Young Widow Romance
Anne
Anne was still tidying up the clothes Syedza had spread to the floor earlier. Syedza sprang up on the bed and curled up in the thick blanket, He looked up, thinking about what the next step he used to solve the puzzle of this room.
"Anne!"
"Yes miss!". Anne walked towards Syedza
"Where's your phone? ". Ask Syedza
"It's miss". Anne showed me her left pocket.
"Can you help me contact your young master, Anne?". Pinta Syedza
"Sorry lady why don't you just call her yourself". Anne's looking for a reason to be in a safe position
Don't miss I beg you not! I could be in danger if you insist on your will, Miss. Inner Anne was terrified
"Anne, you don't get scared like that, I feel guilty about you if you act like that". Tegur Syedza saw Anne's face turn pale.
"No miss, I'm just afraid of interrupting young master's work hours if I call him now". Anne answered nervously
#Flashback on#
"Do you understand what each of you is doing?". Moehe's voice echoed in the air
"Ready sir!". Speak to Moehe's men simultaneously
"One more time, don't you ever lend your lady your personal belongings without my permission. Unless it's directly related to the life of the lady". Moehe closed the briefing that afternoon, shortly after Moehe returned home from her office for the first time.
#Flashback off#
Moehe's statement was ringing in Anne's ear, when Syedza wanted to borrow Anne's personal cell phone, immediately shocked Anne.
"Anne, take it easy I'll talk to her, not you. I just wanted to borrow your phone for a second, Anne, just for a second, you don't bother Anne very much". Syedza blinked with his next eye
"Ta. but. miss tu___". Anne's sentence was cut off by the words syedza
"That's it. Here.." Syedza took the phone to Anne's left
Anne could only remain silent, confused as to how else
"Miss, I could die if you're this hard". Anne mengiba
"I'm in charge, Anne. Calm down". Syedza calms Anne
Syedza swiped through Anne's phone screen, and,
'Face not found'
Turns out he used his cell phone key with face detection. It's so easy. Yeeey!. Inner Syedza
"Anne, look here! looky here". Pinta Syedza held up the phone to Anne's face
Anne raised her face.
Tiiit....
"Yeyyy! Succeeds".
Syedza ruffled the contents of Anne's cell phone, looking for something she was looking for - Moehe's personal number. Syedza wanted to protest Moehe over Moehe's injustice to her.
'Young master'
Looks like Moehe's number. Inner Syedza
"Yeyyy! Finally got your young master's number. Aaaahh I can't wait to argue with her!". Cheerful Syedza
"Don't miss, don't. I beg you not!". Shouts of Anne shaking Syedza's body want to snatch the phone.
"Just for a minute Anne, I'm not going to open up your privacy on this phone, so take it easy. I just borrowed it for 5 minutes huhhhh? ". Syedza calmed Anne.
Tuuuttt...
"Hello! Moehe Ahhh___"
"The number you are going to is inactive___"
"Ahhh shit! I thought I'd picked it up". Mumbled. Syedza
Haha. You're the one who's too enthusiastic, miss. Inner Anne chuckled at Syedza's behavior
Syedza called him again
"The number you are going to is inactive or___". The voice of the operator from across there was heard again
"Damnah... How could he turn off his phone while it was out here". Shuram Syedza
"Maybe the young master is still on the flight, lady, soon perhaps the young master can already be contacted". Anne has a voice
"All right, let's wait a minute!". Syedza
"Excuse me, miss, my phone". Anne said politely looking down to pick up her phone.
"Anne wait! You must stay here until I finish contacting your young master" Syedza said
Just kill me, miss! Kill it! Kill it! I sincerely miss than I tortured the young master after this. Inner Anne
After about 15 minutes of waiting Syedza finally called Moehe again
tuuutts....
"Yes". Moehe's voice was heard from across the street
"Hallo! Moehe it's me!". Shouted Syedza
Owenhhh... What was I gonna talk to him about. Ihhh moehe later picked up his phone. Inner Syedza
"Yes, Why?". Answer Moehe flat
How could I forget this?. Inner Syedza
"You're why you've been picking up the phone for so long!". Syedza
"Aahh you? You miss me?". Moehe said teasingly
"Iiihhh you..how can you talk like that!". Syedza
"It hasn't been even an hour since we parted, you've missed it this way. I was ngangenin". Moehe smiled cunningly
"I want to make a calculation with you, how can you put a password on everything in this room". Syedza was upset
"What are you talking about, honey? You are adorable". Moehe chuckled at Syedza's rant
"You know I almost died in the dark, because I called you crazy". Syedza
"What's? Are you crazy about me? Haha. I guessed it". Temptation Moehe again
"I'm serious Moehe! I'm no longer in the mood to hear your tacky chatter!" Syedza said that the tone of his voice was how many octaves
Moehe was silent
"You even locked all the closet shelves that contained my clothes. You mean what Haaahh?". Syedza ketus protest
"Dear patience. I'll just leave you a nightshirt for as long as I'm outside so you can't go anywhere". Moehe replied casually
"Hiii-hh. Where can I go? Your bodyguards make me feel imprisoned!" . Syedza was upset
"I've put a password on everything in that room. I'll love the Clue, you sweet talk to solve the riddle". Answer Moehe
"That's you're __". Syedza's sentence was cut off by Moehe's words
"You rest! Good night, baby! See you back!". Moehe closed the conversation
tuuuttt...
Phone connection disconnected.
"Deehhhh... It sucks a lot!". Moehe threw her hands rough on the bed, and she beat the bed furiously
"Anne are you listening? Uh-hhh... I hate it so much. Hate it! Hate it! Hate it!" Say Syeza Masi hitting the mattress and pillows alternately
"What can I do, miss?" Ask Anne politely
"That's Anne, I don't know! I don't know how either.
Now that you're out, I'm going to sleep.
My energy has run out of facing your young master ever since". Syedza said weakened, it looks like he must rest now to face the reality of tomorrow again.
"Well, ladies, I'll say good night! and happy rest, miss". Anne said politely
Aaahhh today is very tiring, how can I face tomorrow, if my strength is only this limited?
