Not Ordinary Love (Vampire Love Story)
Larasati Privileges

Still in Chairman Charlie’s Corp's Room.

Renata was still staring at the door where Toni's back disappeared. There was a bloodless pain in seeing one of the most competent coworkers leave.His common sense was so hard to accept the fact that Toni was a traitor.

Renata turned back to Sakti who had returned seriously with the file before him. He walked closer to the Sakti table,”Pak?” he said when he was two steps beside the table.

Sakti looked up his head, looking at the wry face of his Secretary, he already knew what Renata was going to say. But he was being reasonable,”What's Ren?”

“How did you know Toni was the culprit?” Renata squeezed both of his hands. He still can't believe it, even though he's heard a lengthy confession from the suspect. I don't know, there's a space in her heart that

save a little bit of unwillingness.

“I also did not know at first, I also just found out earlier after he came to this room,” said Sakti flat.

“So I mean, the announcement in the lobby was just a skit?”

“Hmm, I just scrawled the perpetrator who I myself do not know who the person is. Unexpectedly so successful way too,” Sakti grinned.

“Perhaps because he is a good person, so will not feel comfortable if committing a crime,” Renata murmured little that can still be heard by Sakti.

“It looks like you are paying attention to your office friends?” Sakti spoke flatly but did not take his eyes off the file he was reading. Makes Renata blush.

“You can rest Ren, it's lunch hour,” said Laras suddenly. He had just stepped out of the toilet and walked towards the sofa that Renata had occupied.

“Oh,iya Bu,” replied Renata. He rushed to tidy up the pile of files and left the President's room with his face still blushing.

“Emang should ya you say so?” ask Larasati after Renata leaves.

“What?” putting on a face without sin.

“I'm sure you'll know that Renata has the same taste as Toni,”

“Terus?” still good at reading.

“Darling, you didn't realize he was embarrassed?”

“What is my fault?” shrug shoulders

Larasati let out a long sigh, this unfaithful debate need not continue. It will only make the heart hot and the atmosphere uncomfortable. So he chose silence.

“You laper? Let's go to lunch,” said Sakti calmly, he's been standing a while from Larasati.

“It looks like the laper is you, your face is pale that way,” talk seriously,

“Not funny darling, I'm indeed this from birth,”

“Not that, why don't you drink blood? Since coming home from the Dark Country yesterday you have not drunk,” this time Larasati is really worried.

“No pa-pa, I can still hold it. Who knows I can eliminate all my habits little by little,”

Larasati woke up from her seat, cold hands her husband,”Ngak pa-pa, do not be too forced, slow down,” said Laras.

For Sakti to kill his nature as a Vampire is not easy. All this time, he tried to refrain from all his habits. Drinking blood, going out at night, hunting, and the habits he used to do with Thomas.

If he can stand not drinking blood for one week. Maybe he'll be able to hold on much longer. That's what Sakti thinks. He truly strives to live as a human being and live out all the teachings of his religion.

“We ate here aja yes, I have ordered earlier,” Kata Laras

Shortly phone at the Sakti desk reads,”Let me just lift, you sit first,” Say Baras then walk to the Sakti desk and lift the phone handle,”Halo?”

The receptionist spoke. “All deliver until the President's room yes,”smile”Still Mbak,” put the phone handle.

“Ayam fried half-cooked the same steak your favorite,” flopped next to Sakti.

“Keep what do you eat? I noticed you never eat meat now?”

“I don't like meat now,”

“Why?”

Larasati has not yet answered. Sounds knocking at the door. Larasati woke up to open the door,”Maybe it's a courier that goes between meals,” he said. He rushed to open the door.

“Order on behalf of Mrs Larasati,” said the courier

“Oh yes Mbak, myself,”

“Please sign first Mom,”string out paper and pen.

Larasati received the paper and put his signature there. Then received the package and returned the note paper to the female courier.Without accidentally Larasati touched the hand of the courier.Suddenly her heart beat fast. There is a shadow of a motorcyclist who was in an accident

on the road suddenly appeared in his head.

“Ma’af photos first Bu,”Ucap the courier.

“Eh yes,”Larasati observed the woman in the hat and in the red uniform in front of her. His mind worked fast, comparing the woman in front of him to the motorcyclist who saw an accident in his shadow that appeared out of nowhere.

Same.

Larasati flinched with her own thoughts. What did he just see? Was he able to see a person's future because of coming into contact with him? Is this her ability as a Goddess? Larasati is not

ever know what his special powers are, besides being able to read minds.

“Already Mom, thank you,” he said politely. But Larasati was still silent.

“What kind of motorcycle are you matic maroon red color with brand B?” Larasati must make sure that he is only imagining.

The courier was surprised by the question Laras,”True Bu,” why this Madam can know yes? his mumbling in the heart.

“Are you past the front crossroad of the supermarket?” the place where the accident will happen.

“True. Is there a Mom?” the courier looked in wonder. Doesn't this spate of questions from a President's wife on a delivery courier sound strange?

“Be careful if driving, especially at the intersection of the supermarket front there,” is all that can be said. I hope what he fears will never happen.

“Good, thanks for the advice. Excuse me,” the courier turned around and left Larasati who still saw him until he entered the elevator. He lowered his head again, while still looking at the President's wife

Charlie’s groub is still looking in his direction.

“What's That?” tanya Sakti, seeing Larasati still standing in front of the door. Maybe he would be jealous if the courier was a man, fortunately he was a woman.

“I'm kind of freaky ya,” walked over to the sofa, put the food box on the table and dropped down next to Sakti.

“White why?” Sakti loosened the tie and took off the buttons of his sleeve, his expensive coat was already draped pretty in the work chair. I don't know when he took it off.

“So I accidentally held the courier's hand, and I don't know what happened, I was like seeing the shadow of the courier was having an accident at the front intersection of the supermarket,” explained Laras. Her gaze glared

far-off.

“Maybe it's just your mind,” said Sakti calming, although actually also doubtful with the sentence. Perhaps what Laras said was indeed true, considering that he was no ordinary man now.

“Hopefully,”