Marrying the Young Miss

Marrying the Young Miss
Help me (Mela-Arsandi]


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'It's not that easy sir! My mother is a girl. Have you said crazy, sintinggg, I easily accept the man? Huh, don't expect!' inner Mela with resolve.


Mela passed back to her study, but soon her gaze was diverted when she accidentally saw Ella who was daydreaming, with her face resting on her two hands on the table.


"Why Ella? Falling in love again stinks of his smell. Ledekin aaah!" exclaim Mela, turn towards Ella's desk.


'You can see up close, what else is the right distance really intense. Mr. Arsandi dashing too, which is cool, not much different from Mr. Daniel. Well, only a thin difference, Mr. Daniel who has this company. While Mr. Arsandi is the boss's confidant. Equally great if thought mah.' inner Ella with a straight forward gaze, but the mind floated on the figure of Arsandi.


"Who do you think El is?" asked Mela who was already standing in front of Ella's desk.


Ella was silent, unaware of Mela's existence, even her ears seemed closed to hear what Mela asked.


"El, who else thought?" asked Mela again with a probing look at Ella.


'Is it possible that Mr. Arsandi loves me? If he didn't love me, he wouldn't have let me. Sebodo is so, liet I jatoh. But... earlier Mr. Arsandi even nolongin me! This love really is. If Mr. Arsandi arrives to me. I'd say love. Kan mayan tuh chance of a good life, what else is a prospective companion of Mr. Arsandi, aiihhs crazy I can fly high no longer want jatoh when I wake up!' ella thought with a variety of questions and possibilities.


"Ella, you daydream what!" mela asked with her hands shaking Ella's shoulders.


"Yes, I want to be your girlfriend!" ella exclaimed as she moved from her seat.


"Ella! Lo daydream?" mela asked exclaiming an octave up, resuscitating Ella back from her long daydream.


Ella turned her head towards Mela, then was flabbergasted to realize her stupidity after circulating her gaze.


"Gue daydreams so much!" Ella scratched her head that was not itchy, enough to make her embarrassed in the presence of other employees.


"Ahahahah Ella, sleep well at home, not in the office!" ledek friend Ella.


"Ahahhaha, you can! Ella won't be able to sleep well, as long as she doesn't have a boyfriend!" seduce his other employees.


"Hihihi, so... what is my friend in this one? Want a story? I'm ready to commit to your horrifying curses!" seda Goda, with her body leaning forward, into her two hands became a pedestal on the table.


"What the hell! Nothing, it's back there where you are!" Ella chased Mela away, flapping her two hands in front of Mela


"Ahahahhaha time anyway! I heard you wanted to. Want to be dad's girlfriend. What's that name? Which father would you like to be his girlfriend?" ask Mela by probing.


'Mampusss is me. It could be messy if Mela suspects. Don't let Mela know that I'm seamunin it Mr. Arsandi. Wanna be in taro where this is my face!' inner Ella.


"Eh, dream again! Tell me, which father? Child financial section? The receptionist? A satpam? Planning?" cecar Mela wants to know.


Ella let out a sigh of relief, as Mela's hape ringing sounded.


Dring dring dring.


"Hape me the sound! I answer you first! But later the same story me! By!" Mela reached into her blezer pocket, taking out the flat object from there.


[Sir, sir, what's wrong?" ] asked Mela, she stepped away from Ella's study.


^^^"You can go home!" the voice of a middle-aged man could be heard in Mela's ears.^^^


[ "But Mela's work is still a lot of sir. What's wrong, sir?" ] asked Mela with a frown. I laughed at the father's request.


^^^"Ba-pater sa-sick Mela!" say it with a stammering voice.^^^


Mela seemed surprised by the father's words, not realizing the change of the father's voice.


[ "What? Mr sick? I-yes. Mela permission first same boss. What sick father? Why is my father sick? You must have forgotten to eat! Don't dong sir!" ]the little Mela who can no longer stop her words.


The father's words no longer Mela heard, changing with a disconnected calling.


[ "Hello sir! You heard Mela's voice! Sir, father!" ] cried Mela with bad thoughts that haunt her condition of the father there.


Mela saved the newly received files, and then was about to leave her workspace with the intention of Daniel's workspace.


"Is there anything missing again?" ask Mela to herself.


Mela ran back to her desk. "Basar begooo, already know want to ask for leave. This is why it's not brought!" swear Mela to herself, hugging the report that is now with her.


Bugh.


So hunted to not see the road, Mela hit the chest of Arsandi field who was about to enter into his workspace.


"Akkkhhhh!" screeched Mela in a kayang pose and almost touched the floor.


Sreek.


Arsandi narrowed his gaze, extended his right hand to Mela's waist, then pulled the woman up to make Mela hit her field chest.


Dugh.


Mela patterned, when her lips accidentally even touched the chest field Arsandi wrapped in a white shirt.


'Like her I'm too tall, till this kid don't kiss my lips. But kiss my chest instead.' Arsandi pulled the corner of his lips with a grinning look.


"What are you doing? My lips are here!" Arsandi pursed his lips, as if telling Mela 'this is my lip!'


"I'm sorry I didn't mean it!" Mela pushed the chest of Arsandi's field with all her might.


Grappings.


Arsandi clasped mm to two wrists of Mela, then equalized his height with the height of Mela, until the two of them looked at each other.


"You want what else? I said sorry accidentally! Lepasinn! I'm hunting!" cecar Mela pleaded, trying to tell Arsandi to let go of his hand.


"What's wrong? You can tell me! I can help you!" arsandi assured.


"A-I had to get a work permit for a few days, my father was sick, and just now when we were talking on the phone, he was dead. I'm worried, I'm afraid something bad happened to you!" great-granddaughter Mela with a voice shaking with her sobbing.


'This kid! Just heard his father was sick. His mind was already made a mess. Is this how he felt when he got the news of my accident?' arsandi.


"Please help me sir! Please help me ask Mr. Daniel's permission to take care of me! I promise you. I will do whatever you ask! I beg!" pinta Mela pleaded.


"You sure you'll do whatever I ask? If I help you get a leave of absence?" asked Arsandi to believe what he just heard.


Mela glared without a second thought.


"A-I'm ready! Origin is still at reasonable limits!" mela said by swallowing her saliva with difficulty.


Seriate...


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