ALITA'S SECRET
Chapter 9
"God..."
The soft voice made Arkan wake up, blink his eyes. In the dimness of the light, he saw someone sitting on his bed looking at him.
Arkan wants to turn on the lamp on the table but his hand is held back.
"Ssssttt .. I miss you, Arkan..." The gentle touch on his face made his common sense waver again.
It's 2 in the morning. The woman came again dressed in sexy clothes, her body fragrant intoxicating, her lips bright red was very tempting.
"Who are you really? Why do you always come?" Ask Arkan stroked the face of the woman named Athena who made him go crazy.
"I'm Athena who loves you and is willing to give it all for you, Arkan.."
Maybe normally he should think this is crazy, serving someone who might not exist.
However, this is too beautiful to miss.
They went through a hot night together again in the dark.
Intentions Arkan wanted to find out about this mysterious woman, suddenly he forgot himself so aggressively that the woman indulged the entire corner of his body with a tongue game.
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Early in the morning Alita went up to the second floor, about to open the curtains.
Passing through Arkan's room, his steps came to a halt.
"Tok the door not closed?" The door opened a little.
His eyes turned to the floor, and narrowed. "What's that?"
He picked things up at Arkan's doorstep.
"Who's ear is this? How could it fall here?"
Again confused, the door to the room was wide open.
Arkan with his waking face, wearing only shorts.
"Your master, you're awake." Alita was a bit embarrassed to see her employer bare-chested. He was nervous because Arkan was so handsome.
"Remain here?" Ask Arkan with a typical hoarse voice of waking up.
"I want to open the curtains, sir. But I see that your bedroom door is not closed. Keep on the floor I found this." Alita gave the earring she found.
Arkan watched and was shocked. This is Athena's earring!
"Who's this, sir?" Ask Alita. "So I found you right in front of the door of Mr.'s room."
Without answering, Arkan entered the room and closed it.
Alita shrugged and hurried to open the curtains for the sunlight to enter.
After that rush to the kitchen to prepare breakfast and coffee.
Soon, Arkan was tidy with a suit and a bag.
Sit in the dining room, and let HP check the messages.
Some messages from Clara were ignored.
#Honey, we need to talk.lunch hours we meet at a regular cafe near the office.#
"What else do you want?" Arkan growls, a shadow of the time Lanni and Riga have an affair in his room.
Hundreds of unreasonable excuses were thrown out for defense but were unacceptable.
A week ago, the court declared that they were officially divorced.
Arkan refused to mediate. He wants to split up quickly.
But if not obeyed, Lanni could come to her home or office.
#yeah.#
Just a short answer full of pressure.
He used to love Lanni a lot. He worked hard to make Lanni happy.
It was unexpected that the betrayal he received.
Alita came to bring him a plate of sandwiches and a cup of coffee.
"This, Sir. This time the mayonnaise is not mostly. As you like."
Without saying much, Arkan began to eat.
Alita just stood watching her employer eat.
Arkan sipped a little coffee. "What do you need?" The question made Alita flinch and nervous.
"Nwg... Well, sir, actually, if I may want my salary for a few months."
Arkan's forehead contorted. "For what? Why do you need that kind of money?"
Alita looked down nervously explaining. "I want to pay my aunt's debt to Mr. Burhan so she doesn't chase me anymore, sir. I am not calm every time I go out of the house or shopping afraid to meet with Mr. Burhan. Maybe he already knows I work here. I think I'd better get things done with him so he doesn't look for me anymore."
"How much is the debt?"
"Fifty million, sir."
"If you're cashbon your salary this month is only three million."
"Yes Sir. Let me take it easy for him to stop chasing me. My life is also not calm pursued this way." Alita twisted the edge of her clothes, agitated.
"Okay, I paid off that debt. As for the agreement, you work here and don't ever run away like you did before."
Alita was shocked. "What is really sir?"
Arkan finished his coffee and stood up. "Regarding accounts payable will be taken care of Firas. You just do a good job in this house."
"Good, Sir. Thank you." Thank you." Alita wanted to cry so happy.
Arkan was actually curious about Arden's sketch in Alita's room. Wants him to ask. But undone, it seems not right.
There's a lot he needs to find out.
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