Chapter 3 Sick With Longing

_____If it's a women's paradise for overtime free, it's a men's paradise, see beautiful women working again. ____Boss

I snorted, could - usually his college friend contacted just to give condolences for my status which turned single sad.

"Alright, just hold on to the annoying boss." Said Tasya giggled, "It's your match An times."

"That's evil, I don't want to." I pulled the blanket, today permission to work. Suddenly last night dizzy and not feeling well.

"Later, dear, then I will understand."

"Honestly Sya, instead of loving the boss, I better love Anggora at home." I do not accept. " But it's weird, inviting me to dinner this evening, aren't you overtime? "

"Usually?" Tasya turned the question to me.

"He's the boss, just take the fare in the chair, it's okay. Then Sya, he said he had already sold. Could he be a widower? "

Tasya chuckled, I ended up being the joke. " Widower? Wow? "He chuckled in amazement."

For your information: usually when you are married to a widower, you will have your blessing, you begin to make preparations. "

"Reason?" my forehead wrinkled, sometimes that damn friend really likes to go round and round when he is spoken to.

"How about you, the reason for your mother and father to accept your boss. Rich right? "

"Who am I to live by him?" I'm frustrated, just thinking about Bagas. I feel too tired thinking about the fate of life, love and family. If I take it to my heart, I can hang myself.

"Suppose I have a brother or sister, at least not having met a mate yet has a stepping stone. This is, I'm just a puppet, love affairs too lousy. I'm so bad luck, Sya. " I said behind the blanket, still calling Tasya in Jakarta.

BIGBOSS

"Aren't you afraid to be alone?" a familiar voice has returned, he said goodbye to Maghrib prayer at the Musalla where we had dinner.

"No, that's not it." I answered dryly, turned sideways. The boss looks more relaxed, a black T-shirt combined with knee-length pants. I almost praise his handsome face, because in the office he always wears a shirt or suit.

"Good?" he asks me again, straightening out his messy hair.

OH MY GOD, Bagas is passing by like this.

I nodded lazily, "not bad."

"After eating, let's watch?"

Again - again I was choked, Arkan always act like a forehead. After inviting him to dinner, even though all the way he just said dinner and now watch it together? Something seems wrong from Arkan.

"Did you bring a lover?" I purposely teased him.

"I brought a lover, do you want to be a mosquito repellent?" Reverse the question. " Whom are you accompanying inside? "

"Yes yourself, please yes sir. I'm still single, it's still a matter of days, I'm not as happy as you, please. "

Arkan nodded. " I accompany you Saturday night, reduce the species of creatures in the world who are only confused. " Arkan put the sling bag beside me, took out his cellphone as usual, busy himself.

Next time I invite you to watch, please let me know, you can prepare. Kucel like this, are you not ashamed? "

Arkan chuckled. " I just invite you to watch, not inviting a weekly date night, you know An, it's really excited. "

I grumbled, staring at Arkan with displeasure. " I like it grandfather, every now and then. " I have not formally spoken to Arkan, so be it. Having lost their work attributes, now they are friends outside the office.

"Why do you work for what An?" Suddenly the forest man asked, I was ordering food just glanced and read again.

"Looking for money." I answered briefly, pointing to the menu that I had chosen to the waiters.

"Oh, not looking for a mate?"

"Yes, it's a matchmaking company. But it's not wrong to try, what do you do yourself for? "

" It is none of your business." He said focus on cellphones.

I was annoyed at the answer, rolled my eyes after noticing Arkan was staring at me. " Why do you also have to ask, if you don't want to be asked yourself. It's weird, "

"Oh." Arkan's voice seemed reluctant to answer.

"I'm the type of independent woman." I can confidently boast the figure of Andini Sahara, who is none other than myself.

"What about your family, then you don't get tired of being scolded by me?"

"I'm from a simple family," I resisted eating the appetizer menu, turning to judge Arkan's answer. " If you ask if you are tired or not being scolded, the next day I will definitely be kicked out of the office, I still need income for the next two years. " I said like scared, the - boss started looking for bait here.

"Hear not story in the office, I am looking forward to Mr Ardi who will be replaced from the planning team. Don't you think about resigning? "

"No, you really insisted on asking me to resign, I really don't deserve to join your team." I wonder why lately I seem to be discredited by Arkan, even though the work contract still has two years to go.

Arkan was silent and I was silent, enjoying the food menu that we each ordered. I'm trying not to think about the question earlier, usually the boss really likes to make small talk to show one's identity. Yes, that's like calming down so that tomorrow morning it will be safe - peacefully leaving for work.

"Oh, I remember." I said suddenly. " What do you mean, excited at the office because of my fingers there. "

"Where are your fingers?"

I glared, as if Arkan didn't feel involved in the matter at hand.

"Yesterday, Ms. Talita showed you your story, since I didn't have any contact with you, so I didn't notice." I explained, "please go ahead, just barely an hour with Ardi, I really know the ring I usually wear."

"What ring?" Arkan frowned, pushing away the empty plates.

I sighed in annoyance, I was still pretending to be knocked out. " Dad, don't be a cat - a mouse, I know how come the owner of that little girl is. The ring is mine too, are you looking for the office boy's attention? "

Arkan nod, his gaze circulating to the left - right. " Yes, it's funny. "

" Which one?" I don't understand more.

"You said the ring belongs to you. Where? " his eyes stared at me, a little mocking because my fingers were empty of the ring.

I stepped on Arkan's feet, not on purpose but like an opportunity. " From Bagas, why am I using it again. I broke up, but I still know. "

"It's up to you, I'm lazy to talk." He said again.

My blood was changed, holding back the irritation until my teeth clashed.

"Already?" Arkan got up, took his wallet from his pants pocket. " Go to the car first, I'll go to the cashier for a while. "

"What are you doing in your car?" I grabbed the bag, looked at Arkan quite sharply.

"Are you refusing to invite me to watch?" Arkan's steps stopped, didn't go to the cashier's desk.

I nodded quickly, "suddenly I was sleepy. Just looking for chilies outside. "

Arkan cleared his throat. " Oh, I see?" his baritone voice grew heavy, his hand pocketed in his pants.

"What's that?" It wasn't me who was slow to digest, Arkan spoke who was weightless.

"Oh well, go home. Tomorrow morning, you don't have to come. " His words were scathing, I shivered with horror at the informal dismissal just now.

"You just fired me, is that right?" cold sweat soaked all over the body.

Arkan nodded. " That's right, if you refuse to accompany me to watch. "

"Heh sir, I'm a lackeys not a mistress. What do you do, do you fall for my self-esteem as a woman? " I said a little screaming, I didn't accept Arkan's words earlier.

"Why, I don't think you are like that. Presenting you to watch also has good intentions, at least taking your sick fever to your ex. " Clearly relaxed, I coughed at that.

"I'm pure fever from overtime, not left behind by former times." I softly, hoping Arkan hears it.

"Six months I asked for overtime, just today you won't be there. Is it logical? You should have permission to get sick every month. "

I'm lazy to argue, apart from being annoying - the boss is really nosy about other people's privacy.

"It's better to swap jobs with the gossip admin, that's perfect for you." I said passed, towards Arkan's car.

Arkan entered the queue, paid the bill for the order, his attitude remained relaxed as if nothing had happened. That is the strength of the Big - Boss. In fact, one office does not care, his heart is dead or he is innately burying above the Seven skies. He has an office, he has power.