did not want to repeat the same mistake as the other day.

But this time, the idea was a little wrong. Steve ignored Dinda's talk. He drowned his head in his soft work chair. As her soft hands massaged her forehead, it was as if she was dizzy and closed her eyes. Her eyelashes are long and flat. Dinda saw it and was a little fascinated by the look of the eyelashes, as if to rival the false eyelashes she once wore.

I don't know why Dinda even wanted to care about it. "Sir Steve! Are you okay?" Tanya Dinda paid a little attention.

Steve ignored it. He was not flinching like usual. Usually he was excited but now he looks lethargic.

Seeing that, at least Dinda was moved to understand what was happening. He approached Steve slowly. Then his hand unknowingly touched Steve's forehead to check whether his body was hot or not.

However Steve, his closed eyes for a moment reflected his shocked expression. His burly hand immediately grabbed Dinda's hand that was attached to his forehead.

Then pulled Dinda's waist so that Dinda fell in Steve's relaxed arms on the chair.

"What are you doing." Whisper Steve in a soft tone.

Dinda was nervous, because the man was acting all of a sudden. "I .... I'm checking on you, whether you're sick or not."

"Why do you care about me?" Ask Steve to pretend to be innocent. He was expecting this to happen.

"Because I don't want you to get sick." Reply Dinda talk keceplosan.

Dinda realized that she was saying something strange from her mouth. So that Dinda quickly revised his speech. "No... You must be healthy."

"Make sure so. Or you're trying to seduce my sexy body." Steve is back to narcissistic teasing.

"Of course Sir. I guarantee you won't do anything to your body." Kill Dinda.

Hearing Dinda's words, Steve grew tighter and tighter immersing Dinda in his arms. Dinda's voice in talking right about her earlobes. As a result, Steve felt like he was tempted by Dinda's veiled remarks.

"Then serve me and satisfy me with that ability." Temptation Steve whispered in Dinda's ear.

Steve was narcissistic as if Dinda was a comforting woman in front of him at the time.

"Sir Steve. What did you say!" High-pitched Dinda.

"I'm not the cheap woman you think I am." Dinda shouted at Steve.

"I'm not saying that you're a cheap woman. I just ask to be served with satisfaction. Satisfied in the sense of many things. One of them massaged my head and made me coffee already included in serving with satisfaction, right?" Steve whispered in Dinda's earlobe.

"Damn, why would I even think negatively at a time like this." Inner Dinda.

Then he acted pretentious in the style of language as if he was talking wrongly.

"Sir Steve. You always make me think negatively of what you're saying. I'm sorry if I'm sensitive." Dinda was embarrassed. Shame to think strangely.

He tried to push and let go of his hug on Steve, but Steve didn't let that happen.

"Don't tell me I'm a pervert again. Or for the rest of my life, I will curse you to be the widow of an unmarried earth."

"I didn't say that. And don't just guess." Dinda refused Steve's words.

The two were still in a warm embrace, Steve enjoying the hug. His laughing face expanded and sank into an extremely strong feeling in his heart.

"Please let me go. I don't want anyone to see me and rub me later." Pinta Dinda's.

But Steve did not pay attention to it, precisely by talking lightly he behaved as he pleased. "I told you that you are my woman, why should you be afraid of gossip?"

"But I never said that I was the Father's woman. I beg you not to monopolize like this." Dinda denied not accepting.

In his arms, Steve from earlier continued to whisper words that were racing in Dinda's ear so that the speech made him shudder amusedly.

"I don't care what you say. But I just want to ask you to stay like this. Hug me and don't let go before I ask to let go of this hug."

"But Sir......" Dinda again tried to argue, but Steve continued to search it great. "Reject me? You won't be able to do it." Steve is confident.

"Sir Steve kept asking me to hug him like this last night. Is it true that Steve really likes me." Dinda asked herself.

In Steve's arms, Dinda can not move freely because Steve is very powerful for him who is mini. But, just like last night, Dinda felt that Steve's heart was racing faster. His heart beat felt in Dinda's ear.

"What a nervous Steve sir. Seems like. She's nervous."

Dinda did not believe that this rude-looking man could turn out to be nervous.

In that embrace, Steve also really enjoyed this opportunity. The fragrant smell of Dinda's hair makes her comfortable and relaxed. He would not let Dinda out of his arms if he could. He even hopes that every day he can do it. Steve stroked Dinda's voluptuous long hair. The incredible sensation Steve felt as he hugged Dinda tightly.

Steve plays Dinda's soft hair. Slowly from the hair, the caress he was doing was now down to Dinda's chin.

He looked up at Dinda's face to look at her. "Regarding last night, do you already have the answer?" Steve reminded Dinda what he said last night.

Dinda had almost forgotten that Steve was expressing love to her. And he remembered that today was the deadline he had to decide. "But sir, I haven't thought about it yet" said Dinda, wanting to escape Steve's arms.

But Steve again took pains to pull it back so as not to escape from his embrace. "Stttt.... Don't think about it. I'm not forcing you to decide what your heart wants. Just hug me like this, and I'm comfortable."

Inevitably Dinda must accept his request, or she does not know what this narcissistic man will do later.

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