Anti Romantic
Luka

A large place that did not have the impression of a canteen was plastered in front of Grey's eyes, in silence he was amazed how a Raufan Dyantara malicates more than 200 employees as well as this in terms of the food they must consume while working in his company.

But, something Grey does not know if what he sees now is the result of Argan's desire to

provide good service to its employees, and, because Argan understands what it feels like to be an employee who is sometimes confused to choose a lunch menu and a comfortable place when the break is only given 1 hour.

Slowly Grey moved his legs along with Fathir beside him, as usual Grey would choose a seat in the corner of the room where it was a favorite place for him. Grey sits himself right in front of Fathir who inexplicably always smiles at him.

“Why?”

“Hah?”

“Lo from earlier smile look at me,”

“Ah, sorry if you are disturbed, I am just happy because there is something I know in the new environment,” Kilah Fathir covered his admiration for Grey

“Oh”

Smile in the heart, though, true said his cousin Hana that Grey is a girl who is difficult to be friends and approached and right choice also choose a company that was not initially included in the list of internship place to be able to have the opportunity to know and be close with Grey the girl who was nicknamed anti-romantic on her campus.

“Grey, I don't know your favorite food, so maybe you can tell me so I can order,” bargain Fathir after standing up about to go order their lunch.

“We order together, I do not know the menu.” Grey came to his feet after coming out of the gap between the table and the chair following Fathir who first put his foot through.

Take a few steps to get to where you are. However, Grey's footsteps suddenly came to a halt when someone accidentally bumped into him and spilled a moderately hot drink into his arm.

“Aw.” Grey grimaced holding his arm that was spilled by hot water, suddenly the state of the canteen became noisier because of the incident.

“Yes God, ma-sorry gu-gue accidentally.” The man seemed to be worried and afraid of becoming one. Grey who felt his blistering skin could no longer speak other than a groan coming out of his mouth.

His tears could not be weaved, too sick to realize his hand squeezed Fathir's hand that was standing next to him who was also worried.

Fathir quickly helps Grey take the girl to the washbasin to wash the cold water into Grey's already flushed skin.

“Ar, it's dictated why the rame-rame is it?” Argan stopped from his footing looking in the direction designated by Dimas, the canteen.

Argan and Dimas had just returned after lunch outside and were immediately served by the commotion that was happening in the cafeteria, feeling curious eventually Dimas prevented one person who had just come out of the canteen from getting information.

“Roy, what commotion is there?” Dimas pointed to the atmosphere of the canteen

“I-it sir, there was an intern who had a hot coffee spill,” replied an employee named Roy

Argan who heard it immediately peered towards the canteen, a little curious about the person in question.

“What's the name?”

“Puput”

“Shewn eggs?”

“Bu-not Sir, but Puput who accidentally hit the intern kept his coffee spilled on the intern.” Obviously Roy was a little nervous talking directly to Argan

“Keep that intern what's his name?” I want it to feel like Argan went straight into the cafeteria to make sure especially he vaguely heard the story of the employees who had just come out of the canteen that the intern was a girl.

“Hopefully his hand is okay well, really beautiful, sweet, white anyway,”

“Lo think pretty sweet market snacks?”

“Yah is beautiful loh him, will kasian if his hand there is a scar gitu” 

And according to Argan of all the interns who just entered the company Grey is the girl who can attract the attention of men in his company, it is, so far there is nothing else he has seen as sweet as Grey and that he cannot deny.

Argan rounded his eyes as Roy mentioned the name of the person he knew. “If it is not wrong name Pink or Grey well?, I forgot the name-“ pack

Without hearing Roy's words until it was finished, Argan immediately ran into the cafeteria which was still a little crowded leaving Dimas who spoke to Roy, who was in the middle of the room, a feeling of worry suddenly appeared in his heart hoping that if the person in question was not Grey, he could be humbled by his parents if they knew their best friend's son was injured in his own child's place.

Limp, that is what Argan felt when his eyes caught the figure of Grey who was in the embrace of a man with closed eyes holding the pain in his arms when the water touched his injured skin.

“Hold well Grey, we chill first we just smear this gel.” Fathir grabs an ointment brought by the canteen guard, painstakingly washing Grey's arm until the sound of Argan interrupting makes him impulsively turn his head.

“Grey”

Hearing her name being called made Grey open his eyes and turn his head.

“Pak Argan?” Fathir was shocked to hear Grey's name being called.

“Serahin he is with me, let me take care of him.” Argan's word while reaching for Grey's hand which is still held by Fathir.

Argan's behavior that appears suddenly it immediately makes people who are there stunned to feel disbelief if their boss is there and even intend to help interns.

“No need sir, let me just treat it,” reject Fathir smooth

Argan snorted and then slipped his hand on the waist of Grey who was still fixated with his behavior. “You don't see the clock? It's time to get back to work,” press it

“Ta-but Pak”

“Oh Yes, for your lunch, I will have Mr. Didit deliver to your table, so today you can eat while working.” Close Argan then leave Fathir made can not argue anymore.

Immediately Argan said Grey did not heed the astonished look of the canteen-dwellers, he took Grey out of the cafeteria to hand him the son of Deana's UKS office

"Lo make a way?" asked Argan slowly did not want if his voice was heard by people whose eyes were still focused on seeing them.

"That wound my arm sir, not my leg," Grey replied no less softly.

"Where do you know you want to be carried that way, like Korean dramas."

"I can even run, sir."

"Th-"

"Do you really want to help me or do you want me to be in more pain?" Anxious Grey said, instead of taking her for a quick treat, Argan instead slowed the evacuation by inviting her to chat .

"Yes-yes, I'm taking you on the run"

"Eh"