Wedding Last night

Piqued

The Part 13

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the atmosphere of the office was very quiet, because it was already hours home from work. All employees must have gone home.

Zafran, who had just reached the office, headed straight for the elevator and climbed to the third floor. As she passed by Ruhi's study, she saw Ruhi still sitting sweetly on the chair while playing her phone screen. Zafran who felt surprised, because usually Ruhi will immediately disappear if the clock comes home.

"Why haven't you come home yet?" Zafran asked probing, as he stepped into Ruhi's study.

Hearing Zafran's greeting, Ruhi stopped her activities. Ruhi looked at Zafran for a moment, then placed the phone on her lap.

"I'm waiting for Esa Tuan. I promised to take her home, while Esa was locked in the master's room" Ruhi replied.

Ruhi hopes her boss frees Kayesa and lets her go home with him. If not Ruhi became very guilty of Kayesa, because she was the one who begged Kayesa to come to the office.

"You just go home. Kayesa is my responsibility," Zafran said expressionlessly, then passed.

Ruhi looked at the back of the man, ten years working with Zafran, never did Ruhi see Zafran smile at him, which was there every day he always got the toughness of the man. No matter what the boss' heart is made of, it's never friendly to anyone.

If only Ruhi could work in another place where her salary was as big as in Zafran company, she had long since left this office. There is no need to look at the face of Sangar Zafran every day.

Zafran. Ruhi takes back her phone, then sends a whatsapp message to Kayesa, informing her that she's home first. After making sure the message was sent. Ruhi immediately ran down to the parking lot.

While Zafran who has entered the workspace, scanning the room that has been neatly arranged, more comfortable and beautiful in view of the eye.

"Kayesa's taste is good too," Zafran's inner clucked.

I don't know what changed the taste in Zafran's heart, usually he did not like it the most if there are other people who change the position of goods in his study. But this time it was very different, he liked the arrangement Kayesa did.

"Kadisha!" Zafran called out in a shrill voice, as the figure of the woman could not be found.

"Where is he?" Zafran dragged his foot stepping in deeper.

His eyes focused on the figure of a woman who was asleep on the sofa with a position tilted to the right.

"Basar kampungan girl, told to work and even sleep," maki Zafran.

Zafran crouched down beside Kayesa, his right hand patting Kayesa on the shoulder, trying to wake the woman up. However, repeatedly patted him, Kayesa did not wake up.

"Sleeping a buffalo kayak. Is it because you never sleep in a soft place" Zafran muttered.

"Sa! Esa!" This time Zafran slapped hard on Kayesa's cheek."

Of course Zafran's clap made Kayesa piqued, she wriggled perfectly, as if she was sleeping in her house, stretching out her hands, until her right hand touched Zafran's face accidentally. When Kayesa opened her eyes she was shocked.

"Eh. Signore. Sorry!" Kayesa immediately got up from her seat.

"Relaxed. All told to work even sleep?" Omel Zafran, however, accidentally touched Kayesa's face, tidying Kayesa's scattered hair and tucking it in her ear.

Kayesa's face pouted, until her lips were cone-shaped. He ventured to look at the man who never thanked him, then grabbed the bag and stood up.

"Where are you going?"

"Go home" Kayesa replied.

"Wash your face first" said Zafran.

Kayesa's face was red, she became misbehaved, when she realized Zafran was watching her. Kayesa moved up, immediately headed for the door outside.

"Hay! Don't go." Zafran blocked Kayesa's arm, dragging her into the bathroom.

"Wash your face first. Let it look fresh, I don't want people out there to think that I'm the evil boss who enslaves subordinates." Gerrutu Zafran slammed the bathroom door, as soon as Kayesa was inside.

Kayesa beredik got Zafran treatment, she wanted to scream annoyed, already tired, instead of getting praise, but instead got scolding.

"The basis of the male is unclear," Kayesa's inner self involuntarily two crystal feathers fell at the corner of her eyes.

What exactly does Zafran want from Kayesa. Why did he ask Kayesa to return to his office. Is because he already knows, that Kayesa is his ex-wife who has managed to end his adventure.

Or Zafran hates Kayesa. Because Kayesa's presence has changed her life principles. Who never appreciates women, who only consider women as lustful, who can be in the can and throw away at any time.

"Well! You're taking a long time right inside. You're still alive." Zafran banged on the bathroom door, not hearing the sound of water gurgling. The voice sounded angry, but his heart was actually worried.

"Yes in a moment," Kayesa said, which made Zafran breathe a sigh of relief.

"Quick! Or do I want to stay" cried Zafran again.

Clik... Kayesa turned the handle and waved the door, exiting the bathroom. Zafran thrust some tissue towards Kayesa and gestured to wipe her face.

"Let's go home" said Zafran, pulling Kayesa's hand out of her private room.

Kayesa brushed off Zafran's hand, she tidied her hair with her hand, grabbing the phone lying on the sofa table. Kayesa moves out of the CEO's office. Kayesa let down her steps, letting Zafran walk in front.

"Street not behind that. Here," Zafran said, again pulling Kayesa's hand, asking Kayesa to walk beside her.

The atmosphere in the office was already very quiet, not a single employee was seen. Zafran and Kayesa walked down the office corridor.

There was no chatter between Zafran and Kayesa, all the way to the elevator with footsteps. The elevator opens, Zafran pulls Kayesa's hand, taking her along to the elevator.

Kayesa's eyes stared at Zafran's hand, which was still holding her finger. Kayesa's heart beat twice as fast as usual. Kayesa was wrong. He wanted to pull his hand from Zafran's grasp. But he was afraid Zafran was offended, if left for a long time, Kayesa could stroke, because of piety.

Oh God. I don't know what happened to Kayesa's heart. She could have thought that the man standing next to her liked her. In terms of Zafran's treatment of him was very unfriendly.

"Master. Can you let go of my hand, "pinta Kayesa quietly.

Hearing Kayesa's request, instead of being released, Zafran tightened his grip.

"Why?" Ask Zafran stupid.

"Eh, it's okay," Kayesa replied nervously, as Zafran looked at her face.

Kayesa's feeling became cold hot, sweat began to pour on her forehead and back. As the elevator opened, Kayesa slowly pulled her fingers from Zafran's grasp and stepped ahead of Zafran.

Kayesa stared at the clock on her phone screen, seventeen hours past forty-five minutes, dusk soon arrived.

"Wait here. I take the car" Zafran said, asking Kayesa to hold her briefcase, then step into the parking lot.

"Brook in!" Zafran lowered the car glass.

"I only wear ojek. Master!" Kayesa went around opening the car door, putting down Zafran's briefcase, then shutting back the car door.

Zafran went down, then approached Kayesa, without further ado, grabbed Kayesa's phone roughly, then pulled her hand. Zafran opened the front door of the car and pushed Kayesa in.

"But Sir. My house is far away" Kayesa said feeling unwell after being in the car.

Zafran did not care about Kayesa's words, he pressed the accelerator and slid off the office, Zafran's car splitting the highway.

"Master! Let me ask for my phone."

Zafran took out Kayesa's phone, which he had snatched and put in his shirt pocket, then thrust it into Kayesa.

All the way, no chatter. Zafran stiffened, he didn't know where to start talking. Kayesa is just pretending to be busy with her phone. Zafran did not need to ask where Kayesa lived, because Rayzad had shared her location when he asked Rayzad to find out where Kayesa was.

"Eh... The master! Just stop here" Kayesa said as she watched Kiano and Maeka want to get into the mini market.

Zafran stopped the car right in front of the mini market. After saying thank you, Kayesa opened the car door, got off and got out.

"Kiano!"

Hearing his name being called, Kiano turned his back and ran over.

"Mother!" Kiano splashed in Kayesa's arms.

"Sorry, my dear. Today the mother is overtime" Kayesa said as she carried and hugged her son.

"He's your son?" Suddenly Zafran was already standing beside Kayesa.