A TWISTED MIND'S
Chapter 8 Emotions

"Who let you leave this room?" The ocean growled violently looking at Venus as if ignoring even as challenging her.

No one ever dared to ignore him. No one has ever left him as long as he hasn't finished.

But Venus was already emotional, when the principles of life that she held firmly disturbed and underestimated, her feelings could not give her tolerance. Forget the mission of working here. The principle is more important above all else than the mission.

"I don't know what your religion is or what your race and tribe is, but the title of desert man is very racist in my ears. From today on, I resign." Venus's stern voice with a vibrating voice.

Suddenly the laughter of the ocean filled all the space. Then followed by a loud applause until slowly the clapping sound disappeared.

"It turns out your emotions are much bigger than your brain." Ocean Sarkas underestimates. He pulled a little corner of his lips to see the reaction of Venus which he thought was very reactive in response to his flickering.

"Whatever.." Venus is very lazy to visit the ocean. It turned out that he was indeed very arrogant and minus morals.

"Aren't you reading the contract well?" Back the Ocean underestimates the inaccuracy of Venus. Precisely laughing in the heart because the Ocean has changed the contents of his contract without the knowledge of Venus. It was easy for him.

"What do you mean?" Venus did not understand the meaning of the Ocean, she remembered very well the contents of the contract he had signed.

"Read!" The ocean threw a large brown envelope toward Venus.

Venus caught it and opened the envelope. After 1 more minute of reading it, both of Venus' eyebrows furrowed. He felt he had never signed a contract containing many points that were very detrimental to him.

"What the fuck?" Now it is Venus who throws back the work contract sheet.

"I never felt I signed it, it was wrong, there must be a misunderstanding here." Venus was confused, when signing a contract in front of Mr. Hasan, all points felt normal-normal only and tend to all benefit him. Why is it different now. Is there anything he missed?

"Have you had amnesia so as not to recognize your own signature?"

Venus clenched her hands together, really she wanted to return Sam's words but for her own good she had to put it all down. Venus thought hard, clearly in the letter of the contract there was his signature.

"So what do you want?"

"Want me? Didn't you say you wanted to resign?" Sam asked with a devil grin on his face. He felt victorious because Venus tamlak resigned could not avoid.

Venus sighed harshly, where possible she resigned if the consequences had to pay 2 Billion rupiah. Money where?

Seeing the confusion and the resigned face of Venus, the Ocean again opened its voice.

"Why? Don't have that kind of money? But I have an offer if you really want to resign immediately." The ocean can read Venus' doubts.

Venus casts a doubtful look at the Ocean, suspicious of the choice Sam will make.

"Be the warmer of my bed and the fine I declare

Plaques

The ocean held her cheek which suddenly felt hot and sore.

Ocean waved his hand to Robby so as not to interfere and left the two of them right now.

The ocean stroked the part of her cheek that had been hit by a Venus slap. It was nothing to the Ocean, the taste of his slap was just like a fly that perched on his holy skin.

"I'm not a cheap lady lord of the Blue Ocean. You have twice degraded my dignity as a woman and as a Muslim woman. I apologized for wasting your precious time but you insulted my clothes and now you want me to sell you. Why don't you give me another sentence if I'm guilty? Why would you rather trample on my self-esteem?" No tears Venus had run down her cheeks.

The ocean that originally only wanted to play around with Venus bluffs did not even expect that it would be like this. The ocean thinks all women in the world are the same, seeing a handsome and well-established man like himself would be very easy for her to carry Venus on her hot bed. But apparently Venus balked and instead made a drama involving tears.

"Don't crybaby!" Hardik Ocean.

"As your punishment, from tomorrow you are responsible for making coffee for me every morning and after the break. Now that you're back in your room, I'm already having no taste in discussing work with you right now."

Venus only cursed herself who looks weak and crybaby in front of the Ocean.

"Remember... Don't leave your tears and snot out of this room!" Venus receives a tissue box that the Ocean thrusts at her.

Unfortunately, Venus' tears and snot flooded her face even more, like it could not be dammed.

"I'm sorry. cheek, sa. I'm sorry!"

For anything in this world, the Ocean must withstand the turmoil in his body to hear the voice of Venus that sounded very spoiled in his ears.

The voice teased him, the voice that was like asking to be protected, loved.

The ocean is almost crazy. He never cared so much about women's tears. Isn't one of her favorites to break women's hearts? Why should she care about Venus' tears?

The problem, instead of stopping, is that now Venus' tears are turning into a hiccup.

Impatiently watching a hiccup of Venus, the Ocean stood up from its seat, walked around the table and then pulled Venus' hand towards a room that made Venus's feathers bristle. All the bad thoughts popped into his head.

"What do you want me to do?" Venus tried to take off the clutches of Ocean's hands in her hands.

"Lake in!" The ocean pushes Venus' body into a toilet inside the Ocean's private room.

"Cry there if you still want, but not in my room. If anyone sees it, they think I'm whatever you are. I don't want people to think nothing of me!"

Brakes...

The ocean closed the bathroom door. He could not bear to see Venus crying like a child who had lost her beloved doll.

"Never come out of it until the traces of your tears disappear from your ugly face!"

The ocean still took the time to shout at Venus from outside the bathroom because it was still not thought to see the behavior of Venus earlier. He finally left his office to attend a meeting in the conference room.