Anti Romantic
Lunches

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Raufan who had been sitting on the sofa in the room Argan seemed to frown seeing his only son just pacing back and forth in front of him with a restless face.

The man squeezed his hand while walking like someone who was in anxiety to make the father confused because of it.

"Ar, sit!" raufan's Order

"Well, I saw Grey, right?" Instead of obeying the orders of the father, Argan asked the answer was very clear.

Raufan did see Grey earlier because when the boy from Deana dropped his luggage he was right in front of him, but because of Grey's own request that does not want to be known as a relative of the company's owner, Raufan did not overdo it.

"Dad look," he said

"So did you see that he was carrying that stuff?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Argan is increasingly agitated at hearing the father's relaxed answer. The friend of Dimas walked to his desk and sat on his side, not intending to sit where he should be.

Noticing the strange behavior of his son made Raufan wrinkle his eyebrows then said. "What's wrong?, I don't see that it's hard and there's a guy helping him" he said

"That's the problem, Dad. Ar noticed the guy with Grey seemed to like him."

"Well, nice dong. Dad just called Grey's Papi for an infoin if they don't have to worry about his son here because there's one more person who can take care of Grey."

"What?" sontak Argan screamed unconsciously then approached the father who looked more confused

"Why?" raufan asked after Argan sat next to him

"Hmm," Argan rambakan, the reflex action that he did was unconsciously made the father curious.

The husband of Aira had now looked at her with a face close enough to her as if looking for an answer from her facial expression.

Damn, Argan can not avoid if it has been stared so by the father. His eyes went around avoiding the suspicious look of his father as the more the man looked at him the more he would not be able to wince. Either the spell that has been read by both parents until the man who incidentally hard outside will behave like jelly if it is near his parents.

Argan cleared his throat after standing up while tidying up his suit, he should be free from his father's suspicions now.

"Excuse me, sir"

Raufan turned his head while Argan smiled broadly as Dimas poked his head behind the door, a very timely help from his best friend.

Argan quickly walked towards the door and then grabbed Dimas' shoulder while returning to his father.

"Daddy same Dimas first yeah!" heed

"Ar came out for a bit, wanted to order Dad lunch and coffee for us in the cafeteria" he continued and ran out of the room immediately before there was an answer from the two people he was staying in.

If Dimas who looks awkward because he was left alone in a room with a big boss, then in contrast to Raufan, the man who has passed half a century old was smiling while shaking his head.

During Argan's time as director at the company, this was the first time Argan would go to the cafeteria to order his own lunch and Raufan knew it was just the boy's reason to avoid it.

"Let's sit down, Dimas!"

"Are you starting to like coffee?"

***

The shoes of the owner of the long legs were heard quickly tracing the corridor to the canteen, his hands occasionally raised ensuring the rotation of the clock which was in a small circular frame on his left wrist.

It's been 13 in less than 20 minutes and it should have been lunchtime, as Raufan guessed earlier if Argan's speech to the cafeteria to order lunch was just an excuse because after his feet out of the room he immediately called his secretary to prepare a lunch menu for father and also his best friend who was in the room, while he continued his steps towards the canteen for some reason.

Argan rounded his eyes as his vision caught the interaction of two people sitting opposite one of the tables at the end of the room among the many empty tables in the middle.

His feet quickly stepped towards the table after previously ordering food that he had never eaten before during the day. Chicken porridge.

"Can I sit here?"

The two people at the table were seen circulating their eyes to make sure that the boss who was never expected to be in that place was indeed talking to him.

"Sir Argan had lunch here?"

Fathir asked curiously when a bowl of porridge with a topping of chicken treats, eggs and crackers was placed on the table.

"Yes" answered Argan briefly, his eyes fixed on Grey who was confused by it.

"Usually I had lunch with Mr. Dimas outside" Fathir said realistically

Argan's eyes, which were originally fixed on Grey, immediately turned towards Fathir. For now Argan himself does not understand how he can decide to follow his feet to the new place twice he went, it made even more sense to him when he saw what he ordered now.

"There's a new rule?"

"What?"

"I don't think there's a rule here if I'm not allowed to have lunch here, right?!" Argan said casually then sat himself beside Fathir.

Grey, who sees Argan's behavior only in his eyeballs, seems to be a mistake he only realized when he was trying to help the man last week, because after that incident Grey is increasingly plagued with all the silly behavior of the man in front of him.

Grey looked back as he faintly heard the stifled screeches from the people around him, a rare moment currently occurring inside the canteen. A boss with all his authority and charisma is sitting together with two interns who have just one week of work.

"What's up, Grey?"

Fathir who noticed Grey's uncomfortable behavior made a sound. "Want me to order another drink?" tanyanya saw the glass that Grey was holding almost out when the food was still left a lot.

The attention that Fathir showed Grey suddenly shifted the attention of Argan who was initially enjoying a delicious lunch for the lunch menu he had originally ordered.

The man waited for the response Grey would show and instantly his eyes widened as the girl swung her head up and down the sign in agreement.

"Well, wait a minute." Fathir stood up and walked past Grey, but before he left the table he touched Grey's shoulder and it did not escape the attention of the prince-faced man in front of him.

"uhuuk, uhuuk"

"Are you okay, sir?"

Not chiming in on Fathir's question, Argan immediately took Grey's drink and downed him to the toilet.