My Angel Baby's
Ruby's anger

...The MAB by VizcaVida...

...|19. Near The (no) In Deliberately|...

...Happy reading...

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“Ambisius once right him?”

“He'em. He must be after Mr. Louis. Want to replace position mbak Caca.”

“Kayak pungguk misses the moon anyway?”

“You changed position mbak Caca times huh? Really great.”

“Gue likes the same Mbak Caca, because mbak Caca is indeed as influential as that for Mr. Louis. Lha her? Modal looks doang want to try.”

“Itik who wants to be a goose anyway, in my opinion.”

“Sure sir Louis does not nap—su same him.”

“Ho-oh. I'll look at her face. Modal looks doang.”

”Eh, what do you think, he made a pack of Louis the same mbak Caca break up?”

Such hurtful words, Angel heard while in the elevator and also all the way to his study. He knew for sure the reason that made everyone assume that way to him. His ears and heart were hot, but he tried to remain calm and inedible to the speech of those who were gossiping.

Arriving at the desk, Angel saw Rita who was busy in front of the computer working on something.

“Morning, mbak.“ greet Angel friendly and try to widen his smile.

“Oh, morning also Ngel.”

Angel's smile expands. He immediately put down his bag, then turned on the computer to perform an absence.

“Yesterday, go home with Mr Louis?” rita asked without taking her eyes off the computer screen and her fingers were busy on the keyboard.

Angel actually felt bad about giving an answer to that question, but covering it up was unethical. It was the same as not being grateful for the kindness of his handsome superior.

“Ah, yes, mbak. I have an appointment with his nephew Mr. Louis.”

Hearing that, Rita stopped her work. He then looked at Angel with curiosity that looked so obvious. “Nephew?”

Ah, Angel thinks he's talking wrong. There should be no need to explain the reason specifically like that to Rita, just now. Rita may later give bad assumptions like others.

But Angel had heard an advice. Talk to people who listen to you. Because it will be very useless and a waste of energy if you talk to people who are not like you.

“That, some time ago I brought the leftover cake of the order to Mr. Louis. Then Madam Hutama took a taste of it and asked me to come and tell you how to make the cake.”

“Wow, that close?” rita said with a seductive smile. He's not stupid. He knew, Angel's gaze was always different when staring at Louis. There was love in every spot Angel pointed at Louis.

“Ti-not really, mbak. Just sharing how to make a cake, that's it.”

Rita nodded, but still smiled. “Then, nephew?”

“In that case, I also do not know why Mr. Louis' nephew can be close to me. But, the boy is indeed cute and adorable.”

Rita laughed meaningfully, then rubbed one of Angel's arms. “Quick attendance, it's almost nine.”

Angel nodded in agreement, then did the absences and started work.

Shortly after, the door creaked and Louis's figure in a bone-white shirt with a jacket folded over his arm was walking past the two women of his faith.

“Hallo, good morning Angel, mbak Rita.”

The fragrant aroma of musk mixed with spices that were so tempting to greet Indra inhaling Angel. Then, the two stood up and bowed as full of respect to the superior.

“Good morning, Mr. Louis.” said Angel and Rita simultaneously followed Louis's steps away to get to the door. Then he sat back down after Louis disappeared behind a thick, opaque glass door that separated the two of them from Louis's private room.

“Tumben once pack Louis looks so excited. Usually, moody.” chirped Rita who managed to invite laughter on Angel's lips. “Kayak no new spirit, so.” seduce Rita while nudging one arm Angel, make the face and both ears Angel blush.

“Mbak Rita, what the hell?”

They sat in their chairs and started working with the computer. Do whatever is their job.

“Usaha, Ngel.”

“Usaha make cake? Udah mbak, pretty good profit.” replied Angel chuckled.

The two laughed together.

“Yes, perhaps Mr. Louis has moved on, Ngel.”

Angel took a breath. “No mbak. I know myself enough, I do not want to make the same problem residents here. I'm not Caca. I am not as good as Caca, I do not deserve to stand beside Mr. Louis, other than being his secretary.”

Rita smiles. To Angel, the woman was already like her own sister. He often asks for opinions from Rita when in trouble taking a decision for work or personal.

Angel is still muddled by his decision. “No mbak. I do not deserve to do anything though honestly, I do admire the perfect figure Mr. Louis.”

“Mau mbak Rita matchlangin no?” goda Rita who subdued make both round and beautiful eyes belonging to Angel balled.

“No. No mbak. Please don't say anything to Mr. Louis about our conversation today. I am afraid—”

Angel's words paused when she heard the sound of the door creaking. Louis' head appeared from within. Only his head appeared. “Angel, please leave me room for a moment.”

Angel nodded, then lowered her gaze looking at Rita's expression by looking at each other for a while. Instead of being silent, Rita instead gave him a spirit in a joking tone.

Not wanting to keep Louis waiting, Angel rushed to the man's room. He knocked on the door first and then entered the room Louis so attached to the aroma of Angel's favorite.

“There are things I can help you with, sir.”

“Oh, please help me find a contract cooperation document with Vixu cosmetics company who is a sponsor for the event next week. There's something I want to review back from that document. I seemed to miss something.” said Louis, loosening the head of one of the vaults of important documents that the longer, the fuller it was.

“Oh, yes.” replied Angel, then walked closer to another vault in which there were a lot of important documents. He hoped to find the documents soon, and could leave Louis' room to reduce his heart rate.

“You look for the one in the row of sponsors only, let cepet.” reprimand Louis when you see Angel busy sorting from the top shelf.

“I'm afraid the documents are tucked away, sir. Let me search from above only.”

Louis agreed, because since yesterday he had checked himself after work hours were completed, but had not met until now.

“So Stefy, Rere likes the strawberry doll you gave.” said Louis suddenly broke the silence.

“Oh yes? Thank goodness then.”

Angel has never felt this happy. He felt like he had won a billion-dollar lottery after hearing that Rebecca liked the gift doll from him.

“Kak Stefy also said that Rebecca was looking for you last night. He's fussy even threatened not to sleep if not the same you.” cerocos Louis. Right said Rita earlier, Louis like having excess spirit today. This guy talks a lot, not like he usually does. “You have a new fan loh.”

Angel laughs at Louis saying that Rebecca is his fan. In any case, Angel still had to limit himself to the Hutama family. He is not the right person in his social strata if juxtaposed with them.

“I became an impromptu artist dong?”

Louis laughed crisply at Angel's claws. But the laughter did not last long, the look in his eyes turned mellow.

“Sometimes, if you look at Rere so I like to envy Robert.”

Angel turned his head, watching Louis closely without blinking a few seconds.

“Why do you envy Sir Robert?”

“Because he easily got the blessing of papa mama, while I? You know for yourself how my struggle with my former fiancee used to be.

“But he has done a lot of good. But my mother never looked up to it. The thing that made me turn into a private that is now.”

Angel suddenly melows. He did not forget at all how the love story and the struggle of Louis and Caca used to be. As if it had become a legend for all residents of this television company, the love story of their highest superiors who are so emotionally draining it will never be forgotten.

“Father believes God's miracles right?”

Louis noticed Angel who was also looking at him shyly. “Sure. I have never denied what God's will has become for my life.”

“At least, you have to believe that blessing will surely exist someday, as a miracle. Although later the father was met with different people.”

Is correct. Angel was wrong. Louis is inspired.

Right after saying that, both of them were like misbehavior. When Angel accidentally pulled hard one of the folders, some folders moved and fell on him. Angel who felt stupid and embarrassed for falling along with the folder, could only lower her head.

“Ma-sorry. I will immediately clear.” he exclaimed with his body that has taken a bent position.

Not staying still, Louis also moved to reach the folder around Angel and rearrange it in its original place.

“Let me only, Sir.”

“It's okay. Let me help.”

One thing they never expected at all. When Angel was about to stand up, Louis directed his body to bow. The collision between Angel's head and Louis' chin was inevitable. They complained, but with a quick movement, Louis rubbed the top of Angel's head against his chin.

“You okay?” her question was worried something happened to Angel's head.

“No. I'm fine.”

Their skin surfaces meet. Their palms touch. And the thump suddenly struck Louis' heart. Debaran who feels the same as before, as when he saw Caca. Aware of something he thought should not be done, Louis lowered his hand from Angel's head and lowered his head.

Louis wanted to shake off the pounding, but unfortunately, his blood was increasingly swift when their eyes accidentally crossed. Then, by itself Louis' arm stretched out once more to the top of Angel's head, wiping it full of affection once again.

“Sorry.” []

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Come Lou . . .

Come Angel . . .