Your Officemate's

7. Honest

Hans was grieving in his heart, it felt like he had a prank. He felt himself very stupid.

See how Mr. Lim with Clara, made Hans realize they weren't talking about business today.

Apparently, Mr. Lim is interested in Clara.

Hans thought back to his wife, remembering how he had taken the trouble to cook for her. Erika must be sad.

"Please Moms, I'll be home soon." Hans sent a short message to Erika.

Hans had indeed told Erika about this impromptu dinner. As usual, Erika allowed without much protest. But Hans was still not calm.

"It's okay. Take your time."

In less than 30 seconds, a reply message had entered Hans' phone. Messages accompanied by hugging and kiss emoticons.

But Hans was well aware, the reply from Erika was so quick. It signaled Erika was waiting for him.

"I eat at home. Wait for Moms..." Hans typed with a feeling of guilt.

"Sir Hans, Mr. Lim asked you." Clara nudged Hans' arm to pause his activity.

"Eh yeah? Sorry, Mr. Lim." replied Hans slightly stuttered as his focus was elsewhere.

"iiisssh. Brother Hans, Mr. How come you just order a drink? You ain't eating?" Clara showed her ugly face.

It's nothing, Clara actually knows that Hans sent a message to Erika instead.

What is annoying is that Hans does not seem to enjoy dinner with him, more precisely is dinner with Mr. Lim and himself.

"Sorry, Mr. Lim. I promised to eat at home. My wife's cooking." Hans said honestly because from the beginning he had no intention of eating.

"If there are no other important talks, can I go home first? Take your time with Clara." Hans was like asking, but from his words and tone it was clear he was saying goodbye.

As Hans alleged, the dipper was in tandem. Mr. Lim quickly asserted, even seemed happy when he knew Hans was saying goodbye.

Without saying much more, Hans immediately stepped out of the expensive restaurant.

One step...

Two steps....

Three steps...

Hans walked around guessing what would happen next.

Nah! Don't you? What happened next was in line with what Hans had in mind.

"Sir Hans!" not even ten steps away, Clara had already caught up and called out to him.

"Son Hans, I'd like to talk to you for a second." Clara hurriedly followed Hans who continued to step towards the exit.

As soon as he got outside the restaurant, Hans turned around. His eyes look sharp and sharp. Clara shuddered to see it.

"I want to talk!! Listen to me - good! Do not once - you repeat the "mockery" appointment like this. Especially without my permission!"

"Why are you so afraid of your wife? A little bit of chat, a minute call. Have a little fun, Brother Hans.." lamented Clara as if all this was Hans' fault.

Pupus was already his intention to protest at Hans for leaving him. How else, Mr. Boss has already spouted his anger.

I don't know, what terms would be appropriate for a guy like Clara. I was so confident and never felt guilty.

"You're just a kid. Don't know what the matter of marriage is." Hans' voice was slow but still.

He doesn't like to be afraid of his wife. Whatever his treatment of Erika was a form of appreciation for a wife, not fear. But Hans was too lazy to explain it to Clara.

"O'yeah, I didn't play and I assume you understood because I warned you only once" Hans continued, adding emphasis to the last two words.

"And one more thing, give my blazer back to Lusi. Let him take care of it. I don't want Erika to think that's not - no"

Hans passed away leaving Clara who was looking at him with a look of shock mixed with sadness.

A dinner appointment with the client made Hans snap at him. Things Hans hadn't done since Clara first worked. Hans is a nurturing superior, and low profile. With her, Clara felt comfortable and protected.

For the first time in her life, Clara regretted being born 12 years longer than Hans. If only he could choose, he would ask God to get to know Hans faster. And of course, Hans' wife is now himself and not Erika.

*****

Flashbacks

"Ayooo...." Clara so casually slipped her hand into Hans's arm and swung like a child.

Hans gulped, as he realized Clara's body was attached to him. Warm and soft. The scent of sensual perfume that burst from Clara's body froze her. Hans's mind drifted back to the scene this afternoon. The mountain side is so beautiful, challenging and sexy.

Sexyy?!!

Those words jolted Hans back to reality. His arm was fast - fast.

"Wear your blazers! I don't want Mr. Lim thinks badly of our company" Hans orders.

"But Brother Hans, I didn't bring blazer today." Clara blinked her eyes innocently.

In his heart Hans sighed, trying to calm his feelings that were swayed by the actions of Clara.

"Come on's... Mr Lim must have arrived. I'll just wear this." Clara quickly walked over while grabbing Hans blazer that was draped in chair , then immediately put it on.

"Haaaah!?? TAR...SE... RAH" Hans screamed in despair at Clara and herself.

The next incident, really cliche is that they both went together to Mr. Lim waited.

The other is Hans. The atmosphere in the car seemed quiet, although Clara several times tried to invite Hans to chat.

Hans's face was serious, and his mind was filled with a barrage of Clara's behavior.

*****

Back at dinner, Hans drove his car to the house. His feelings are mixed. The only thing he wanted right now was to go home and hug Erika.

Uh....Erika's?

Yep. Just by remembering his name alone, Hans' feelings became calmer. Reduced speed of the car, then retrieved the phone. Immediately touch the top favorite number. Just once a connecting tone sounded, Erika immediately replied.

"Yes...Brother Hans?" a cheerful voice greeted him.

Erika's voice made everything tired and the chopsticks in Hans' head yawned somewhere.

"I went home Moms." Hans' voice sounded like a child complaining to his Mama.

"Hahaha...what's the story today?" asked Erika softly.

The question that made Hans immediately vent his frustration.

Hans told Erika everything. Starting from the lunch invitation, then the clothes that Clara wears today, until an impromptu dinner. Not to forget also told him, how Clara wrestled with him.

Despite the strange feeling of slipping in her heart, Erika remained faithful to listen and did not comment until Hans finished spilling his uneg.

"Trus, next how's Brother Hans?" finally Erika made a sound.

"She's young and dangerous, Moms.." Hans' reply sounded like a complaint.

Hmmmmmm??????

Young and dangerous? You mean what Haaaanns? (Author)

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