Leaning Sweet Me

Leaning Sweet Me
Muak


BRACKET


Bastian kicked off his desk, he didn't expect today to be his last day at work.


Worse yet he was dishonorably discharged, and without a penny's alimony.


Santer sounded the dismissal of him, the employees


many talking. But the reason for his dismissal did not come out. And with Alan's promise, the company covered up its mistakes.


"You want to play with me?"


"Give me all the information you know and follow my game"


Cold sweat poured, with a body that stiffened when he faced Alan.


"I'm not going to put you in jail, it's too easy for me"


"Even you know what I have"


Alan's words yesterday are still clearly remembered, expressionless, let alone stale with a sharp eye like piercing heartburn.


With all the regrets Bastian began to clean up his stuff, put one by one into the box, no matter what he would say to his family at home.


Bastian stared at the room that had been his in the office, touching the soft chair that had been his power. With a shunt he came out of the room.


I don't know how many pairs of eyes looked at him as he walked out, whispering whispers maybe even speculating what reason he was fired for.


Bastian lowered his head, he already had no strength to straighten his shoulders though.


"Sir Bus?"


Bastian turned his head towards Metta who called out to him, but he quickly went back on without caring for Metta who kept calling.


"Why him?"


"It's weird" Metta walked back to her study.


"Why do you like confused people?"


"Gue was passing by Mr. Bas, but he only saw me at a glance and then hurried away"


Dinda leaned her body against the door of the room, blocking the door so that no one would arrive.


"He was fired for corruption" he whispered to Metta.


"The slander of your sins"


"Eh ma'am ustadz, I'm not slandering, but what I'm horrifying about"


"Lo don't know this is hot news again, this viral"


"Galahin gossip lo who was held by a handsome man the other day Sha"


Metta shrugged her shoulders indifferently and walked towards her desk. While Dinda tailed behind him after reopening the door he was holding.


"Lo believe Sha?"


"Creduce what?"


"What am I talking about?"


"I don't know if I can guess, I can't. Obviously there must be a big problem"


"Keep changing Pak Bas who dong?"


"How about lo? let it work not ghibah mulu"


"Damn emang lo" murmured Dinda.


"There work, no mute gossip" Metta pushed Dinda's shoulder and pressed her until her best friend sat down at her desk.


"Bego pain"


Metta didn't care, she went back to her place.


"What is corruption?"


"But he often asked me for a report, ah don't understand me"


Metta landed his body on the chair, started to turn on the monitor screen in front of him, and prepared with all the work he had to do.


Until the time continues to turn, Metta is still loyal in front of his monitor, the ringing of the phone surprised him. Metta grabbed the phone and picked it up without seeing who called her.


"Hello darling"


Sontak Metta kept the phone away from his ear, then looked at the screen of the phone that was still on. The number is not listed there. Then Metta put the phone back in her ear.


"You're shocked hem"


"What else do you want?"


"why keep bothering me?"


"I just want to hear your beautiful voice"


"You're crazy"


"Don't hang up, don't you want to know who you're working with?"


"Here you go, can't you stop bothering me?"


"I'm sorry but I can't stop before you get back to me"


"Meet me at cafe xx at 1pm, baby"


"If not, I will come to your office"


Faiz closed the phone without waiting for Metta to finish answering.


"Damn it"


Metta felt himself threatened, never to think


why did Faiz, who used to be so gentle with her, now turn into a heartless person.


Metta glanced at his watch, showing that there was only 15 minutes left. Metta scooped his face, not wanting to imagine Faiz coming into his office and making a fuss.


Without thinking long Metta grabbed her bag and just left.


"Surely something happened" said Dinda when she saw her best friend left in a hurry.


15 Minutes later


Metta went into the cafe Faiz said. Twisting his two manics in search of the figure he now hated. Faiz looked down on his lips when he saw the woman of his tribe.


"I'm sorry Sha, I'll do anything so you can come back the way you were"


Metta approached the man waiting for her, "Tell me what you want to say"


Faiz stood up to welcome Metta "You finally came too dear"


"Stop calling me that, otherwise.."


"If it's okay?"


"You're really crazy"


"Right, I'm getting crazy because of you. I'm really sorry for following my father's wishes"


"I'll lose you eventually"


"Stop that shit"


"Why are you getting fierce like this Sha?"


"But I like it more and more" Faiz grabbed Metta's hand.


"Stop, keep your hands off"


"If you don't want me to touch you, we better eat first. You must not have eaten yet, right?"


Faiz grinned, seeing that Metta was silent, he pulled out a chair for Metta to sit on.


"I ordered your favorite meal"


Metta looked at Faiz with a puff, "Jeez he's really making me sick"


With Metta forced to sit down, not long after the dishes Faiz ordered came.


"Please, mas, mbak" said the waiter who delivered the food.


Faiz nodded "Thank you"


While Metta did not budge, he did not care to see the dishes that had been served on the table.


"Eat, isn't this your favorite food. Spicy sauce squid with extra onion on top."


"You're wrong, I don't even like this food right now" Metta pushed her plate into the middle of the table.


"really?"


"Looks this is the food you like the most, baby, and you'll whine when you want to eat it"


"Really, I don't even remember what, are you sure it was me?"


"I guess we're just wasting our free time,"


Metta got up from the chair, she was fed up and didn't want to care about anything Faiz said.


"Farley"


"That's not it? what made me turn like this?"


Metta closed her eyes, "What do you care?"


"You're really making me sick"


"You know what secret that boy has kept from you?"


"What do you mean?"



Mettasha Kalyna, 26


The first of 3 children, became the backbone of the family since the father died. Cuex, fierce, with high esteem, and does not like to be stale.


Selfish and do not want to look weak.


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