Leaning Sweet Me
Who is he
Tiwi walked towards her desk and grabbed her sling bag, then stepped towards the toilet. Passing through the desk Metta who looked at him in wonder, as well as Dinda who was no less heralded.
But Tiwi seemed to not care, he continued to waltz into the toilet, and closed the toliet door hard. Then he slammed his briefcase over the sink, his throbbing head in need of release, while his heart felt very upset at being played by the man he thought was Farrel.
"Stupid!"
Tiwi went down her lips with her finger, recalling the grim man's gluttony that made her soar but dropped her back heartlessly.
He bit down softly at the corners of his lips, imagining every brutal move from the man he was not even familiar with. Giving a strange sensation even from so many men who do one night stand with him though.
Making her want to do it again, Tiwi imagined every crack she heard from the lips of the man that made her curious.
"Stupid you Tiwi!" Tiwi cursed herself.
But those eyes, those lips were increasingly spinning on his head, the movement of his hands, the,
"Geez, the crazier I'm making, who is he?"
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All eyes looked at Farrel who was walking to the headquarters, wondering why the young CEO who had been inaugurated had never appeared in the office. Desas desus also spread rapidly. If the shareholders are with the Board of directors who may not approve it.
Of course this makes Arya worried, the issue that spreads it will affect companies that are not firm in making decisions. Though all just a figment, the shareholders along with the Board of directors have even agreed to it.
"What's up, huh?" farrel said when he arrived at his father's room.
"Have you heard the many issues discussed here?
Farrel shook his head, "I didn't hear anything,"
Arya sighed, "You're too busy in the division office, shouldn't you have already occupied your room in this office!"
"Yes yeah, it's just that I want to finish all my work there, only then do I move here," Farrel sat his body next to Alan who was still silent.
Arya shook her head, "But all speculating is not good for you El!"
"How long are you going to be there? does this have anything to do with your girlfriend?" arya was curious.
"Not at all well, don't be linked. This is purely El's wish, and soon well," Farrel explained.
"Maybe I'm there this weekend, after all my obligations are in order,"
Arya nodded, "Alright then, I'll wait as soon as possible!"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Arya's secretary came inside with an agenda and some files.
"You've come apparently?Is your mother sick again ...?" ask Arya.
"Sorry sir, I suddenly asked for permission earlier, I have to bring my mother for treatment."
"Well, now what say my schedule that Alan can handle, I have to go home!"
Cintya smiled at Alan, then looked back at the agenda he mentioned.
"Today there's a meeting outside, then lunch with the client and last dinner invitation" said Cintya with a smile that expands beautifully towards Alan.
But Alan did not care at all not to even look at her.
You're so cold, it makes me want to warm you up.
"You should be able to see his mouth gaping looking at you hungry," Farrel shook his head.
"Don't say much!" Alan stood up from his seat and sat himself in his seat of power.
"Look at him well, is it possible that the father's son is gay. He's not even interested in seeing a woman of any sex" Farrel continued.
Alan threw the ballpoint pen at Farrel in annoyance, "Damn it, I'm normal!"
Farrel laughed out loud, looking at Alan who was so annoyed with his words. While Arya just shook her head to see the commotion of her children.
"Come on, mate Alan immediately, or I'll step over him first."
Farrel is blown back, while Alan hunts him with a punch on his shoulder.
"Bastard sister!"
"Your sister is right Al, immediately find a mate or be betrothed," said Arya flat.
Farrel again laughed, while Alan glared at him sharply. "Review you!"
Before long Arya came out, she had received an ultimatum from the wife to accompany her at home, making her two children shake her head.
"You see your father? the more the day the more afraid of Mother, why women always make it complicated!" Alan said after Arya disappeared behind the door.
"Your father is also!" Farrel threw the ballpoint pen back at Alan.
"You'll know if you've felt what love is, while you're looking for a candidate, or should I find one for you?"
"Or do you want to register at the matchmaking bureau? must be a lot of people after you." Farrel nodded his head.
"Don't talk shit, or I'll beat you up!" Lan highlighted.
While Farrel giggled, then stretched out his hand against the sofa and looked at the ceiling of the room, "I wonder what kind of woman is capable of knocking out this kind of person of yours!"
"Don't take care of me, you take care of your work there!" jolt Alan.
Farrel went, "Yes, if there is no interest, I go back to my room, which can clearly see the beautiful face that makes these heavy days feel light."
"Whatever." said Alan ketus.
After Farrel's departure, Alan clasped his hands. Thinking of father's words and Farrel's.
"Do I have to look for him?"
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