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Coercing

"Sir Jo?" Jamilah quickly tidied up her lunchbox when she realized her lover was already standing nearby. Kendra's hand that held out a tissue, was not considered at all.

"It's over?" jonathan asked flatly.

"Already," said Jamilah somewhat faltered. He felt like a thief caught under Jonathan's sharp gaze.

"Follow me" Jonathan said, taking tissue from Kendra's hand and giving it to Jamilah. He did not care at all about the existence of the man sitting in front of Jamilah.

"Where?"

"Stella's house." The face of Jamilah who had been happy to be approached by his lover, immediately dimmed to hear where Jonathan was going to take him.

"My work hours are not finished yet" said Jamilah lazily.

"Yin."

"Ga can have that permission, sir. I'm just an employee here. Besides, I have no business at Mba Stella's house" said Jamilah. Jamilah did not hide his dislike at all to hear the name Stella called.

"I allow it" Jonathan said as he walked into the restaurant.

"Sir! ... Jo Sir!" Jamilah ran after Jonathan who had already stepped quickly towards the restaurant.

Once again Kendra witnessed firsthand the debate of the same lovers. In his heart he murmured if the woman he had loved secretly all this time, sweet and obedient like Jamilah and not fierce like a lion maybe he did not hesitate to express his heart.

"Excuse me, I'd like to meet the leader or manager of this restaurant." Jonathan immediately approached one of the waiters who was waiting for guests to choose a menu.

"Sir Joo." The waiter replied, Jamilah had pulled Jonathan's arm so as not to make a fuss at his workplace.

"I want to see your boss, take me to see him," Jonathan said casually. He said when Jamilah pulled him to the corner of the room.

"Remain, Sir?"

"You need permission so you can go home quickly today" Jonathan said. His eyes looked for the figure who would have been in charge of the restaurant.

"I don't want to come."

"You have to come along" Jonathan said as he walked toward Reno, who had just walked out of the employee room. Jamilah stomped his feet in annoyance. He was angry with Jonathan.

"Good day, is it Mr. Chairman here?"

"I'm in charge here, how can I help you?" Reno frowned. He certainly knew who Jonathan was, but what caught his attention was that one of his subordinates looked sullen behind Jonathan.

"I want to ask permission for Jamilah to be able to go home sooner this afternoon."

"Oww, what's the problem, sir, if I may know?"

"Family business" Jonathan said briefly. Let's roll both his eyes up to hear the reason Jonathan gave. Which family, the inner.

"Of course I can."

"You better get ready, we don't have much time. I'm waiting in the car" Jonathan said as soon as Reno gave his permission. Without waiting for Jamilah to go inside and pick up his bag and open his apron, Jonathan had already gotten out of the restaurant heading to his car.

"You take care of the wedding yaa," teased Mr. Reno.

"For Mr Reno! why the use of diijinin all," spray Jamilah while removing the apron and throw it on the table.

"Loh, it's usual for employees to ask permission 'will be allowed, '" said Mr. Reno with a gawking face.

Get in the car with your face folded. He accidentally slams the door of his car a little harder so Jonathan knows that he doesn't like his girlfriend to meet other women.

"What the hell are you doing, La?"

"Eat first, dong. How can you get better if you don't want to eat?"

"Yeah, it's me otewe go there. Just wait okay."

Jamilah wanted to snatch Jonathan's phone and throw it out the window, but he was also worried if instead he was thrown Jonathan out of a running car.

Jonathan was still silent after closing his phone. He did not invite Jamilah to speak a word during the trip. It was as if there was a thick cloud of cloud that was trailing the young man's face.

Arriving at Stella's house, he did not take Jamilah down from the car. Jonathan seemed to forget there was someone else in the car with him. Jamilah tried to resist the raging feeling inside her chest.

Again he tried to understand Jonathan's difficult condition. Follow Jonathan's long steps through Stella's large courtyard. From afar he saw the main door opened and Jonathan rushed in.

"Who are you looking for?" ask the housekeeper who opened the door when Jamilah wanted to enter following Jonathan.

"Sa-I was coming with Mr. Jonathan," said Jamilah pointing to Jonathan who was not seen at the end of the stairs.

"Ow, sit here and wait for him." The housekeeper pointed at the large sofa inside the living room.

As he walked slowly toward the designated sofa, his eyes continued to point toward the door of the room Jonathan entered. In his heart continued to ask, what is his lover doing in there?, is there anyone other than the two of them?

Jamilah's hands squeezed each other in anxiety, his heart fidgeting between jealousy and anger because it felt ignored. What he was brought here for if he was thought to be non-existent.

"Be! let's go up." The sound of Jonathan's call from the second floor slightly shocked him, "What are you doing downstairs?" jonathan asked as soon as he reached the top of the stairs.

"Mr also did something in the room alone," said Jamilah as he glanced into the room and made sure that there was only Jonathan and Stella in the room.

"You jealous?" Jonathan teased slightly and held back his smile.

"Why did I come here?" Jonathan's temptation had no impact on Jamilah who was hot in his heart.

"Lake in." Jonathan leads Jamilah into Stella's spacious room.

"Hi, Milah," said Stella with an expressionless look on her face.

Stella is much better than she was in the hospital. There were no more breathing apparatus, all that remained was an infusion needle stuck in Stella's arm.

"Hi, Mba Stella how's it going, it's better, yes" Jamilah said kindly.

"Lumayan," said Stella briefly.

"Thank God." For some reason, Jamilah felt that Stella's attitude now differed greatly from the last time they met.

"Jooo, I want that." Stella pointed an orange fruit over the nightstand.

Jonathan spontaneously picked up and peeled the orange and gave it piece by piece to Stella. After a while he realized, there was Jamilah with him.

"La, with the help of Milah, yes, I'm going to the toilet first." Jonathan intends to escape from the room to seal his awkwardness.

"Let me just." Stella took the orange from Jamilah's hand.

Jamilah was stunned to see the change in Stella's attitude when Jonathan was not in the room. The girl looked healthy and fine, but when Jonathan was with her Stella was like a weak and helpless girl.

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