Marrying the Young Miss
Arsandi's powerlessness

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"I'm wrong again!" arsandi scratches his head that does not itch.

Bugh.

"Awwhhhh!" arsandi who accidentally hit Daniel's back.

"Take your eyes!" murmured Daniel, without feeling guilty continuing his footsteps.

"Yes sorry sir, I did not see the eye" said Arsandi with forced.

'Damannn the boss, already know he's wrong. It's delicious to turn people on! Must have deliberately stopped his steps! Shoottt!' arsandi cursed with the tail of Daniel, scratching his head that does not itch.

"Don't curse me! Why would I purposely prank you? Trouble?" carl Daniel was cold without feeling, without looking.

"There's nothing wrong, sir, what you're doing is right" said Arsandi with a smile forced on his lips.

From a distance, there was a woman who was holding back laughter, seeing Arsandi's helplessness in front of Daniel.

"Hehehe mang yummy lo! The end is also what I feel. Not good!" a smile was etched on Mela's lips, with her hands carrying a glass of warm brown milk.

Pluck up!

A hand landed on Mela's shoulder, making the boy aghast in shock and the glass he was carrying slipped.

Waggos.

"Astagfirefull!" mela was surprised.

The sound of broken glass attracted the attention of Arsandi and Daniel who were about to enter Daniel's room.

"What did that boy do? Is he watching me?" arsandi muttered in a soft voice, frowning.

Daniel turned to Arsandi, "Don't shut up, samperin' there! Embattt another guy, just found out how you feel!" cibir Daniel disappeared after closing the door of his study.

Arsandi was astonished, hearing Daniel's impressed speech gave him advice.

"True what Daniel said, I have to go after him! Don't let go of what I have." murmured Arsandi, running towards Mela.

"A-anu i-this is a-I just saw that, look at the lizard on the wall! You keep surprising me." Mela stuttered, trying to collect the broken glass that she accidentally dropped.

"Sorry Mela, I didn't intentionally. Let Obama clean up. Afraid she'll get your hands on her, Mel!" scold Ella with a worried look.

"No, I'm careful.just take the big one!" kilah Mela, collecting large shards, piled them on the wall.

"Akkhhhh!" peek Mela, as the glass shards, injures one end of her fingers.

"No, what I said! Must've bled!" murmur Ella.

Sreeek.

"Basar stupidhh!" Arsandi pulled Mela's wrist, until the girl stood up.

Sruuupt.

Without hesitation, Arsandi snapped the injured fingers of Mela.

'Am I dreaming? Mr. Arsandi, my crazy boss, my crazy boss, a-what is he doing to my fingers? My ears did I hear wrong? He's calling me stupid?' inner Mela, swallow her saliva with difficulty.

Deg deg deg deg deg.

The heart of Layla and Arsandi, as if they were being hammered, followed the rhythm of love that flowed between the two. Although Mela tried to dismiss her feelings, trying to get rid of Arsandi from her heart. But that love grew along with the sweet treatment Arsandi showed for Mela.

"Gosh, what a sweet sight you can't miss. When's Mr. Daniel, be a hero to me!" muttered Ella, unconsciously expressing her heart about Daniel.

Arsandi turned his head and looked intently at Ella who was still standing between herself and Mela.

'Am I not misheard, is this woman also fascinated with Daniel?' batin Arsandi full of search.

"My mampusss, what did you say!" ella exclaimed with a scratch on her head that did not itch.

"I still have work to do!" Ella took a safe step, running quickly towards her study.

"Emm sir, I-that's it! I think u-what's my finger!" Mela tried to pull her fingers out of Arsandi's mouth.

"Other times the heart! This office still has an ob, let them do it!" arsandi said firmly, pulling Mela's fingers from her lips.

"Emmm thank you sir!" said Mela by holding her new hand just in Arsandi freelanss.

"Yes!" answer Arsandi coldly.

Mela turned around to return to her workspace, making Arsandi raise questions that do not know the direction of Mela's goal.

"Where are you going?" asked Arsene without hesitation.

"Yes back to my office, sir! What do you think I want and where to go?" cecar Mela returns to his talkative nature.

'What's wrong with me, why was I just silent pak Arsandi menhisappp my fingers? Do I really like it? This cimon is mah. Only love monkey doang.' Inner Mela with a straight forward gaze.

Chequek.

Without permission, Arsandi went into Mela's workspace. Making the owner of the place inflamed, before seeing who entered his workspace without knocking on the door.

"That's no manners! If you do not knock on the door, say hello cake, make people surprised anyway! If my heart is broken, how?" cecar Mela, with a focused gaze on the screen of her laptop monitor.

"Does that apply to your future husband?" arsandi asked with a seductive look as Mela charged towards him.

"Sir Arsandi, what's the matter here?" mela asked with a probing look, seeing Arsandi step into her study with her right hand carrying a glass of chocolate milk.

'Don't say you want to eat! My workspace where there's food!' inner Mela.

"I brought this for you!" Arsandi put down a glass of warm chocolate milk that he made before him.

"Sir Arsandi is not wrong to take drugs, right?" accuse Mela, looking suspiciously at Arsandi with his extraordinary attitude.

Seriate...

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