You're My Mouse

Don't ge'er

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"really? Well I am very flattered. In preparing a special room, as if I was special to this company." Layla pulled the corner of her lips, with her beautiful eyes.

Nusi grinned, we'll see you later Miss, do you still think, if you're special after knowing your workspace.

Nusi stopped his footsteps, while standing at one of the front doors of the signboard, the main director's room.

Chequek.

"Please come in, Miss!" Nusi exclaimed with his hands still on the door hendle.

Layla frowned, "Didn't you drive me wrong? Mr. Nusi must be mistaken, this is the main director's room." Layla was silent, in her place.

"Sorry Miss, I can't be mistaken. I set up your desk in there myself!" Nusi puts his smile on Layla.

"What's? In the?" Layla muttered softly.

"Hello Miss! Welcome to the Ardiansyah group! I hope you're happy to be able to do your job in this room!" Alan's baritone voice, was heard in tandem with the sound of his shoes stepping on the floor.

Alan greeted Layla, with his sharp eyes, his grinning smile. Standing straight, not far from the door of his study that was still open.

Layla looks at Alan's face, this man why does he look insincere? His smile is the same as the old Rudi bang, why did I so equate Pak Nusi with bang Rudi? Is this just my feeling?

Alan sat down, nothing special! It's only fair if her step-sister, to snatch her ex-husband from her hands. In any case, this woman is not worth defending! It is only fitting that her husband prefers to have an affair with his own sister-in-law.

Nusi looked at the two in turn, what did Miss Layla and Mr Alan think?

"Do you want me to carry you, to sit in your work chair, Miss Layla!" Ask Alan sarcastically

"No need, I can do it myself! But can I choose to work elsewhere? Emm my masud, not one room with, Mr. Alan." Layla, who seemed hesitant, stepped her feet into the main director's room.

With his flat face, Alan stepped forward, standing closer than Layla, "Do you know Miss, here is not the company of your husband! So obey everything I say!" Said Alan in a whisper in Layla's ear.

Layla steps back one step from Alan, patient Layla, this is a test for you.

"Do you think I want to be around you? Don't ge'er!" Alan turned his body, walking towards the chair to his magnitude.

Layla stepped, in the direction that signaled her desk, saying politely, "Sorry Lord Alan, honorable, if you think so. I'm just afraid, sir is bothered by my presence here."

Layla sits herself in her new chair. Take his laptop out of his bag.

"Owh isn't it Miss who's afraid of falling in love with me? Over the next year, Miss Layla will meet me often, the same workspace, even more often together." Said Alan with a grin.

Layla just smiled wryly, with no intention of answering what Alan told her.

Layla stared at her laptop with a focused look, her fingers began to pull nari on the keyboard board, she thought I was what? Women who are easily tempted by other men? Oh, my God. His thinking is so narrow.

Alan stared intently at Layla, the pen in his hand continued to play with a swivel, brazen! He thought, who is he!

While Nusi has left the office of his boss, with the door now closed. There was only Layla and Alan, who were now inside the main director's office.

"Do you know! What concept do I want, to be sneezed on the carpet I ordered in this month?" Ask Alan arrogantly.

"Master just needs to say, what kind of concept do you want." Light Layla with ease.

"I want a concept that is lavish, elegant, with a calm, mysterious color." Alan said, with a look that seemed, was describing what he said.

Alan frowned, "What do you mean, woman or man?"

"Which sir describes it, in the direction of a woman or a man? Is my question still unclear to your ears, sir?"

"What's different about women or men? In essence, I want the carpet that you're using later on. will complement each other with a classy, international-grade dwelling." Bright Alan who is engaged in real estate, luxury residences.

"All right."

"Did you describe it! What do I want, right?" Ask Alan curiously.

"Please sir, Mr. Alan just said it! I need time to draw it." Ejek Layla's.

"Hurry to finish your job!" Alan grumbled firmly.

"Without Master asking, I will also do my duty and finish it!" Layla Grousers.

Hape Layla who was in his blazer pocket vibrated.

Dreeet dreeet.

Layla took out her hape, from inside her blezer pocket.

Layla frowned, whichever time saw who, who was calling her phone number.

Layla answered her phone call, with her right hand, she placed the flat object on her earlobe.

While his eyes and left hand, keep focusing on the disein he is working on.

[[Hai Layla, are you actually working on a project in that office? You didn't take me along?" ] Ask Mia, after her phone call was answered by Layla.

"Try asking yourself, to the person who gave the terms!"

[[Indeed who gave such a strange requirement?" ] Ask Mia.

"Whoa, tell me no!" Layla turns her eyes on Alan.

Alan who began to feel disturbed by the voice, Layla's babbling, was clearly visible with Alan's behavior that could not be silent in his seat.

Now change the voice Nami heard from there.

[[How come Layla, do they look good on you?" ]

"Where do you think? Are you guys so much free time, you can call me, at work like this?" Layla said, as a distraction from her best friend who worries about her in people's offices.

"Can you please raise your voice a little, Miss Layla! Your voice is already bothering my ears!" Alan grumbled with his cold voice.

[ "Who's Layla's voice? There's no way that's Alan's voice, is it?" ] Ask Mia who is starting to get worried.

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