Not the usual Cinderella
Chapter 6

There, Adam was talking to Seza. I don't know what they're talking about, but Adam laughs occasionally.

Joan halted her steps and stepped back, the man sneered that pissed me off half to death.

"Spirit!" ledek.

He resumed his steps that had stopped and I followed him timidly approached my lover.

"Sir Joan? Nice to meet you here" said Adam, extending his hand.

I was surprised to hear Adam knew Joan, what company did Adam work with Joan's company for? Why don't I know at all.

Still behind Joan's back, I saw the two talking very familiarly, it was clear how my lover admired Joan.

"Honey," called Adam when he saw me. Was he unaware of my existence? Until just a moment ago greeted me?

I smiled clumsily as Joan turned around and stared intently at me. Why does he look upset.

"Oh, so Miss Saras is your lover Mr Adam?" Joan deliberately suppressed the word 'lover', in my hearing it was like a joke.

"Ah, yes sir," was a happy radiance when she introduced me as a lover. Ah my heart instantly warmed, making my cheeks blush like tomatoes for sure.

"You're so lucky Mr. Adam, your lover is so beautiful," again Joan's tone sounded like mocking me.

Lucky for my boss, Mr. Denish approached and mediated our conversation. "Thank you Mr. Joan for his cooperation" my little heart was broken when I heard Mr. Denish say. Cooperation from Hong Kong, sweat-sharing cooperation may be the point.

"Miss Saras, thank you for helping so much, since it's time to rest, Miss can rest now" he said. I thank you for this help, even if only in my heart.

My boss seems to want to immediately separate us, maybe he knows there seems to be a cold war in the middle of our conversation earlier.

Again I feel like a comfort woman provided by my boss to entertain his client. Seen from the choice of words he said.

I hurried away from there even with a step, not forgetting to say goodbye for the sake of politeness. There's no answer from Joan, and I don't care.

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"Why you?" Adam seemed very worried about the way I walked.

"Either, my feet hurt when I had to walk long distances wearing heels," I lie.

Adam chuckles at it, it might seem like a lie.

"Maybe your rights are too high" My lover drove me to his car. I did not forget to open the passenger door for me.

"I haven't returned your message if I agreed to lunch together. Why are you so confident coming to the office" I murmured. Trust me, I'm just pretending to sulk.

He gently rubbed the top of my head while slightly scrambling it, like a little child I'd brush and grumble.

"Ishh it's lips why on that monyong-monyongin? Want to go to sosor?" clawed.

He clasped my fingers tightly and kissed the back of my hand. "I miss" he said without looking at me.

My chest is pounding hard, of course I miss him, miss him a lot. It was as if I was chasing the time that would erode even more to be with him.

Newly moved as well, suddenly my mood plummeted into sadness. Meeting Adam made my thoughts and feelings like a roller coaster, changing in a few seconds.

"Hey why? How sad?" tanyanya's worried.

Ciiiite.

Adam pulled the vehicle over. My head was almost blown off the dashboard if my reflexes weren't fast.

"Dam, why the hell!" pekikku surprised. Not to snap at him, it's just that I'm really scared if we're doing anything.

Funny no, I just said the rest of my time with him was as if we didn't have time to be together, but I was upset when he put our lives at risk.

It is not my death that makes my time dwindle with him, but the future that certainly will have no end to our relationship.

Of course I still want to live. If given the opportunity, of course I hope one day to repent back to the right path.

"What do you mean?" his voice trembled a little. I guess he must have thought I would leave him in this world.

"Aren't you sick anymore, are you?" correct my guess, he misinterpreted my words. But it's okay, at least I'm relieved, he doesn't think that someday I'll leave him. Gave her a wound that might make her hate me.

Surely I wish our farewells without hurting each other, I want us to part in sincerity, but what can? All goodbyes must have caused wounds.

He took off his seatbelt and tightly grasped both of my shoulders, forcing me to look at his bead.

"Adam, you are far away. It's called life, I don't know what the future is, do I?"

"May we will be separated. Maybe you'll hate me" I said at the end of the sentence. Somehow my life if the only person who has always sustained this self also hates me.

"Stop! You don't ever talk weird rich gini again Race!" he said full of emphasis, as if he was very confident that we would continue together.

"You're weird coming home from vacation! Don't even think about separation, because up to any time we'll be together."

A very sweet promise, but it will certainly be very difficult to realize if he knows how sinful this self is. But that still kind of comforted me a little.

"Sorry, yuk buruan I'm a laper," persuaded me to avoid the chatter that ends painfully later.

"Please promise me Ras, you won't leave me," his hand clasped my finger.

I can what? Can I fulfill that very heavy promise. So I can only nod in return. He said in his heart that I would not be able to keep that promise.

Our lunch was short, lucky that Adam did not offend Nayla in the middle of our conversation.

He hopes to be back eating together tomorrow, again I can not answer immediately. I always reasoned to tell him later.

Back at the office I've been fawning with various questions by Seza. The girl was two years older than me, but she always thought that I was much older than her.

If he knew it was the circumstances that forced me to become an adult, pulling me out of my supposed teenage years was fun.

"Oath Ras, you are very lucky to know you can not see, explained Mr. Joan from Deket. Ah if the boss told me to run him, don't know how clumsy I am. But it's a pity that someone already has," Seza's last words weakened. Signs he's a little disappointed.

Her words also drew me to reality, what I would have become if Joan had dumped me, and I had let Adam go.

Will someone accept me for who I am, or ... I will return to the world of night that makes this body will be driven by those who bear and just look for impingement.

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Tbc.