Companion To Paris
Offers

"Is there a plan to work with another company after the internship?" biema asked suddenly at Lei. The atmosphere was so different from usual. More friendly, cool, and peaceful. There was no dispute raised by Biema.

Paris and Fikar felt an aura of peace between them. Little wonder. But they can only be silent. Just pay attention.

"sorry. No company wants to hire me as an employee. I need to think again where I will go after I finish college," Lei replied. Although he was young when compared to Fikar and Biema, but the way he spoke and his attitude looked mature.

"Join my company" said Biema, which made Paris and Fikar very surprised. After they were astonished by the peaceful attitude Biema had shown earlier, now they felt the same way again when this man suddenly made a job offer for Lei.

"Emc ... Lei's gonna work with us?" tanya Fikar simply reminded her that if Biema offered her a job and Lei accepted it, she would continue to meet this man. There will likely be more talks between Lei and Paris. Isn't that what Biema doesn't like?

"Yes. If he agrees," Biema said firmly. Paris glanced at her husband's face. There was no doubt in those eyeballs when saying that.

What made him turn like this? It's not that he doesn't like Lei because he's my ex, Paris thought inwardly. He was very curious, but shutting up was the best at the moment.

"It's an honor for me, you invited me on a contract of employment, Director. Because I'm not too good to be offered this kind of offer" Lei said, slicing through the immense shock of the offer.

"Don't go low. I know your qualities as an intern at my company. You accept?" haggard Biema again.

"I'm very grateful for this offer, sir. I'm willing." Lei nodded slowly. Slightly bowed in thanks to Biema. This is a golden opportunity for him to reach a capable career level. A feeling of happiness filled his entire body.

"All right then. Finish your studies, then get into my company. Fikar will make an exclusive contract for you to sign." Biema moved her chin pointing at her assistant.

"Thank you," Lei said again feeling grateful.

"Yes" Biema said. "Let's go back to Fikar's office."

"Yes" said Fikar.

"You brought your own vehicle?" tanya Biema took the time to ask Lei before leaving.

"Yes, sir."

"alright. Looks like the break is over." Biema looked at the watch in her hand. "This time I'm just giving you a dispensation to be late back at the office, Lei. Because of this delay because of me. For another day, there's no word of late dispensation."

"Thank you Sir. Accept the ssmuanya. Including your lunch invitation." Biema just nodded. Then they split up. Lei still remained in his place as Biema, Paris and Fikar walked away while turning their backs.

"Take my wife back to the office, Fikar" Biema said.

"okay."

While walking through the mall to the parking lot, suddenly Paris slipped her arm around Biema's waist. Paris hugged him from the side. Biema surprised. This is something that Paris rarely does. Especially in public places. Fikar walked ahead of them. He didn't want to see the two of them making out.

"What's wrong? Why hug me?" biema asked while stroking Paris' hair.

"Suddenly want to hug you" said Paris with a sweet smile.

"Oh, huh? It's very rare."

"I'm happy, Biem."

"Thank God then. My wife should always be happy. He can't be sad."

"Hey, why all of a sudden? About what?" ask Biema gently.

"I don't know what's going on between you two."

"You mean me and Lei?" Biema began to understand what his little wife meant. Paris nodded. "Why indeed?" Biema kept asking gently even though Paris brought up Lei again. No more faces in the bend and emotions increased when talking about the former Paris lover.

"You can be calm without hostility with Brother, emm ... Lei."

"That's not important." Biema said it with a face that did not care. As if it wasn't new anymore.

"That's important. You showed your best side. That you can still control yourself when your anger rises. Such a nice guy, Biem ..." Paris gave Biema a thumbs up.

"I'm a good man" Biema said, making Paris laugh. Biema felt so funny when she said that. They arrived at the underground car park. Fikar that has arrived first, start the car engine. Prepare to go to Biema's apartment to deliver Paris.

"I know that. You're not just any man. Brother, emm ... Lei must also know you're a good man." Again Paris almost mispronounced Lei with the call 'Sister'. Paris tried to avoid that knowing Biema didn't like it.

"If you have trouble just call him as usual. I don't think that call is special. You called like that because he was your upperclassman not because of anything else." Biema realizes Paris is trying to make her comfortable by simply mentioning Lei's name without the frills of 'sister' in it. But the girl's tongue was used to it.

Paris's face looked amazed at Biema's words. His embrace is getting tighter. Biema raised an eyebrow at a glance. This guy is excited.

"Eh, Biem .. can duck for a while," pinta Paris.

"What's wrong?" ask Biema.

"I want to tell you something" said Paris. Suddenly he became tense. Moreover, Paris looked carefully when saying it. His eyes also turned to the left and right as if they did not want to be caught by others.

Biema's body ducked following what his wife had asked. Suddenly Paris kissed her cheek.

"Paris ...," hissed Biema. Didn't expect that Paris would kiss her here.

"I love you," said Paris softly. Biema did not have time to think anymore, this girl had already pulled Biema's hand. Take him to the car. Biema smiled behind her little wife's body.

Fikar who accidentally saw them from the rearview of the car to see, whether they had already appeared or not in the parking area was shocked. His eyes watched the scene just now.

"The girl is getting brave," said Fikar snorting as he turned his back in the other direction. Feeling late to observe the development of their relationship.

Paris opened the door because he arrived first from Biema who was behind him. Then Biema got in the car and then. After being convinced that they were both in the car, Fikar started running the car towards the apartment.

"This afternoon there's still important work, Fikar?" asked Biema from the back bench.

"It looks like there are."

"A meeting again?"

"Yes. With some people ..." Including Mela, continued Fikar in his heart. He won't say it.

"Is Mela on that list?" tanya Biema was shocking. Though Fikar had hidden about the arrival of Mela, but Biema actually revealed it. Fikar's eyeballs turned towards Paris from the small glass above it. The girl was watching herself.