How To Love You
That Man (Hendra)

"Good morning, Brother Hendra." I heard the Goddess greeting that person so kindly as usual.

Yeah, that's what Goddess is like, the more I want to stay away from that person, the more she wants to get me close to her. Hng, this Goddess is a very annoying friend. He was not even responsible when praising that person before me. So upset I got to say this sentence to the Goddess, 'if you like, brother Hendra for you only, I don't want to'.

Basic sucks. The goddess even chuckled after hearing me say that sentence.

"Tasya, what are you doing there?" The voice of the person's question made me flinch in shock. It seems like his voice is right above my head.

I'm looking. Gosh darn. Turns right. Why did he know I was hiding here? This must have been the Goddess, not wrong anymore. The goddess must have secretly given the person a code if I was hiding down here.

Why is the Goddess so supportive that I accept that person's love? I have often said that I already have someone I like, Brother Fathur. There is no place for another man in my heart. And one more thing, I have also emphasized that I do not want to date, he wants to get married immediately. Why does this Goddess seem to be unable to understand as well? Goddess is really very annoying so yes so people, it is very difficult to know.

"Tash ...." This time the person called out to me with a gentle tone that I could not explain in words. Anyway, my ears are amused at hearing that. Outdid.

I stood up from my position, pretending to smile. This truly insincere smile I displayed in front of him.

"Yes, Brother." I answered gently and politely because that was my real way of speaking, especially to people older than me.

He smiled at me. Sweet ... once. He was very handsome, similar to Irwansyah. But unfortunately, no matter how handsome he is, he has not been able to shift the position of Fathur's brother in my heart.

If you are curious about what the face of brother Fathur, you can search for the name 'Aditya Surya Pratama' on the Google search engine or even on Instagram. He is very similar to the handsome doctor sskaligus of the model.

"What were you doing down there?" He asked me again. This time it was accompanied by a smile and a gaze that seemed to have locked me in as a target. It seemed that his gaze could no longer go anywhere other than just looking at me.

I who was stared at like that, of course, felt ashamed and misbehaved.

This person why is it so unable to keep his eyes on me when he meets me? My inner.

I answered her question with my head. I am lazy to talk to him or talk to him. If I keep answering when he asks me to talk, he will definitely never want to leave this store. He must have wanted to keep talking to me.

No. gabe. I won't give him a chance to get close to me, let alone a false hope. I don't want to hurt his heart, the heart of any man. I am afraid of karma. Haha.

I think I should find a way to get out of front of him right now. If I continue to stand here helping Dewi serve the buyer, she will definitely never want to go and choose to remain a henchman in my desk chair while continuing to look at me nonstop.

That person is free to enter this store because the owner of this store is his omnya. Mr. Rahmat is the younger brother of Mr. Gunawan, his father brother Hendra.

Ahha, I think I have an idea. Lying for each one of us doesn't hurt, does it?

"Wi, I'm going to the toilet for a second. My stomach suddenly mules." Yeah." I deliberately lied in order to avoid that person immediately.

"Sister, I say back, yes" I said, smiling forcefully and nodding politely at him.

He didn't answer yet, and I ran back.

After about 10 minutes, I finally felt enough to hide inside the bathroom. I think that guy might have left. And after I checked, it turned out to be true, he was gone. He must have gone to his workplace by now. It's time for me to get out now.

I was surprised, a rich kid like him who wants to work as an honorary staff at school. The salary is not much. Ah, I don't know? I don't understand the way the son of the richest man number two of Sabangpiri's sect thinks. Maybe he was wasting his time.

I walked up to the Goddess. When he saw me back, he asked, "How long have you been in the bathroom?"

"Because that one business just finished, Wi. How are you getting more and more chatty like moms?" I said, sitting in my own chair. In front of the computer.

"No, there's a job for you." The goddess pointed to the white flash on my desk.

"What's this?" ask, ask for an explanation.

"Said brother Hendra, in the flash there is a file that the contents want to be printed."

"Oh." I immediately plugged the flash in the computer's CPU.

"Which file, Wi? There are a lot of folders. I'm going to be confused." I scratched my head that was not itchy and covered by the hijab.

"What did Hendra say?" imbuhku.

"Yes he just said there's a file to print. I don't have any files either. Oh, or gini aja, we just wait for Hendra's brother to come again here later, then we ask," proposed the Goddess.

"Yes already. Than work but wrong too. Don't have to be fucked."

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A few hours later.

When the school break arrived, the man came back to the store.

"Hows it? Is the file finished in print?" tanyakanya.

Without even looking I could tell that he was walking towards me, and now it seemed to be standing right behind my chair. I could feel that he put both his hands on the back of my chair. My reflexes moved my body forward. I don't want this guy touching me.

"Sorry, Brother. I don't know which file Hendra wants to print." I opened the contents of the flash. On the monitor screen there are almost 10 folders that do not know what they contain. I also did not dare to open it.

"Oh yes, yes. I forgot to tell you which folder it's going to tell you to print."

His hand suddenly surprised me. Fortunately, I immediately pulled the hand I had placed on the mouse. He almost touched the back of my hand.

Why do I feel like something is wrong? I suspect he did it intentionally.

"This file?" I could clearly hear him speaking not far from my ear. Our bodies at the moment look very close, and it was a success to make me uncomfortable.

I know, he's been liking me and chasing me for a long time, but it's not like this. I don't like sassy men because they are so brash and disrespectful to hijab girls like me.

I immediately shifted from my chair, then stood about two meters away from him. "I apologize in advance, brother. Can Hendra do it himself? I'm going to the toilet."