I'm Not My Boss' Storage
Two Struggling Hearts

YOU don't have to wait for me to come home.

Agni smiled wryly reading the message Ishaan sent. The type of message he also often receives from Shia when the best friend will spend the night with his date. Judging from the attitude of the woman Ishaan met in the district earlier, Agni can guess why Ishaan did not return to the apartment tonight.

So Agni carries out Ishaan's orders. Completed the report, then checked the meeting schedule tomorrow. Before going to bed, Agni ate dinner prepared by the waiter. After that, she used skin care night and chatted briefly with Shia. Just before eleven in the evening, Agni was already lying on the bed, ready to rest.

However, his eyes were reluctant to close. The incident in the district was dancing in his mind. The woman who approached Ishaan was very beautiful. Beautiful it feels less representative of its elegant appearance like a catwalk model. It is only natural that Ishaan chose to go with her.

Ih, why even think of them? grunts in the heart.

Agni turned her body against the wall, hoping for her drowsiness to come quickly. In fact, he was getting more awake. Annoyed, Agni wakes up, then grabs her phone to look for songs that can help her sleep.

Another failed experiment. The songs she heard instead brought Agni on a conversation with Ishaan as they put on clothes for the party.

“You have a girlfriend?” ishaan asked which surprised Agni at that time. “She will definitely keep looking at you if it is here.”

“I am single, Mr.” Agni was ashamed to admit it. “Never been dating.”

“Seriously? No one has asked a girl as beautiful as you to be her boyfriend?” From his expression, Ishaan was completely astonished. “Their loss. Hopefully, you can be a good man and understanding someday.”

Those words, kind and understanding man, almost made Agni cry. Only his late father treated Agni with respect and pride. After that—dia did not open the memory that was desperately blocked. It is a miracle if someone manages to open Agni's heart, then invite her to commit.

“Master himself how, haven't got a girlfriend?” Agni reversed position. “Many women who definitely crave to be a companion Mr.”

The man laughed blandly. “Indeed many are interested in me, but I'm not the type to commit to, Agni.”

Agni blinked in disbelief. Apparently they are on one path, but he believes Ishaan has a different reason.

“That's a shame,” muttered Agni, who even pulled Ishaan to reply,

“Why do you regret it? You want to be my girlfriend?”

Agni. “Sorry, Sir, I—forget it.”

The conversation did not continue, Agni thanked him. However, imagining Ishaan being alone with the woman, and then deciding not to go home even made Agni upset.

Why is he distracted when he thinks life without commitment is the best decision?

*

Half-time in the morning. Agni moved into the living room with the laptop on her lap. He decided to continue the thesis to divert his mind.

This time, Agni managed to focus herself even though she occasionally turned to the door and the wall clock alternated. What am I expecting, anyway? I was clear he said he would not go home, he thought while checking a sentence that had not been completed. If he sees me staying up late, he'll be angry.

Agni closes all documents and tabs, then turns off the laptop. Instead of entering the room, the girl looked at the city view of Berlin from a long window. Artificial light from a number of points kept the city alive, but when Agni looked down, the street in front of the apartment was relatively quiet.

It was then that a car slowed down near the gate of the apartment. A male servant ran up to him as the car door opened. Agni squinted her eyes. What figure came out of the vehicle it—

Ishaans.

Quickly, Agni snatched the laptop and the phone. Ishaan is home. Don't let the man catch him still awake this late.

Free, Ishaan won't care, just another voice. Like he said, he's not the kind of committed guy.

What about the women in the district? They're familiar once—

Get to the room, Agni. Ishaan is angry….

Door opens. Agni was still glued to the spot, trying to break apart two voices that suddenly disappeared as she looked at Ishaan. The man had not realized Agni's whereabouts until he finally looked up and their gazes met.

“Why haven't you slept?” Under the dim lighting, Agni found it difficult to read Ishaan's facial expression. “You read my message earlier, right?”

“Sorry, Sir. I—I read, but I have trouble sleeping.”

“Back to room. Quick sleep,” Ishaan's orders firmly. “I'll go alone if you get up late.”

“Good, Mr.”

Agni rushed into the room, then set an alarm to keep her awake on time. He also hopes that at breakfast, Ishaan's mood has improved.

**

“You're getting better at satisfying me, Ishaan. How many girls did you sleep with after we split up?"

Deflecting Leah, Ishaan put on his shoes and put on his jacket. Then, he glanced at the clock on his phone screen. It's past midnight. Hopefully Agni has also gone to sleep, so she does not wake him up when he returns to the apartment.

“I'll go home first, Lea. Please enjoy the hotel facilities.” Ishaan deliberately did not answer the question.

“Truly want to go home now? Don't want to add a round?” Lea sulks. “Your assistant must be waiting for you, huh? Is he better at serving you in—”

“Lea, enough!” This time, Ishaan was unable to contain his frustration. “I realize my reputation with women is not good, but that does not mean I forget how to behave professionally. So please, don't drag my assistant into our affairs.”

Lea, who wrapped her body in a blanket, frowned. “Then why are you in such a hurry as if someone is waiting for you at the apartment? You usually also sometimes promise once, but the end even ask many times.”

“Move on, Lea. Stop treating me like Ishaan you knew ten years ago.” Before the situation worsened, Ishaan immediately opened the door of the room. “I hope, we never see each other again.”

*

Ishaan almost called a taxi if the driver didn't pick up the phone. Within minutes, the car he was waiting for came to pick up. The slope of Berlin's streets at night also speeds up his journey to the apartment.

A waiter who was guarding the night shift greeted Ishaan. Impatiently, he took the elevator that took him to the fifth floor. Ishaan wants to clean up immediately even though he has taken a shower at the hotel. Making love with Lea, which used to be always exciting, turns into an experience Ishaan wants to erase from his memory.

Ishaan opens the door using a spare card that the receptionist gave her. At first, he thought Agni was asleep, because the apartment unit was so dark. Until then he looked up and glanced towards the long window.

Agni stood there, carrying her laptop and cell phone.

Part of Ishaan is actually happy to realize that Agni has not slept. Was the girl worried about him until he found it hard to fall asleep? While some are confused and upset. He deliberately asked Agni not to wait for him, because he did not want the girl to catch him in a chaotic mood.

Ishaan escapes the part of his huffed self to master himself. He ordered Agni to sleep with a stern warning. After the girl enters the room, Ishaan rubs his face; realizing his mistake. If her tired body does not ask for rest, Ishaan will definitely hold Agni back from apologizing for her rude attitude.

***