Leaning Sweet Me
My room or the Lobby

They are now in the meeting room. Farrel, Doni and Fara and Tia. While busy deciding the end result of their cooperation, Fara who will open a subsidiary outside the city asked Farrel to become a stock planter while designing the building.

Of course it's a great opportunity, because Farrel prefers to build a company from scratch rather than a company that has stood firm. Just like Alan, of course, living with him from childhood makes their nature almost similar, except for the rigid and cold problems.

Why all of a sudden I miss fucking Alan! inner Farrel.

After learning the mechanism and to Fara's desire, Farrel agreed, on the condition that he would review in advance the place he would build later, so that he could easily design it.

"But it seems I can't jump in directly to review the place, let my assistant go there," he said.

"Of course Mr. Farrel, I have no problem with that, because I do too, this project I will give to my assistant Tia, he will take care of it."

Making Tia and Doni who were recording important points puffed his head simultaneously, they were flabbergasted, because it meant that they would go to the same place for a week just by themselves.

"But boss!"

"Mom Fara?"

Decisions have been made from their respective superiors, there is no power to object let alone reject it.

"You can go the day after tomorrow, because tomorrow's the opening of our new office,"

"Wow..I salute you Mr. Farrel, at the age that is double my age, you already have many extraordinary achievements."

"Thank you! Don't be too complimentary, I think everyone has the same opportunity, depending on whether the person can see the opportunity or not."

"That's what I like about the way you are Mr. Farrel, always low even though your position is far darting in high places."

Farrel smiled, while the two assistants who were still busy with their respective notes seemed silent, even though their minds were in fact busy talking, cursing, and swearing thousands of words, he said, with lips that stay closed.

*Why so this is it, why even stuck with a strange girl like Tia.

Gosh, I don't know if I should be any fun, but this probably won't be as smooth as before he finds out I'm masang his picture on my wallpaper*.

"Well then, we end this meeting, we must prepare everything perfectly. Come on Tia."

Fara got up from the chair, followed by Tia, Farrel and Doni stood up, and nodded as they left.

Doni runs out, chasing Fara and Tia who are about to get into the elevator.

"Wait!"

Fara squinted at him, "What else? You're not gonna mess up, are you? I don't really like you handling this project, but your boss trusts you, so don't let her down."

"I apologize in advance, for your discomfort Ms. Fara, but I'd like to speak to your assistant."

Tia was aghast, while Fara who misunderstood me took it for granted, "Tia, do I need to wait for you to finish?"

"No ma'am, I can take the bus to get back to the office."

"All right!"

Finally Fara got into the elevator, she left Tia and Doni just like that.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Cut down this project! We can't just go alone."

"Why don't you just turn down this project on your boss, this is my dream, don't try to destroy it."

"Then how? We can't just go alone! What will my family say my family!"

"Yes, just bring your family, all the grandchildren of your grandfather!"

Doni's hands clenched into the air, he held back in such a manner, upset,

"Why are you afraid of falling in love with me?" tia said later.

Doni screeched, "Cih .. won't!"

"Well, why are you afraid!" Tia passed by just like that, she got into the elevator that happened to open. "Broast, you will suffer if you eat your own words." he muttered by staring at Doni who was also staring at him until the elevator door closed perfectly.

"Damn it, what did he say just now!"

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"Have all Al done?" farrel said from the phone.

"Beres, you stay and enjoy the show."

"Best brother. Thanks yeah!"

"We'll see you there tomorrow, I can't go to the office, I have a lot of business."

"okay Al. Bye."

Chequelek

Metta entered the room, followed by Doni from behind who carried a paper bag.

"Who's El's phone?"

"Alan, baby!"

Doni put the paper bag on the table, making Metta frown, "What is this Don?"

"Please ask your husband" he said, then walked out of the room.

"Why, why him?"

"Not to think about it, he's sprained probably because I gave him a project out of town for. a week,"

"Good dong darling, why is he sprained?"

"He must go with his assistant Bu Fara, his archenemy from the school age!"

"Hm... Doni just found out it was the reunion time, and kesel to this day!" Farrel.

"But as far as I know Tia's good as her guy, maybe a match for Doni!"

Farrel clasped Metta's shoulder, "Dear baby, I don't know her, the only girl I want to know is you. From the past, I've never had a girl I've seen for more than three seconds!"

Metta grazed his nose, "Get started, silly what else try, wholesale all!"

Farrel chuckled, then gave him a paper bag, "I want you to try it, maybe there's still time, if there's less, we can still fix it."

Metta opened the paper bag, and immediately her eyes fused perfectly, "Is this dear?"

She pulled a very soft and luxurious peach-colored dress.

"Great! Indeed we have an event El, until I have to wear this dress?"

"Inauguration of a building,"

"Darling, isn't this too much? I'm wearing this what other people would think I'm the owner of the building." Metta giggles.

"Nothing, even if only in the mind, they have the right to think about it. Leave it!"

"Darling..."

"I want my sister to wear it, no more rebuttal. Understood?"

Lose her mouth, if her silly husband is sudsh in serious fashion, she can't do anything.

"Well, I'll wear it! When's show?"

"Tomorrow ...!"

"Where do I want to see the invitation, who is it, do we know him?"

Brother ... brother, until not realizing anything.

"Of course we know him, otherwise we might get an invitation, and the invitation is brought by Doni. So we don't forget to bring it tomorrow."

"All right...."

"There's a trial!"

Metta nodded cheerfully, she went inside the toilet with the paper bag. Soon he came out with a dress wrapped in his body, disguising his stomach but still giving an elegant and sexy effect.

Farrel was stunned to see her, "My perpect wife."

"Good?"

"Of course, whatever you're wearing is amazing, I want to go home!"

"Kok home?"

Farrel clasped Metta's waist, "Huum. I want that," he said with his eyebrows rising.

Metta released Farrel's hand on her waist, "Iihh!"

She rushed back into the toilet, and changed her clothes back.

"Why does he think about it, even though I like it too." muttered Metta giggling.

Soon she came out of the toilet, and folded the peach-colored dress back into her paper bag.

"You know best the model that suits me El, thank you!"

"Congratulations doang!"

"Keep what?"

"Kiss me dong!" Farrel patted his own cheek with his index finger.

"Darling, it's a habit!"

"You said it was an office, right?" Farrel chuckles.

"Well, kiss me in the lower lobby!"

"Farrell....!"

"My room or the lobby? There's no other choice, otherwise I'll ...."

Cup

"Udah! Bummer...."

Farrel touched his wet cheek, "Eh cheating, I stole his name,"

"I'm stealing what, obviously it's you who wants to!"

Farrel pulled his waist, "So you don't want to? I'm the only one who wants to?"

Glug

"Farrel freelin, I'm tight!"

"Where possible, sister's stomach is our barrier, where it may be tight,"

"Farrel ah.. Don't embarrass me!" she blushed, her face flushed instantly.

"If you don't want to, why be ashamed!"

Metta covered her face, "You are!"

"Tonight I waited for the mischievous Mettasha" he whispered and chuckled.