Adagio |Risk Of Life|
The adagio 05
People say, don't know then don't love. Perhaps that was what Hyuji was digesting at the moment. About his new employee, John Wilson.
Wah, Hyuji was at a loss for words when facing his new employee. In fact, he was still awake at twelve o'clock at night because of the young man's speech.
Maddened.
Hyuji had never faced such a human during his twenty-eight years of life. How dare he ask Hyuji out on such a stark date.
"Aaaarggghh." sighed Hyuji frustratedly as his eyes did not fall asleep. "Why should he say that in front of me! He's very good at talking!" hyuji muttered involuntarily shuffling his mane to formless again.
"Jimmy doesn't like it! John is a bitch!" said Hyuji guessed while slamming his body back to spread over a stretch of expensive and soft mattress.
"Tell me tomorrow if he's late! I'll fire that right then!"
Hyuji pulled the blanket, covered the body completely, between the noise of air conditioning and also the dim sleep lights that accompanied.
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John still remembered how happy the mother's face was, when he said he was accepted at work.John even explained clearly how the workplace, which is, how his boss and also how much salary he will receive later. Everything was open, nothing he covered at all. Afraid his mother would find out, and would hit him with an object larger than a broom handle.
John circulated the view staring at the ceiling of the room, resting on the sturdy arm dalm wrapped sleeveless shirt with a picture of his favorite ball club. Shuffling away at a memory, where she met Hyuji that night.
"Haaah, why did God even hear what I said that night?"
This time John smiled, quite sweet and warm on thin lips with a tailalat just below the bottom of the ledge.
"He's very pretty! But why, that pretty girl wants to end her own life?"
"Is he desperate because his shop is deserted?"
John got up violently. Rejecting the two beads with beautiful and round hazel together, then pursed funny lips while muttering again. "If it's true like that, what does it mean that I took the job wrong?! I will not receive a penny's salary, because indeed the flower shop is very quiet!"
True, Hyuji flower shop is still new and not many people know because the location is also located among the alleys of the village is quite quiet.
John massaged his temple, a little disappointed because it had affixed the signature on the contract agreement letter of employment, where one of the articles did not make sense at all in John's personal opinion.
"You must read the last chapter!"
The speech is still ringing clear—because Hyuji's soft voice is very dear to miss. Where the article says if he has to pay the penalty if he resigns unilaterally before the period of work recorded in the agreement expires.
"Waaah.I'm really stuck right now!"
John again laid himself on a small bed that was only enough for one man. Then feel the switch on the bed and turn off the main light, then turn on the dim light on the small nightstand on the side of the simple bed that he occupied.
"I don't even intend to remember that! But he made me not forget!" john murmured softly, twisting the ends of the blanket that covered half of his burly body." Arrrggh, shit!" john grumbled while changing positions while trying to curl.
Until finally he fell asleep, diving into the dreamland that he hoped would be beautiful tonight.
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As promised when he was just accepted to work, John actually came thirty minutes before work hours began. Today she is wearing black clothes, actually she knows it does not fit the concept of selling flowers which of course must look more cheerful.
John looked into the store, there was no sign of life there. He believes the owner has not arrived. Until John's bead saw the presence that was running in a black shirt and black jeans, John looked back at himself—Sama. John smiled wryly in response to that disinclination.
Until Hyuji's feet stopped right in front of the store door, John just kept his distance so that his boss opened the land where he was scavenging for money coffers.
"Madam—"
"Don't call me madam! Call me Hyuji! That's my name!" suhut Hyuji was upset and tired because he was called madam by John.
"Come in and help me tidy up some withered flowers!"
"Ah, sure!" john answered at a glance while trailing behind Hyuji.
The natural fragrant aroma was smelled when the door managed to open Hyuji. John who was not so fond of the aroma and also various types of flower arrangements, is now starting to be interested.
Both are gone behind the clinking door. Hyuji placed the bag he was carrying inside the locker he was locking, linked the two palms while cursing, perhaps praying for his shop to be crowded today.
After that, Hyuji took a step towards the place where the flowers had withered, rested and then sorted, and threw the withered flowers into the place he had provided. John came and sat across Hyuji, helping to sort out the flowers.
"About what I said the other day, I apologize for speaking so impolitely to you!" john opened the conversation.
"It's okay! You are free to speak to me in any language! Whatever!"
"But you're my boss, so I don't think it's appropriate if I'm speaking impolitely to an—"
Hyuji stopped his hand from sorting out the flowers, turned his gaze to the handsome figure before him, held his annoyed breath then said.
"I told you I don't mind if you talk to me formally or informally! I'm not fighting about that!" hyuji said ketus and was also upset with John. And then brought himself to stand by to leave John, grabbing some live flower pots for him to display in front of the store aimed at attracting customers.
However, John hastily grabbed the pot from Hyuji's hand and brought it out and arranged it there.
The morning atmosphere was busy. Seen several people passing by on the road to get to their respective workplaces. And also seen outside, the view of the girls passing by is always fixed and can not be separated on the figure of John who is busy arranging flowers there. Indeed, John is the definition of a perfect word, his face and body shape is really not playful. Even seen, John who pretended to be a familiar fit—genit on the girl who did not turn away when looking at him.
Until now, John managed to bring two girls into the flower shop Hyuji.
"Yuji-nim! They want to buy two red roses!"
Hyuji was surprised, then excitedly Hyuji ran over. Best service for both of them. Even Hyuji had time to promote other types of flowers, hoping they would be interested. But to no avail, they bought the flowers because they wanted to attract the attention of John only.
"Thank you, please come back." said Hyuji excitedly when he managed to sell two red Rose stalks to the first customer today.
"Of course we'll come a lot brother! But, can we take a picture with the handsome brother's officer?"
Hyuji hesitated, taking a quick glance at John standing outside, still tidying up the other living flower arrangements. Hyuji laughed awkwardly.
"Please!"
Can Hyuji see out there when the two girls managed to get close to John, the young man seemed uncomfortable. But he seemed to be trying to let the two girls take selfies with him. "I'm sorry John." murmured Hyuji in submission and faint silence, regretting letting them go without asking John for permission.
John waved with a wide, contrived laugh at the two girls who had left after getting a photo with him, then was about to link a careless look at his brazen superior. How is it not impudent? He let the two women get his handsome face for free.
But what John saw this time really makes John feel a little relieved. Her manic sums up the figure of Hyuji laughing happily while kissing the sheet of money in the one he holds. John smiled lightly, muttering. "Thank God, the shop didn't go bankrupt!"[]
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