Can It Be Us?
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Ashana worked her eyes many times. It's not a dream. In front of him this was truly Achazia. Not a statue, not a puppet.

"What happened last night?" Ashana muttered in memory of last night's incident.

"Ooh. I remember," he muttered as he remembered.

Ashana takes a breath. She tried to get up but Achazia was too tightly hugging her waist. If she forces him to wake up, Ashana fears Achazia will wake up later.

"So I have to be like this until she wakes up?" Ashana Gumam softly. Yeah, how else. He could only give up while waiting for Achazia to wake up.

Ashana looked at Achazia who started to move her eyes. Afraid that he would notice, the woman closed her eyes again.

"Hmmm..." Achazia opened her eyes. The man narrowed his eyes when he saw Ashana in his arms. But as he recalled last night's incident, Achazia gave a small smile.

"Thank you, because of you I can sleep well" Achazia said. His outstretched hand rubbed gently the top of Ashana's head.

Ashana who is not actually asleep can only hold her breath when Achazia hands touch her hair. 'How's this? I have to how?' He murmured in his heart.

"Wake up, you're not good at lying." Achazia said that made Ashana want to disappear right then and there.

"Hm.. Hoaaam!!" Ashana is back to acting. The woman seemed to have just woken up from her sleep with her hands rubbing her eyes.

"You awake?" Ask Ashana to Achazia. His voice was intentionally that of the woman hoarse. Let it look like you just woke up.

"Your acting is still ugly." Achazia.

Ashana who had been discovered could only pursed her lips. The woman turned her gaze. Not looking at Achazia. "You fell asleep hugging my body. I want to wake up, but I'm afraid you might wake up." He said a little embarrassed.

"Good." Reply Achazia.

Ashana looked at Achazia. The woman frowned. "What good?"

Achazia did not answer. The man pulled Ashana into his arms.

"Lord," Call Ashana stammered in surprise at what Achazia was doing.

"From now on don't call me sir. Call me by my name,"

"A-Achazia, you-what are you doing?"

"Hugging you,"

"I know, but---"

"Can't you just hang on for a second?" Achazia asked with her distinctive heavy voice.

Ashana gulps her saliva. The woman nodded. Allowing Achazia to slip into his neck.

Achazia closed both eyes. The man inhaled the distinctive scent of the woman in his arms right now. He feels different. At night sleeping with Ashana, the dream did not come. Dreams that often interfere with his sleep do not come when there is Ashana beside him. Achazia also felt calmer if there was that woman beside her.

Achazia clucked when she heard the voice of the phone call. The man was forced to remove Ashana and switched to his cell phone.

"What's wrong?" Sapa Achazia ketus sapa. I heard the person who was talking to me chuckle.

"You why? Your mood's bad?"

"Just say what you want to say" said Achazia, who did not want to mince words.

"Good, fine. You're going to the office?"

"Yes,"

"Where are you now?"

"At home,"

"At home?!"

Achazia. The man keeps the phone away from the ear. "Why indeed?"

"Usually you're in the office at this hour."

Achazia glanced at the wall clock in her room. Right, usually at this hour he's already in the office.

"There's something I need to do."

"Wow, what is it?"

"You don't need to know. Why are you asking me if I'm going to the office or not?" Achazia returned the topic of conversation.

"I'm in your office now. Right in your room,"

"I have business with you,"

"All right, I'll be there." After turning off his phone, Achazia turned to the side. The man frowned as he did not find Ashana beside him. "Where is he?"

Achazia came down from the bed. The man chose to clean up first and prepare. After that he will go out to look for Ashana.

Achazia exited the room with her hands still busy buttoning the shirt. Even the tie and suit are still slung on the shoulder. Somehow he was worried when he saw that Ashana was not next to him.

"It turns out you were there" Achazia said as she watched Ashana making breakfast in the kitchen.

Ashana who felt called to look. The woman smiled as Achazia walked up to her. "What do you want for breakfast?"

"Anything" said Achazia. Usually the man will have breakfast at the office. I don't know why I want breakfast in the apartment.

While waiting for her breakfast to finish, Achazia sat at the dining table with her hands busy playing the phone. Every now and then the man looked at Ashana who was busy making breakfast. And along with a small smile came out.

"It's ready," Ashana brought two dishes of fried rice for him and Achazia. The woman placed one in front of Achazia.

"Where's Ailee?" Ask Ashana. Because she didn't find Ailee anywhere.

"He'll come to the apartment later, around eight." Answer Achazia.

"Oh,"

When Achazia was busy eating the fried rice made by Ashana, without the man realizing it, Ashana noticed. 'He's not as bad as I thought, ' the woman murmured inwardly. Unaware that Achazia was staring at him.

"You why?" Achazia asked who saw Ashana smiling to herself.

The newly conscious Ashana immediately shook her head. The woman smiled awkwardly. "No, no. I'm not papa." His real words are ashamed of themselves.

"I'm going to the office, you want to come?" Ask Achazia.

Ashana raised her gaze. "Can?"

"Actually it's not. But since you're my assistant, so you have to come. Whatever you want there. What matters is that when I need you, you have to be in front of me."

"Encluding being an employee again?"

"You want to be an employee again? Is his salary still insufficient?"

"I was too comfortable with the job until I couldn't leave it."

"As far as you. What matters when I need you is that you have to be there."

"I'll come!" Reply Ashana pleased.

"Mm. but, wouldn't anyone talk about us if we lived in a house like this,"

Achazia smile. "That's exactly what I want."

Ashana frowned not understanding. "I-I still don't understand."

"Adrian told you everything."

"But this wasn't in our previous conversation."

"It's still related."

Ashana seemed to think. But the woman still did not understand. "I still don't understand."

Achazia sighed. The man gulped the water down the toilet. "For my mother to know and not to match me to the woman of her choice."

"Oh, so. Uh, but if my family knows how?" Ashana panicked. He remembered his family. They would be disappointed if such news happened to Ashana.

"Just calm. That's not gonna happen. I've planned everything." Achazia.

"Then you're not getting married?"

"I'm not getting married."

"If your mother keeps forcing you to get married?"

Achazia looked at Ashana. "I'll marry you."

Uhuk uhukk!!

Ashana who had just put a mouthful of fried rice into her mouth immediately choked. The woman looked at Achazia with eyes that were bulging. "MARRY WITH ME?!"