Anti Romantic
Photocopying Matters

Bored, that was what Grey was currently feeling. Already several times he tried to focus himself on a monitor screen that displays word sheets filled with writing with Times New Roman fonts in front of him. But it was as if his brain did not want to help his mind get fixed on a single question sentence from Fathir dancing in his memory.

"Grey, what kind of guy do you like?"

Grey doesn't know, Grey doesn't know what kind of guy he likes. From the beginning he felt the puberty period not the least he knew what it was like to like men, especially having a type for men that he would like.

He is normal even very normal, but his personality is different from others, closed and closed that is what characterizes him.

He put his body attached to the back of the chair and then closed his laptop slowly while sighing heavily. His eyes were closed enjoying the gusts of wind that were knocking on his face.

"Gue doesn't even know what kind of guy I'm looking for," his monologue

"What kind of an adventure?"

Grey was silent with his eyes still closed, as he remembered, no one who was nearby even Argan who used to bother him would not go home quickly because there was dinner with an important client tonight.

Slowly Grey opened his eyes and immediately glared as he saw Argan had been leaning against the frame of his balcony door with a faint smile.

"His eyes don't have to glare at it, I'm not a ghost" Argan said, pulling a rattan chair for him to sit on.

"Why go to my room?" tanya Grey flat

Argan pout his lips, his hands raised, showing a paper bag with the logo of a fast food place and put it on the table that Argan had previously shifted Grey's laptop.

"Lo hasn't eaten, has he?"

Grey's brows furrowed, "Lo know where?"

"Mother who tells you, he said you don't want to eat,"

"Gue's not going to eat, but I'm still full" Grey

"That's because waiting for photo copy of the book how to pull per—"

"That's not my book." Quickly Grey interrupted Argan's sentence, he knew what the handsome-looking man was going to say.

"Gue was just told to make a copy of the book"

"Lo knows that the book has nothing to do with the company especially your work" said Argan

Grey is speechless because what Argan says is the truth, Grey understands that but being an intern and junior is not a courtesy to refuse orders from seniors.

"Sorry"

"It's okay," Argan replied as he stroked Grey's head slowly. "Now you eat this,"

"Gue is still full, Ar," Grey refused while taking the book that Argan had lent him.

"Isn't this an order?"

He looked at Argan when the question was spoken, did Argan understand the unpleasant feeling to refuse?, that was what Grey thought now when Argan opened the paper bag and pulled out the contents inside.

"Let's eat!" tell Argan to give him the food he brought

"Th.."

"Gue knows how you feel when asked by your senior in the office, and what I'm doing now is the same as theirs,"

"Sorry,"

Even when Grey doesn't talk about his activities in the office, Argan knows how the beautiful haired girl spent a month adding value to her company.

"Lo has the right to refuse to do anything that is not included in your work, for example, like this afternoon,"

"But, Ar, Lo says you know how we feel as interns when told to do something by seniors, instead of refusing to?" asked Grey

The man who had only arrived at the house a few minutes later smiled, nodding in agreement. "Indeed, but you also have to know reject is not always disrespectful, but because you are professional and also principled that Lo's job is to find value not to serve those who do not know the rules of work" said Argan with eyes that focus on staring at Grey from the side.

"Lo know?"

"No!" The Grey reflex replied which made Argan cluck

"Gue's not done talking about it yet" angered Argan

"Well, why?"

He leaned his body and then continued his sentence. "What you did earlier caused some company losses."

"Huh?"

Argan nodded with piercing lips.

Unable to say Argan made Grey rotate his body facing the man who owns the smile box. "Ar, I just copy less than 100 pieces of HVS paper, and you say the company lost a lot, are you serious?" Grey shakes in inexhaustible thought

"Yes, not only that, Grey," Argan replies, also confronting the girl.

"What?" Grey started to show his flat side

"First, my employees' time is wasted just doing work they shouldn't,"

"Second, your job is so neglected and you're late for lunch, it can make you not focus on working, you know?"

"Third and most detrimental, the result of what is printed such as ink, paper, and others it has reduced office supplies."

Grey snorted at Argan's explanation but then smiled faintly as he muttered. "Counting." Without Grey realizing it, the spontaneous smile he published on his lips was brought to the attention of the man beside him.

Argan was fixated with Grey's smile especially the hair boy who swept his face, looking charming even without makeup.

"Lo's pretty when you smile like this,"

As quickly as Argan gave praise, then faster the curved line turned flat accompanied by a squeaking look of dislike.

"Gue is serious, Grey," said Argan interspersed with the oddity of seeing the expression of dislike of Arum's child. "Lo is already beautiful and more beautiful if you smile like that," he said sincerely

"Lo eat well, I turn on the headlights." Argan has just wanted to stand up but Grey quickly prevents him.

"No need, Ar, I'll eat" Grey said, grabbing the food on his desk.

"Yes, I went to my room so hot,"

Grey made no sound only his head swayed down and up to agree. The daughter of Deana let out a sigh of relief after Argan's departure from her room, put the food she held back on the table and touched her cheeks.

He looked up to see the big lamp that was on top of his head, at this time he was grateful not to turn on the main light and only turned on the small lamp as a light to do the task, he said, both of her cheeks were blushing because of Argan's words and were even more fortunate for her because the man didn't notice it.

"What is wrong with me?"