I'm Not My Boss' Storage
Forbidden District

MEETING familiar faces in Berlin initiated Ishaan's plan to set up a branch company in Germany. Some of the clients who were willing to meet him turned out to be acquaintances of the mother. Even so, Ishaan still has to prove that he is also responsible and professional, not just because he is a descendant of the Marlon family.

The smooth running of the meetings that took place was inseparable from Agni's readiness to capture the important core delivered by the client. But to Ishaan's surprise, Agni this time showed her ability to speak German. It was not fluent yet, but its clients were impressed with the confidence Agni showed.

“I'm surprised, your German is quite fluent,” praise Ishaan sincerely as they enjoy lunch. “Certainly, why in the apartment do you look like a confused person every time I talk to a driver or a waiter?”

“I've studied German in High School. Arriving in Berlin, I tried polishing again using the application. I still remember the basics.”

“Increase continue. Take courses if need be.” To be honest, Ishaan was also amazed by Agni's initiative to learn German so set foot in Berlin. Whereas in previous cities, he relied on Ishaan or the local people who accompanied them traveling. “German is one of the languages that are often used for business. That's why my mother from childhood trained me and my brother to learn many languages.”

“Befit Mr fluently speak in multiple languages.” Agni sipped her apple juice. “How many languages do you speak?”

“For the fluent, then outside Indonesia and the UK, there are three. Italy, Germany, and the Netherlands. If the broken.. France, Spain, and Korea.”.

The rest of the day Ishaan missed by showing off his language skills to Agni. While circling the business district in Berlin, Ishaan pointed to trying to translate the objects around him according to the language that Agni requested. A method his mother used to teach Ishaan and Tanisha.

So excited to translate various words, Ishaan unknowingly enters the entertainment district. Office buildings and agencies changed into cafes, clubs, and bars. Agni who realized this stopped her steps, followed by Ishaan who was astonished to see the change in attitude of the girl.

“Master, where are we?” Agni. “We go too far.”

Ishaan recognized this district. Oraniens. During college, he and his friends often stop by here. Besides that—

“Ishaan?” A blonde woman approached him. “Ishaan, right? Wie ist es dir ergangen*?”

Ishaan's body stiffened as the woman without waiting for an immediate response hugged her. Of all the days he would have missed in Germany, why had he met his nightmare today?

*

Maybe this meeting is what Micah meant as something big going on in Germany.

“Lea,” Ishaan mentions the woman's name, “mir geht’s*.”

“Nearly ten years passed, you look even more handsome, yes. Authoritative too.” Leah wrapped one of her arms around Ishaan's hand. “Newly home from work? What if you stop by my bar for a minute? Or to the club that we used to go to together.”

From the tail of her eyes, Ishaan observed Agni who pretended to busy herself reading something on the phone. Rejecting Lea's request is not a good idea. This woman's family comes from important circles who intersect with her business. I don't know how many people have lost their jobs to fight Lea.

The only way out that Ishaan can take to save Agni is to ask her to come home. So, he was also more focused on thinking about how to get away from Lea without threatening the sustainability of his business.

“Can I talk to my assistant for a minute?” Ishaan uses a seductive voice that used to be used when with Lea. As expected, Lea agreed and released Ishaan's hand.

“You go home first, Agni,” whispered Ishaan. “Let me call the driver to pick you up. I'll wait until he takes you away from this district.”

“Master is okay left alone?” Anxiety emanated from Agni's eyes.

“I’m all good. Titip my bag too, let me carry my phone and wallet.” Then, Ishaan handed his bag to Agni. “About ten minutes my driver is coming.”

After taking care of Agni, Ishaan approached Lea who seemed curious about their conversation. As much as possible, Ishaan keeps his attitude so that the figure is not angry or offended.

“Where is the location of the bar you built?” Ishaan purposely opens up the pleasantries while waiting for an invitation for Agni. “The concept is the same as you always dreamed?”

Lea nodded enthusiastically. “Small, but convenient. Working bartenders also win a lot of competitions. That's why many come because of addiction.”

“Sounds good's. I'll stop by for a minute to try cocktail.”

“Cock for a minute?” Leah went back to being spoiled for Ishaan. “Usually you always ask to spend the night in my apartment to make love.”

Who can resist the charm of Leah? High posture is inherited by the mother who is a supermodel. The curves of his body also accentuate his pride assets that make many men bend their knees. Ishaan was one of them, but he was the one who was lucky to get the response that the Leah worshippers had been craving.

From the turn behind Lea, a black car drove towards Ishaan. The man breathed a sigh of relief. He watched as the car stopped in front of Agni, and the driver opened the door for the girl. In a short time, the car passed from before him.

Agni is in a safe place.

“How about we go now?” Ishaan's question was greeted by Lea's shivering. Before leaving the location, Ishaan secretly sends a message to Agni.

You don't have to wait for me to come home, he said, just in case. Prepare reports and schedules as usual. Sleep before midnight. Don't forget to remind the waiter to prepare breakfast. Thank you in advance.

*

The industrial-style bar that Lea founded was indeed in accordance with what the woman dreamed in college. At first glance, it reminds Ishaan of the nightclub he built with Micah. The difference is, this bar is not too boisterous even though visitors continue to arrive.

“Frans, two-cup special cocktail!” lea shouted at his bartender. Once the order was completed, Lea handed one of the glasses to Ishaan. Then, instead of taking Ishaan to an empty seat near the entrance, he took her to the second floor instead.

“What's on the second floor?” From the ground floor, Ishaan did not see the existence of the lounge. “Karaoke place?”

“You are, plain pretender!” Lea pulled him even stronger until they arrived on the second floor. There was only a long, dimly lit corridor that led them to the two doors. Ishaan's instincts ask him to leave, but again, he doesn't want to make a rash decision. “My workspace, dong!”

“And I want to look around the interior on the ground floor. The design of the bartender place is good,” Ishaan keeps their conversation from deviating quickly. “Thank God you can make your dreams come true.”

“Danke! But it feels free I have a bar without you.” Lea opened the door to her study. “We chat here so as not to disturb others below.”

Ishaan took a slow sip of his cocktail while appraising the room. Quite simple, from the furniture to the selection of wall colors is not excessive. The window directly facing the road is a plus for Ishaan. Lea can observe visiting customers without the need to mingle with the crowd.

“I know you will surely admire this section.” Lea's arms without permission wrapped around Ishaan's stomach. “Then, we had to secretly break through my brother's study to do it until morning. You also have to change the chair because you forgot to put the pedestal there—”

“Your sister still manages a restaurant in Munich?” Ishaan tried to divert the conversation.

“His restaurant in Munich is still operating, but he is the same family moved to Hamburg.” Leah even more tightened her embrace, then propped her head on Ishaan's shoulder. “Why are you so stiff, anyway? Don't you finally have a boyfriend? Your assistant just now, maybe? She's sweet too.”

No, don't let Lea drag Agni into this conversation. “Lea, I know what you want, but I haven't forgotten that incident either.”

“Ishaan, come on!” Lea turned her body so they could face each other. “That time I really didn't mean to harm you. My fault is less careful. Now I'm going to check my health into obgyn. For the past six years I've been on the pill KB.”

He saw the woman standing in front of him. Women who become friends have fun in bed when they are in college. Women who are also close to transmitting the disease because they are caught often sleep with different men without protection. For months, Ishaan kept checking with the doctor to make sure he was ‘clean’ before daring to connect with other women.

“Only once, to reminisce,” whispered spoiled Lea, “I have prepared the safety that you often use. I don't even mind if you just want me to be satisfied with my mouth.”

“Lea, I'm having less taste to do it.”

“Ishaan,” Lea is not willing to give up yet, “I've known you for years. Don't doubt my abilities. I promise only tonight we do it and no one will get hurt.

“Especially your sweet assistant.” Jemari Lea started taking off Ishaan's shirt buttons. “I'm jealous see you care so much with him.”

Ishaan wants to grumble. Women can sometimes be scary creatures. But he cannot give up quickly. He had to make Lea feel the upper hand while he was in control of the game.

“One time,” Ishaan confirms, “with notes you must obey all my commands. Then, we move to the hotel room I ordered.”

Lea's smile widened. “I’m all yours tight.”

***

* [Germany] Wherever you are (how have you been)

** [Jeman] I'm fine (I’m good)