HELLO, MY BOSS!
You Are A Riot
Gawking, Farhan opened his eyelids in a slick style. He spread his gaze around, looking at the unusual room design he encountered every morning. However, Farhan is no stranger and immediately finds out that he is in Rico's apartment.
"Ah, what day is it?" Ask yourself. Then sit down while kneading his temple that feels dizzy. He glanced at the clock on the wall with the eyes of a little firefly— pointed at the number six. Although in fact Farhan did not understand it at six in the morning or afternoon. Farhan himself was also still confused how long he had been unconscious. His memory stopped as Felix continued to forcefully drink with a variety of boos that made his heart hot. For some reason, Farhan is always lured by the death seduction of a Felix. Until he got drunk and couldn't remember anything.
From yesterday afternoon, Farhan continued to sleep like a dead mouse eating poisoned bread. In fact, the man was unconscious when Rico carried him into the midnight room.
I thirst. Farhan dangled his feet to the floor. Exit the room to find the owner who has taken him to the apartment. The man walks into the kitchen, finds Rico, turns out he's making food.
"Are you cooking for dinner?" guess Farhan was just real.
Sontak Rico looked back, then returned to his main activities without welcoming Farhan. "Are you unable to distinguish between sunrise and sunset, sir?" With cynics Rico asked.
"I'm confused."
"Of course confused! Maybe you've permanent amnesia from drinking too much alcohol." Rico turned off the gas stove, then turned around while staring giddily at Farhan. As if to eat the man raw.
"I'm just asking. Why are you so mad?" Angered, Farhan opens the refrigerator without a care, taking water to relieve his dry throat like a field in the dry season.
"I'm annoyed with you Sir, I've warned you many times, don't go to the curse! But you won't listen to my request at all." Rico snorted, then took out two dishes to eat them both.
Farhan walked slowly while carrying a glass of cold water. "Did I trouble you?" The man was already sitting at the dining table like a princess. His eyes glanced at Rico who was preparing the breakfast menu. The six o'clock sign is morning.
"More than troublesome. I feel like I wanted to kill and shift your post yesterday" said Rico. He hates drunk people, especially Bryan and Felix who like fumbling.
"Then do it." Farhan finished a glass of water in his hand. Then said again in a mocking tone. "If you're capable ...."
"Curtain! Basic arrogant!" They serve food that has just been made. Rico has sandwiches and steaks that he makes himself. While Farhan scrunched his forehead, shocked when he saw there was only a clear soup and two boiled eggs for his breakfast ration.
"Please eat breakfast, sir." Rico pulls up the chair. Then sit down in a lazy style.
"Why is our food not balanced? Is this your revenge on me?" Farhan's upset. Feeling unaccepted with unequal rations.
"It's a menu for people after a hangover. I set the right nutritional dose to restore your consciousness," Rico replied without a single glance. Eating a sandwich in his hand.
"I don't want to eat this, give me your steak" Farhan refused. He got rid of the less tasteful food menu in his eyes. So he tried to grab Rico's food like a kid.
Rico hurriedly kept his food out of Farhan's reach. The man looked at Farhan with a half disgusted look. "Don't tease me! This time I'm mad at you, sir. Don't talk to me too often. Especially acting so adorable. Eat what I have made for you. If you don't like it, get the hell out of this house."
"Who's wrong first?" Rico reversed Farhan's remark. Her brown iris exuded a trace of emotion that seemed to spill over.
Taking a spoon, Farhan was forced to shut up and eat his ration soup to fill his hungry stomach. Slightly sore and twisted because it is not filled with food at all since yesterday.
"How are Lisa and the kids? Do they know I'm drunk? Is Lisa angry?" Farhan left behind all forms of prestige, then asked for the sake of the curiosity that flashed in his head.
"I don't know," replied Rico lied—plus changing the language in a non-formal style. From what Rico sees, Lisa seems ordinary and not angry at all when he finds Farhan drunk. However, Rico deliberately does not want to tell Farhan to fret and feel more guilty.
Farhan swallowed the soup a little. While occasionally glancing at the face of Rico's jutek that resembles a scuffed newspaper."All right, I'm sorry. Do you want to move into a new apartment?"
"No need" replied Rico.
"Ah, what about the latest model rifle that you crave so much at that time. I'll buy it for you."
"No need, sir." Rico is still a jutek. Pretending to be angry even though his heart almost wavers with Farhan's offer.
"New car?" Farha kept trying to take Rico's heart. "You also want the latest sports car in A country, right?"
"Tax is expensive. I don't need it!"
"Then what do you need? I'll buy it for you" Farhan asked deeper. Rico grew furious, he kicked the dining table a bit rough.
"I just want you to stop having a party once every year with your perverted friends." Rico moved from his seat. "One more ... Don't seduce me with stuff. I'm not your mistress!" Then, Rico left with a stifled angry look again.
Farhan knitted his brows, then took out a steak that Rico had not eaten at all.
"Who thinks of you as a mistress? I just wanted to give you a gift as an apology." Smiling amusedly, Farhan cut off the steak he wanted earlier. It just so happened that the owner was snooping. No need to fight over food like a starving boy.
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