MY BOSS MY HUSBAND
70. FINALLY ACCEPTED

    "Because of you, I got scorned."

I heard a crunchy nudity from my man across the street. I was doodling the paper in front of me and my phone stood leaning against my drinking glass.

I used to love drawing clothes designs. Although only doodles are not clear, but I really like the activity.

This time, somehow I like to design a fancy dress, wedding dress to be exact. I don't know if because lately I've always been talking about marriage or if there's a desire from my conscious mind.

    "Yes, all right, because of me. I'm gonna pretend to forget who first kicked in and hugged me last night. Who kissed first," Defeated but seemed to explain my sins one by one. His sinless face made me feel more.

    "Yes, you don't want to either, you don't refuse." I sought a self-defense that ultimately admitted that I was the source.

Jansen laughed and shook his head.

    "Don't, come on!"  Jansen was confused but he also approached on the phone screen and now his face filled my phone screen.

    ummmah

I kissed my phone like I kissed Jansen. Jansen responded to me with a loud laugh.

    "Well, when we meet, I'll finish you!"

I acted like I was scared of the threat with my eyes bulging.

    "Your lips I finished!" jansen.

    "I like it then" I replied casually. Lately, my brain has been grinding. I used to imagine my kiss with Jansen. When I watch drakor as well, I would think that the lip war is me and Jansen.

It's completely contaminated with this brain.

    "Don't turn me down later!" he said with a serious expression.

Fucking guy. This would be number one in his brain.

    "Beb, did you ask Mira?" I switched topics. For a long time my brain can be more shorted if the cippokan talk continues.

    "Oh, forgot." Jansen patted his own forehead.

    "In the meantime, I text him back," he said while fiddling with his mobile phone which was still active video call with me.

    "Beb, tomorrow afternoon well, I pick you up, we both jumpain him. I take the middle location, let you not distance," continued Jansen and now his face is back on my phone screen.

    "Okay, don't get picked up, I came alone. Tired back and forth and then you'll take me back."

Not directly answered. Need consideration by his highness Jansen.

    "Did you ride a motorcycle?"

    "Yes, let's not go to night, set the time to meet at seven."

    "Yes, that's what it is. I'll tell you again." Jansen's answer was like there was another intent. His face also reflected other plans.

    I have to hear for myself what purpose Mira came to Jansen's office by claiming to be her fiance. Hasn't he been rejected? Why is he so sick? Was it because he was Jansen's parents' choice to feel the upper hand and be able to do as he pleased?

*****

    This is where we are. A round table full of good dishes but none of us started this lunch.  The gaze of the girl in front of me was like being able to split my body with a single ounce.

    "Let's eat!" Jansen moved and picked the menu I liked and put it on my plate.

    "Eat a lot!" then he started taking food for himself.

    "Please Mir," he told the girl.

Yes, my gut feeling is right, Jansen changed our meeting schedule to lunch instead of dinner with Mira. Gossip in my office will be more frenzied after this afternoon or maybe now it's been a scene. How not, Jansen came directly and asked permission personally to my superiors. I know they're friends, but it doesn't have to be. With him acting like that I'm getting caught if I go in the back lane. Which makes it even more upset, instead of waiting in the car, instead of waiting in the lobby.

    "Eat!" he said firmly to me because I was still glaring at him. Really, I'm still pissed.

This girl was exactly like Jansen's description back then. From his looks he looked resolute and bossy.

Authoritarian career woman.

    "Obviously, he's not ready to go public." Jansen responded but his hand landed on my head and ruffled my hair.

Don't tell me I'm tacky shay, but I'm actually salting. Because what? He did it in front of the candidate who was in the field for him first. My face is heating up I'm sure my cheeks are blushing right now.

    With a smile, I enjoyed my meal. It's amazing, every day eating so much cancer isn't sudden? (Dry bag I mean wak).

From the house I brought this morning, I gave it to the OB at the office. Darling is thrown out.

Fortunately I have learned table manner even though it is still a little, at least I did not embarrass myself or Jansen in front of Mira who ate so gracefully. Perfect girl, just eat her beautiful.

    "Why are you suddenly taking me to lunch?" ask Mira.

    "Later, eat first!" answer Jansen.

We eat in silence. I occasionally glared at Jansen who was busy putting food on my plate.

    "Mira, I want to ask, please answer honestly!" Jansen started the conversation as she darkened her mouth.

Mira put down the glass and pulled out a piece of tissue then looked at Jansen as if asking 'what?'

    "Did you go to my office yesterday?"

    "Ehem" he replied calmly.

Jansen. I sat in silence. Praising the tranquility of Mira. Jansen was in no hurry either. Is this how rich people solve problems? Elegantly...

Not a bar like me.

    "I thank Om and Aunt for letting me know you better before.  And I'm also sincerely sorry that I had to reject the idea of our parents' matchmaking. I accept that Om and Aunt are angry and disappointed in me, but in the end they understand how I feel."

    What the hell is Jansen, why try to talk opening at length. Just ask, what is the purpose and purpose of him ngaku-ngu so your fiancee, ribet bangat. I grumble in the heart.

Unbeknownst to me, Jansen's hand held mine at the table. He stroked the back of my hand with his thumb as if to calm me down.

Did I show you the side of my bar just now? Oemji.

    "Mir, I'm sorry to you because I can't continue our match, this is the second time.

    Please understand my feelings, if you come to my office and confess my fiance, it will give an ugly image to me as well as Ayu. I've never introduced Ayu to my family officially and to my employees. So if you step like that, Ayu will be affected. For the future please pay attention to your steps well Mir. It's for the good of all of us."

    This isn't a confirmation show, it's a warning. And so far Mira has not given a rebuttal.

    "I was just struggling and looking for a gap even if it was just a little. I know that your relationship is not known to your employees even though Ayu once interned there, they will not think you are dating. As long as the yellow janur hasn't curved, I still have a chance. And don't forget, I have support."

Mira still feels the upper hand because she is Jansen's parent's preferred nominee.

    "And don't forget Jansen, I've reminded you. You can only get rid of me if you find a prettier and richer one. For those two things, I put aside beauty because ..."

Mira looked at me intensely then continued her mutant words again, "She's pretty good."

    Buset, pretty plenary gini, all right? Mira camp. My face is very fond of people know.

I also have no oil to settle and clot in my stomach. How dare you say good?

Gaes, I'm so passionate but it's all just in my heart. I'm still trying to be a graceful girl.

    "You're right, Ayu doesn't have a company like you, her parents don't have a factory either. But...

You should know, he's been accepted."