You're My Mouse

It won't come back

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Alan immediately shifted his gaze, as Layla ended her phone call, why did the woman, not tell Mr Amer the truth? If I scold him?

Until lunch came, Alan looked at Layla who was preparing after receiving a message on his phone, whether it was a message from whom.

"Are you going to lunch? You don't know the cafeteria in this building!" Alan said, leaning his back against the back of the chair to the size he was sitting on, with one leg crossed over his leg.

Layla got up from her seat, put a flash on Alan's desk.

"This is Mister, here's what you want! I'm not going back to this place, because I've finished my work for this week right!" layla said by pulling the corner of her lips upwards.

"But what if I don't like the results of the caffeine you're making this time?" Alan grinned, it was good, your suffering in my office I haven't started yet, you couldn't possibly get away with me.

"Master don't worry, I've made a few dices in there. But if indeed Master is not pleased with the results of my made disine, I think the Master himself must make your own mister's color."

"You-"

"Sorry sir, my husband is waiting for me downstairs. I'm ahead, Mister." Layla steps her feet out of her new workspace.

Chequek.

Nusi, who wanted to enter his master's office, passed Layla who was going outside Alan's office.

"Where are you going, Miss?" ask Nusi.

"Of course it's lunchtime. I'm first yes, sir!" Layla breezes past Nusi.

Nusi looked at Layla's back, which was getting further away from her sight.

"Sir, it's Miss Layla. Sir let's just leave?" Nusi stood in front of Alan's desk.

"Who said I'd let go!" Alan stared coldly at the flash on his desk.

"But that's Miss Layla, just got out of here!" nusi.

Alan moved from his seat, "We follow Layla, she must not be far away." Alan walked with a definite step, out of his study room with the flash that Layla had given him.

Nusi followed his Master from behind.

Amer greeted Layla with a warm embrace, it felt like it had been too long for her not to see Layla.

Amer pressed his hand, on Layla's back in his arms.

"Well, who said Mr. Alan would treat me badly, hem?" Layla showed her sweet smile, with her two dimples on her cheeks.

Crew crutches crutches.

The worm in Layla's stomach rang, as if reminding the two to stop talking.

Amer extended his hand to Layla's flat stomach, then stroked her, "You must have been very hungry, sorry, I forgot the main thing." amer said as if he were talking to Layla's stomach.

Without Layla and Amer knowing. Started chirping from the lips of employees Ardiansyah group, who like to gossip.

Seen from the pairs of eyes, which looked at the woman he knew, this morning entered the Ardiansyah group building along with Nusi, who else if not Layla.

"Isn't that the woman who came along with Mr. Nusi? Who is the man with her?" said the woman standing at the reception desk.

"Maybe her husband, it's intense to see her!" another receptionist said.

"I think that woman is Alan's lover! Because as far as I know, the woman had entered the workspace Mr. Alan." muttered the woman wearing a green uniform, office girl uniform in the Ardiansyah group building.

"Eh look at that! There's Mr. Alan and Mr. Nusi." said one employee.

Who immediately shut up, when he saw his arrogant boss was showing the trunk of his nose.

Layla begins to feel uncomfortable, when she realizes there are several pairs of eyes, which pay attention to the behavior of both.

"What the hell are you, ashamed. We're the center of attention!" A red tinge appeared on Layla's two cheeks.

Amer swung his two legs, clasping Layla's fingers, "Let's just let them know if you're mine!" amer.

Layla and Amer stepped out of the Ardiansyah group lobby, walking towards the parked Amer car.

"We'll then noon where, ka?" ask Layla who is now in the car, after Amer opened the car door for his wife, only Amer was about to get into the car. But his footsteps were restrained, when someone called out his name.

"Pak Amer Khan, wait!" alan's baritone voice sounded in Amer's ears.

Amer turned his body, looking towards the origin of the voice that called out his name.

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