I'm Honey My Son
Jealousy Tia

Atin felt pity for Tia, so that when Tia passed beside him, Atin blocked his arm.

"Wait a minute." Pinta Atin stared at Tia.

Tia finally stopped for a moment.

"Cantika, why are you keeping her away?" Tara felt angry at Atin.

"Sorry, sir. You should be wise and fair as a leader. This is not how it works, sir." Tegur Atin on Tara.

"What do you mean, Cantika?" Tara pretends not to know.

"Father just got rid of him and replaced his position with me, sorry if this is how I just cancel working in this office. I don't want to hurt the other workers" Atin would step out, but be held back by Tara.

"Wait, Cantika. We can talk about it with a cold head. It's a pretty bad-tempered time, anyway?" Tara blinked her eyes flirtatiously at Cantika.

"alright, sir. You better let me be on the staff, and he stays in this room. That's fair enough, I think" Cantika suggested.

For a moment Tara was silent, she felt that what Cantika said was not beneficial to her. Kareba if Cantika was in the regular staff section, she would be difficult to get close to him.

"Look, there are two tables in this room and two chairs. So it would be better for you two in the same room. So Tia doesn't need to move in for the staff" Tara said.

"Just like that, Cantika. And you are Tia, work well with Cantika. Teach her everything, because she's new here," Tara's pinta stared at Tia.

"Good, sir." Reply Tia bowed lethargic.

After that Tara left the room and stepped into her study with Atin's CV.

Atin immediately sat down where he had been available, as well as Tia sitting back in her chair. But Tia looked on in dislike of Atin, and Atin could feel it.

"It turns out Tara is really a playboy, I'm sure this woman has also been a victim of Tara," Atin said.

"Sorry, if my presence here makes you uncomfortable. Can we get acquainted? name, Cantika. What's yourname?" Atin stretched out his hand while smiling.

"No need for you to be kind to me, until whenever I won't be friends with you!" Tia glanced cynically and struggled with her file back.

"Well, if you're not willing to cooperate with me. I'll report this on, Mr. Tara. Didn't you see just now, he preferred me over you" Atin threatened Tia.

Tia was silent for a moment, thinking about what Atin had said.

"Oh, it's bad if he reports to Mr. Tara. I can even be fired by him," Tia's inner being panicked.

"All right, I'm sorry. But please don't report this to, Mr. Tara. I promise to be kind to you, "Tia cupped her hands together in her chest while looking at Atin.

"Well, this is delicious. Anyway I don't intend to take Mr. Tara from you. I know you've had a special relationship all along." Atin smiled a smile.

"How do you know?" Tia scrunched her eyebrows.

"From your words that were cut by Mr. Tara. And from the look of your eyes at her," Atin said so confidently.

"I'm sorry, if I've hurt you," Atin approached Tia wiping her arm.

Tia's tears began to flow so rapidly, making Atin even more curious and guilty.

"So, after work we go to the park. You can tell me all your burdens. Maybe I can help you, "Atin tried to comfort Tia.

"But aren't you going to complain to me, Mr Tara? if I've been honest with you?" Tia was hesitant about Atin's words.

"Trust me, I'm not the kind of woman who likes to take down other women. If I were like that, I wouldn't have defended you, think of what I said." Atin convinced Tia.

"Now stop crying, and wipe away your tears." Atin gave Tia a box of tissue.

"Thank you." Tia tried to smile and accept Atin's tisue.

Time goes by so fast, it is now noon. Where is lunch time for office workers. Tara calls from her study, asking Atin to get ready. Because Tara will take Atin to lunch together.

"Well, if it wasn't for Keano's sake, I'd be lazy to face a guy as pretentious as Tara!" inner Atin snorted in annoyance.

"It turned out to be good to work at a market kiosk, rather than in an office," complained Atin in his heart.

Tara had been waiting for Atin in her car park. But Atin did not come, until Tara called her mobile number. Atin's phone number is inactive.

"Damn it, why is he acting so lightly on me! if I take another woman, it's easy. Sometimes even the women are looking for my attention!" his mind snorted in annoyance while occasionally hitting his wheel.

Atin deliberately did that, so that Tara became more curious about him so that he continued to pursue him.

"Let her wait a long time, but I won't come. Anyway I'm lazy to go alone with a playboy guy like him. In addition, I also want to make tricks so that he is crazy about me," Atin likes to smile while eating the food he brought from home.

Atin was used to carrying his own food everywhere. According to him more hygiene and guaranteed his health.

A moment after he had lunch in his room, he opened his wallet staring at an old photo. The wedding photos of his parents.

"Mother, I've been looking for you for a long time. But not seeing you, I didn't even know where else to look. Mom, I'm afraid of being close to men. Considering what you've done to me, mom. I was so scared, dad's karma fell on me, mom." Atin grumbled in his heart while holding back so that his tears did not spill.

"Oh Allah, meet me with my mother and sister." Prayer of Atin in the heart.

He immediately closed his wallet and kept it inside the bag.

While Tara was walking towards Atin's study.

"Cantika, what is it about you? I have been kind enough to invite you to lunch, whereas other women even look for attention to be able to just have lunch with me. But why are you like this?" Tara stared intently at Atin as she ruffled her waist.

"Sorry, sir. Didn't I reject it? it's not my fault, but it's my own fault to think that I would accept an offer from you" Atin said.

"Why don't you just invite other women who like to seek attention from your father? like you said, they will do it with pleasure." Atin again said.

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