Leaning Sweet Me
Doraemons
Longs...
One word after you,
❤ F.A
Metta smiled again as she read the note from the post some time from Farrel.
For a week Farrel did not go home, although the body is not close, but Metta is not so lost, somehow Farrel always had time to just ask the news, what, and what, or some other silly question.
But the absurdity was also what finally destroyed the world Metta, the hardness of the wall mounted Metta gradually collapsed instantly.
Selfishness is no longer meaningful,
When sincerity reigns
And the heart can falter, though,
By you who are not prevented.
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"Cie who dapet shipment continues" said Nissa when her brother opened a paper bag containing Doraemon dolls.
"What because he once stretched me wearing a picture shirt Doraemon then think I like all forms of doraemon" murmured Metta.
"Just for you" Metta handed the doll to Nissa.
"Don't want to bang Farrel mad at Nissa" Nissa shrugged her shoulders.
Metta frowned "When were you scolded?"
Metta patted the mouth of his bucket "Never the hell"
Nissa turned around and left in a hurry. "Nissa to the room first"
Metta shook her head "Basic boy"
"I don't feel like I've pantes maen doll so" Metta shook her head and kept the doraemon doll on the table.
A moment later the phone rang out from his room. He shuffled from his seat and headed for the room, grabbing the illuminated cell phone on the table.
"Have I received my delivery?"
"Girishal"
Farrel chuckles "Assalamualaikum"
"What my shipment has arrived"
"Already,"
"Didn't you ask me why I gave you the doraemon doll sister?"
"Just now I'm going to ask" Farrel sounded a sigh before speaking again.
"I'll be Doraemon for brother, giving everything you want even if it's impossible."
Metta was stunned to hear what Farrel said.
"Gosh, that's too much"
"For me no, because my brother deserves it"
"But Farrel.."
"Sister is quiet enough, no need to do anything, accept and wait for me. I understand"
Unknowingly Metta nodded, as if Farrel was in front of him.
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Metta again landed his body in his work chair, all day he was busy with file files that made him dizzy. Mr. Bastian who arrived asked for all the reports at that time.
"Sha, like our division will be audited, huh?"
"Don't know what I am, Mr. Bas didn't say. He just asked me to prepare a report that needs to be completed today"
"Buset by now, we'll be overtime"
"Gue's overtime, you're delicious"
"Yey, I'm still here, well your position is above me. Senior senior" Dinda raised her eyebrows.
"Opaan heh lo, senior senior. Mending you help me out" patted the file piled up in front of him.
"Ok, what should I do? just to the meeting room so I can meet my heart adoration"
"The worship of lo c mannequin! take it to the photocopy room continues in the stacking already has the number"
"Eh, any time you say,"Dinda misuh misuh brought the file to the photo copy place.
1 hour later
"Sha..Sha Lo know what kind of warm and sensational gossip today?" exclaims Dinda who came with all his train.
While Metta did not comment on the words of his friend. Both of his black beads were not in the slightest he switched from the monitor screen in front of him.
"I don't know, I don't care"
Metta frowned without switching views
"What the hell, huh,?"
"Pole girl.hahah"
"Hahah.plate dear plate"
"Same is that"
"As far as you go, be careful to move aside I want to go to the room of Mr. Bus."
Metta knocked on the door of Bastian's room, standing with the dossier he had been asking for at the door waiting for an answer from inside.
"Come in"
Metta finally came in, "Excuse me sir, this is the file.."
Suddenly Metta was amazed, seeing the figure he most avoided was staring at him.
"Hi, Sha.."
Metta put the file on Bastian's desk, without even touching Faiz's greeting.
"Sir Faiz do you know him?" Bastian.
"Of course, sir, I know him very well"
Bastian smiled at his smile" What a coincidence"
"Well, if the soul mate will not run away" said Faiz by staring at Metta, making the middleman.
"Then excuse me sir" Metta immediately turned her body and walked out of there.
Metta grumbled "Sucks, doesn't know shame."
Bruck....
Metta hit Alan standing in front of the entrance to Bastian's room.
"You cursed me miss" said Alan coldly.
Sontak made Metta shocked. "Sorry sir, I didn't intentionally"
Alan panned at Metta who was still standing in front of him uneasily.
"Why him?"
Alan then walked into Bastian's room. His steps stopped, before opening the door. Samar faintly hears talk from Bastian and someone.
"What are they talking about?"
Alan then just walked away, he didn't go into Bastian's room. Making Metta who had been staring in surprise.
"It is fitting that the people in this office are getting more and more strange," Metta shuddered and stepped back into his room.
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Main Building
Alan went back into his room, he threw his body violently.
"Cintya to my room" she said, pressing the intercom on the table.
"You're playing with me" muttered Alan clenched his hand on the table.
Cintya came inside after knocking on the door.
"What's up, sir?"
"Prepare the meeting room, we'll do an impromptu meeting."
"Good sir,"
Alan Alfiansyah, 27 years old
Cold, mysterious, only the closest people ever see his smile.
Kids blaster indo korea😂
Being the right hand of Arya Adhinata, and the guardian angel for the silly but handsome boy Babang El.
✍ Author is deliberately using visual
Taecheyon, because the concept from the beginning is different visually with the usual visual novel.
So visual I mixed🤧🤗
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Btw Bang El bucin really until the selebay..