Leaning Sweet Me
15. About us (Faiz Dinandra)

"How did you meet him" the question to the point was immediately asked to Alan who had just arrived in his room.

The room is quite large, with a classic modern interior that dominates, the combination of ash and brown. And of course this room was the first work Farrel produced in his youth. Design your own work space.

"Jeez I haven't sat down yet" Alan stepped past Farrel, with the file of the report he had just brought from the Meeting room.

" Nih all the reports you're gonna check "

" I'll do it after you answer my question" said Farrel raising both his thick eyebrows toward Alan.

" I'll answer when you're done checking this report" he pressed the file he put on Farrel's desk, with the threatening look he put on Farrel.

Farrel clucked in annoyance, he could not possibly resist but he was reluctant to budge.

" I'm the boss here" Farrel said loudly.

Alan is not provoked, he will be as calm as possible if Farrel is in selfish mode as he is today.

" That's why you take care of all this work" Alan said calmly.

" I'm tired of "walking towards the sofa that was in his room Stretching out his hands that he taped to the back of the head that he rested on the back of the chair.

"It feels like I've not taken a long time off, how about tomorrow I go out of town for a vacation, ah not all of you go abroad" Alan spoke by looking at the ceiling of the office.

" The money in my account never came out at all, what a pity" he continued, but this time glanced at Farrel, and saw how Farrel reacted.

" You're so arrogant" Farrel did not dwell.

" Good good this time you win, I'll check this report "

" You're satisfied.."

Farrel eventually collapses helplessly with the threat from Alan, and Alan does deliberately lure Farrel.

" Of course young master hahaha" Alan said as he reached for the flat object behind his work coat.

" Don't call me that disgusting thing" Farrel said, pounding the table.

" Hahaaaha, you are not a young master"

" What's wrong with my words"

alan said, still laughing.

" You read too much of the novel "Farrel sniffed.

"Your calling is disgusting, and I don't want to be called that"

Silent with no answer from Alan, Farrel turned his head towards Farrel who was sitting in the chair in his room, seeing Alan was focusing on his phone.

" dangerous..Surely he was reading the online novel "inner Farrel.

Alan is often read novels online, the only entertainment he can do amid orders from Arya and Farrel, the only stress reliever. And not infrequently he said words that he always found in his novel.Such as the words of the young master who pinned it to Farrel.

There was no more conversation between them, each of them was busy exploring his own world. Silence filled the room, only the sound of clockwork ticking, and the sound of strokes from the pen.

"I've seen it, and you're right" Alan suddenly broke the silence, without taking his eyes off his phone.

Farrel who was in focus with his report file stopped and turned his head

"She is beautiful as you say, her work is good" he continued

Farrel smiled, his face turned bright, his black bead was shining.

" I've never misjudged a woman"

" Cx you say you're a cassanova, you've never even felt what love is, not even monkey love" Alan said

" You are experienced" said Farrel

" Never either.."

Haha...Their laughter filled the room, they laughed together, laughed at each other. Same as never falling in love. Farrel is not learning and learning until there is no time to know love. So did Alan, his time spent working and serving Arya and Farrel. Mimic indeed.

" But I'm younger than you"

" Yes and that woman is better suited to be your sister-in-law "ledek Alan .

" Damn it, watch out if you dare to take mine" cynical Farrel returns to spoiled child mode unwilling to share.

Alan chuckled at the change Farrel had shown.

" Are you sure"

Farrel nodded with confidence.

"But it doesn't seem like it's going to be easy to get" Alan said.

" Hm I know"

" But I'm going to try hard"

" Don't be too hard you're still a child hahaah" Alan said with a laugh.

" Fuckin' perverted brain" Farrel laughed.

The clink of time continues to move, as if no matter, do not want to wait for anyone for a moment, although sometimes the mind can avoid but the body is unable to move.

Farrel walked out of his room after finishing with the report piling up earlier. Glancing at the circular watch in his hand, passed to the elevator, although in the main building there is a special elevator for the owner of the company, but Farrel rarely use it, but, he will use the usual elevator used by staff and subordinates. Because of course not many people in the company know him, Farrel who never showed himself as President director.

" She, how's your motorbike running, right?"

said Dinda

Metta shook her head.

"Well why did you meet someone who you don't even know his name came here" Dinda chuckled.

" He just said my bike was badly damaged"

" Trus Loe is going home now"

" Loe be calm at home I've ordered a taxi online koq"

" Loe does not want to be with me alone, ntar money savings loe out for taxi online" Dinda increasingly chuckled when saying it.

" I'm sorry Din I didn't say that I'd be taken to pick up a boy" Inner metta

" O gapapa, rather than follow the same loe that is not in the same direction, trus loe ntar must turn back, even more tekor loe entar sardin" said Metta and laughed.

Dinda laughed "yes too "

They walked out with their laughter that had not stopped.

While from a distance stood someone who noticed them behind the car.

" I'm going to go first, sha"

Dinda drove her car past leaving Metta.

Metta nodded and waved her hand towards Dinda.

when he was about to step up, there was a voice calling his name. A familiar voice, Metta flinched, her heart hesitating to turn toward the voice that called out to her. Until the footsteps get closer.

" She.."

" Mas Faiz" said Metta closed her eyes but Metta refused to turn around. Metta was still unmoved in the position behind him.

" Can we talk for a minute"

Metta clenched her hands, a roar of anger suddenly ignited within her, gluing her teeth holding back the burning anger quickly.

" What do you want to talk about"

"You better go and don't have to come here anymore"

metta said without changing her position.

" About us"

This time Metta turned around, clashing with the face of the person he once loved so much, the person who once made himself in the room of the kasmaran, the person who filled the cavity of his heart and mind, but also being the one who broke him to pieces, who changed all his thoughts, which made him lose his way, leaving behind a gaping wound wide. Dinandra Faiz

" What are you back for" said Metta Sharp.

" What are you magsud with us" asked Metta with eyes that seemed to want to pounce out leaving behind bones.

" What matters, I don't think it matters anymore" he said, then turned around.

But Faiz blocked Metta's hand to make metta turn, her tiny body that was not much it hit the chest of Faiz's field, Metta's two hands were on top of Faiz's chest, holding her body away, so that she could not get away, but Faiz's burly hand held tightly to Metta's waist, slightly pulling him closer. They seem to be hugging, even though the reality is not so.

Their gazes clashed against each other, keeping a million words choked in the throat. Many questions wanted to be spoken in Metta's mouth but the heart quickly rejected them.

Metta moved both hands violently, pushing Faiz back a few steps. His blood was now boiling more and more, the embers of fire looked so vivid in his heart.

" Sha I beg you.."

" There's nothing we need to talk about, right"

" Hear me first.."

" I know I was wrong, I'm sorry "

" I'm sorry, that's how you apologise, huh.."

"Where is your conscience"

" That's it you don't even have a heart."

Metta turned back, and was about to step up. Want to immediately go away from there.Secuat energy Metta resist tears so as not to spill at that time.

Faiz again blocked Metta's hand, this time harder than before. Until Metta grimaced.

" Let go of me" cried Metta by pulling her hand.

" Hear me first, I beg you" said Faiz reluctant to release metta and pulled metta until almost staggered.

"Take him off"

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