
Ashana feels the connection is very good after Achazia's surprise a few weeks ago. Yes, it does not feel that the relationship between the two of them has been running for almost three months. And Ashana is grateful that nothing has disrupted their relationship. And Ashana desperately hopes to never exist.
"Morning, princess."
Ashana just smiled a little. That was all he could do when Achazia teased him. Actually if Achazia called out to him like that, Ashana wanted to instantly shout right then and there. But he can still control himself. After all, Ashana does not want to make Achazia become big head later.
"Morning" replied Ashana.
"There's no addition?" Achazia looked at Ashana with an engraved smile.
"What addition?"
"Not a word to add?"
Ashana seemed to think. A few seconds later he smiled. "Again, Achazia."
Achazia sighed before smiling. Her boyfriend is really adorable. "You are," Achazia immediately pulled Ashana and carried the woman into his arms. He smuggles his face into Ashana's neck. Makes Ashana giggle.
"Ekhem!"
Ashana reflexes keep Achazia away. He turned his head and immediately smiled when he found his father was ready to go to the market. But the two of them blocked Mr. Ashana's path because Ashana and Achazia were standing in front of the fence.
"Eh, father." Ashana who has not been sensitive why her father continues to be there just smiled.
"You're not going to work?" Ask Father.
"We're leaving." Ashana.
"Yes, you guys step aside first. Continue later friendly. You want to pass." Said the Father who made Ashana immediately shift while pulling Achazia's hand.
"Please," Ashana smiled at the smiling reply also by Father.
After you left, Ashana patted her eel. He looked at Achazia who looked ordinary. Even Achazia seemed relaxed.
"You're this. How can you hug me when you have a father? I'm gonna be embarrassed." Ashana.
"Blame yourself for being adorable. Want me to hug you again?" Achazia with an innocent look even again spread both hands.
Ashana pushes Achazia's chest. Then the woman walked straight to Achazia's car. "Hurry, we'll be late." Ashana.
Achazia just smiled in response. Actually Ashana was being misbehaved. But he was trying to cover it up.
Achazia opened the door for Ashana before she herself got into the car. After Ashana finishes wearing her seatbelt, Achazia just runs her car.
"Does your family not know?" Ask Ashana suddenly.
Achazia. "You want me to tell them about our relationship?" Actually Achazia was ready if Ashana wanted him to introduce Ashana to her family. He was not afraid Ashana would be ridiculed later. Achazia thought again, right Adriyana said. There's a man who's gonna protect Ashana.
Ashana immediately shook her head. "Don't. I'm not ready."
"When will you be ready?"
Ashana. Nor does he know when that time will come. But, wait. How could the Achazia family not know the connection? That's very strange.
"Achazia, does your family really not know about our relationship? I mean, you're an important person. So anything related to you will definitely be highlighted by the media. How could---"
"Yes, I get it. You're the one who's not ready? So I've asked some people to block the news about us. My man can count on. There is a lot of news about our relationship. It's just, well you'll understand. I'll obey you if you're not ready." Achazia.
Eventually they both arrived at the office. Ashana came out first. He waited for Achazia beside the car.
Achazia smiled as she looked at Ashana. "Tumben. You waiting for me?" She hugged Ashana's waist.
"Just for a minute."
Ashana stopped her steps. He let Achazia hold him for longer. Actually, he wanted this too. It's just that he's too embarrassed to do it.
Achazia let go of his embrace. He links his fingers to Ashana's fingers. "Come on."
They walked in. Actually, many people want to pay attention to them. But they still love their lives and their jobs. They won't let go that easily. Achazia does not like to be noticed. So they don't want to find things.
"The marketing manager sent me your proposal." Achazia said as the two of them reached Ashana's place.
Ashana grimaces. Why is he so embarrassed now? Somehow he was afraid that there was a mistake in the proposal. Somehow he felt he had to perform perfectly in front of Achazia.
"Have you checked?"
"Not yet, maybe now." Achazia's words made Ashana sigh. At least he hasn't seen it.
"Yes, I'll go first." Ashana walked first. But his hand was directly in the sambar by Achazia.
"Why rush? Your place and my room are in the same direction."
"Yes, but I want to go to the toilet first." Ashana.
Achazia let go of his hand. Actually he was suspicious, but he immediately dismissed all his bad thoughts. After Ashana was lost from sight, Achazia just continued her steps towards her room.
"For Mr." Arkan who was standing in front of the door lowered his head.
"Follow me."
Arkan walked drilling Achazia. The man stood before Achazia's table until Achazia sat down.
"I have a job for you."
"I'll do it."
Achazia had a reason why he believed in Arkan. Arkan is Abercio's man of recommendation. He used to work for Abqari. Actually, if it was not Achazia who asked Arkan to work for his company, Abqari would not give it. Abqari also had two equally great secretaries.
It's not that Achazia can't find anyone else until she has to ask the company of her best friend. But he has his own reasons for that. He needs someone who is guaranteed his loyalty. Because that person will take care of all his personal things. Not just a secretary.
"Is there a lot of news about me?" Ask Achazia.
Arkan shakes. "No, Mister. The guard is very strict if you are alone with Madame Ashana. No reporter would dare to bring this news to the public."
"good. I have a job for you."
"I'll do it."
"Awasi Ashana's. I don't want anything bad to happen to her."
Arkan nodded. "I'll get the most experienced people."
Achazia. "Of course, that's all."
"Then I resigned myself." Arkan walked out of the room. Leaving Achazia who was breathing out when Arkan was out.
"Why did the dream come again? I have to how." Achazia closed her eyes and then poked at the base of her nose. Last night he could not sleep well because of the dream si**n it.
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