My Boss Samuel's
57. The confiscated cell phone.

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The meeting with Sam's family was indeed very pleasant and memorable. Now I can better know how the ins and outs of Sam's family, how good Sam's family was when he met me, how Sam was made into a prostitute by his own family. And most importantly, I now know who Sam really is.

It was all so sweet and happened without my ever guessing.

But ...

Everything changed. When I accidentally pushed Sam. He was really angry, even in the rest of my days in Bali. Sam never ends his angry drama.

Till now.

I leaned my head against the windshield. My eyes never look out at the streets. Ever since Sam picked me up on the way to this office, he's still keeping me quiet. The car stopped right at the traffic light.

Jammed.

I sighed softly. “Sam you want to be angry until when?”

Sam did not answer. His eyes focused on the vehicle in front of him that was already lined up long.

“Sam.” I looked towards him.

“What?” Finally he opened his voice. It sounds lazy, but at least it has a voice. Rather than just being silent, it feels like being in a car with invisible creatures.

“You angry?” Ask again.

“Nggak.” Short, solid, clear.

“If not angry why from yesterday until now you just keep quiet?” I started to get anxious about this situation myself.

“Tersoh. There is nothing to talk about.” Said Sam.

I closed my eyes. I just hope I am still given the patience to face the nature of the warrior who is starting to return. Aishh! I better buy you some medicine.

“Then ... Does your back still hurt?” I looked at Sam. Sam gave an expression beyond my expectations. Staring at me sharply without any expression on his face.

I think he'll answer. But Sam looked back to the front. Without saying any words.

“Hello ... If anyone asks that in reply.” I'm starting to get upset.

“Rhetorical questions do not need me to answer.” I widened my eyes while rounding my lips at him. I immediately snorted and folded my hands together.

Ok! Sam seems to be saving his voice.

“Campret!” I muttered before I decided to lean back against the windshield and stare at the street.

“What did you say?” Apparently he heard.

I looked back at Sam. “What? I didn't say anything.”

“You think I'm deaf?” Sam seems to be inadmissive.

“Maybe.” Let him get even more upset. I'm fed up. Sam is very childish sometimes. He would prefer to be silent and angry than have to find a way out or talk carefully about the problems that are happening.

The car in front started to slowly advance. Sam refocused his eyes forward as he drove forward his car. Has not been able to pass the traffic light, the lights have turned red again.

That's what this jam is like. Especially if you leave late five minutes it must have been hit by traffic jams. Especially this is monday.

Sam is seen picking up the phone in his pocket. I saw his finger start busy sliding the screen of his phone. Then I felt my phone inside the bag vibrate.

Who this morning called me? I thought in my heart.

I immediately opened the bag to retrieve my phone. I haven't seen the name of the caller Sam has quickly snatched my phone.

“Sam.” I looked at him in wonder. Sam furrowed his brows as he stared at my phone screen.

“What does it mean?” sam asked while showing the phone screen towards me. Yes, and there is the name 'Bos Kampret'.

Die me.

“Um ... Sam's. I can clear it. It's not like you see.” Actually it is. For my own safety, so be it.

“Hah?” sam's eyebrows shot high. He half turned his body towards me. “Obviously I see with my own eyes. And you still don't want to ngaku.”

I flicked my hand in front of Sam. “Ng. It's just forgotten Sam, I forget he hasn't changed his name.”

“Cause you mean to give me the name of the Shucks boss what?” It was hard to answer Sam's question. “Hape this will I bring.”

“Hah? Don't!” my screeches.

“Why?” Sam squinted at me and of course my guts shrieked instantly.

“Ya, no. If I have you take it, what do I use?” I looked at Sam with a pleading gaze.

Just be right. Why should I bring everything? Feels like school children who are caught carrying HP continue to be confiscated by the teacher.

“Do not ask much.” Say Sam with a little emphasis.

The car drove back until it finally reached the office. Believe me, during that trip I never stopped whining about asking for my phone back. It's not easy to persuade Sam. It's like having a newborn baby talking. The baby is tired and the baby is even engrossed in sleep.

Sam got out of his car first. I followed him soon too. Get into the elevator while continuing to whine asking for my phone back.

“You don't know what I mean. If I say I will bring it, then this Hape I will not give it to you today.” Sam looked at me in annoyance. I immediately bent my lips down.

Piqued. Obviously yes.

The elevator door opened and I walked outside first. Considering this was already in the office and my desire to hit her back started to cross my head.

I immediately walked towards my desk. Trying to put on a flat face as if nothing happened.

“Again, Adelia. Uh ... Which is two days off. How do you make me miss, anyway?” rizal's voice first greeted me. Everyone came and sat in their own place.

I'm the only one who just came. And it's not strange anymore if the last one who comes if lucky can walk with Mr. Sam. Rizal and Mas Angga have also experienced it. Even though I was actually with Sam, from home.

I only replied to Rizal with the smile I forced.

“Again, Mr. Sam. How does it look lethargic so, Mr sick?” rizal asked Sam.

“Not your business!” Jerky Sam.

Maliciously.

Definition of rock-bells!

This made Mbak Sari, Mas Angga and Tiwi laugh.

“Why laugh?” sam asked, his eyes shining sharply into all corners of this room.

“M-sorry, Sam.” Mas Angga apologized. Let Sam be angry and upset. After all, he enjoyed it.

“Father if sick do not waste energy, safe energy, sir.” This time Tiwi commented.

“If seen from the symptoms, like PMS sick people, yes.” This time I laughed when I heard Rizal. Rizal plainly said that.

“Do not talk much! FAST WORK!” Sam immediately walked into his room and slammed the door very hard.

“Ngeri, hey!” chirps Rizal.

I'm still laughing. “The end of your brazen mouth is indeed ngeselin, sih.” I looked at Rizal. “Can only during the holidays yesterday Mr. Sam new satanic slingshot. Well elo even nyari die.”

“Astagfirullah, Del. I'm not dying, yeah. I don't know. If I had known, I would have been diem. Was ah ... Now I want to be on.” Rizal started to turn on the computer.

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After work, I had to spy on Sam. I had to wait for him and then come to his apartment. I do all this for my phone. I have to get it back.

I followed Sam into his apartment. Passing through the kitchen and living room. Sam climbed the stairs and I still faithfully followed him. Until Sam opened a door and threw his bag and suit, I realized something. I followed Sam to his room.

My throat suddenly felt stuck.

Sam was silent. He started to take off his tie and pulled it rough. Now Sam turned his body back, right where I was standing.

“Why?” He raised both his eyebrows.

“Hah?” i'm appalled. “A-I want to have me back.”

Sam screeches. “Not that easy.” I reflexively rounded my eyes.

Sam started to walk up to me. And I reflexively rewinded my steps, a step. Suddenly my blood flow felt so fast pumping the heart to irregular. Sam was getting closer and I was stepping back.

My hands fumbled back hoping I could hold the doorknob so I could get out. Yeah, and I got it. As soon as I was about to turn the door knob, Sam quickly held the door in his hand.

Siaal! My feelings are getting out of control.

I dared to look at Sam. “I'll wait outside.”

I swear, even though I've been dating Sam. But I still feel afraid of his attitude. He was unpredictable and very much like a demon.

Faaakk!!

“You why you like to make me angry, hm?” Sam said the sentence very slowly.

“I didn't mean to, Sam.” He started to look down, aligning his face with mine.

“Yes, you do! You intentionally did.” His whisper was right in front of my face.

“Sam ..” I'm starting to get annoyed. Truly a stone head, he hasn't even heeded a single one of my words since this morning.

“What?” Sam started playing with the ends of my hair and then my lips. I hope Sam can't hear my heartbeat. “Don't piss me off, Adelia. I don't want to be angry with you.”

“If you don't want to be angry with me. Yes, you should not be angry. The fact is you are always irritable and emotional.” I'm a little upset.

Whatdoes thatmean? He didn't want to be angry with me but his words were very contrary to what really happened. Even today why would he have to carry my cell phone for the whole day? Isn't that childish.

“I want to kiss you.” His voice really broke my heart.

“Hah?” I was surprised to hear that. My feelings are getting out of control. It even felt like my throat was drying out.

Sam started to draw his face closer. I began to feel his breath coming down my face. I tried to push his chest even though it sounded pointless. His left hand began to move around caressing my waist and then squeezing it slowly.

“Sam ..”

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