Oh My Cecunguk
Episode 58's

I looked to my right as I heard a tilulit sound from outside. Shortly after, Alan appeared from behind the door. Still in the same clothes when he left this morning. After taking off her shoes and replacing them with a special pair of sandals while inside the house, her legs began to step forward, approaching towards me.

"What meda?" ask Alan. I knew he was standing next to me. Take off the leather jacket he was wearing and throw it on the sofa.

Didn't you see what I was doing? Why still ask? I murmured in my heart.

"Sleep" I replied without turning away from the laptop screen.

Alan laughed a little. "Did you sleep with your eyes open?" he said as he dropped his body next to mine and leaned his back to the back.

"Eat already?" I looked back, looking at him.

"Already," he said, nodding his head. "What about you? Already eaten?" he said ask back. One hand stretched out to play the ends of my hair.

I don't know what pulled out of my hair. Why Alan likes to play it. Roll with his index finger. Then take it off for a moment. After that, roll it up again. Keep it that way until it repeats itself.

"I just finished a bowl of noodles."

"Instant noodles again?" He glared at me.

I nodded, assuring.

"Didn't I warn you to stop eating it! It's not good for your body" he said a little annoyed.

I grin. "But they're so good."

"From tomorrow I'll bring you better food. Stop consuming instant noodles, got it!"

"Okay, Boss." It's better to just say it than to argue with her, I thought.

"Good boy" he said, shuffling my hair.

"You want to work again?" he asked after seeing the job application letter on my laptop screen.

"Hm," I said briefly.

"Why?" He looked at my face.

I knit my eyebrows, confused. Why is his expression so. As if he didn't like it.

"What's the reason?" I said, asking back.

"Why do you want to work?"

I looked at him again. "Do you still need to ask?" I said with a small laugh. I looked away, staring in any direction. "I need to support myself. You know, I don't have anyone else in the world. I don't have any parents, family or brothers. If not who else," I added with a bitter smile.

"What have you been thinking about me for so long?" tanyakanya. I looked up, looking at her annoyed face.

"I've said many times, you have me. I will be responsible for your life. I will support you, meet all your needs and take care of you."

I looked at her flawless face. Staring into his slightly narrow but sharp eyes.

Alan cupped my face. Then rub both my cheeks with his long, slender fingers. "Stop thinking you're alone. You got me. Lean on me, Alea," he said softly. He brought his face closer to me. Making our eyebrows clash with each other. Her warm breath with a slight mint flavor invaded my senses.

How could I possibly lean on you, Al. We haven't known each other for long. I don't know what you really are. I don't know the attitude you've always shown me as long as it's real or fake. I'm afraid you're just like any other man I've ever known. The man who was once the back of my life. The man who gave me promise and hope. However, in the end all I received was disappointment and never-ending suffering.

I'm retreating backwards. I kept my body away from her as I felt her hands start to creep, grabbing my waist. Besides, his face kept moving down. Our lips are now facing each other and almost touching. At the same time I heard Alan swallow his Saliva with his eyes closed. After that, pull his body and back leaning his back to the back.

"I still want to work" I said, then.

His eyes are back open. He looked back at me. "Can't you just stay home? relax while waiting for me to come home and welcome me."

"You're not my husband, why should I wait and welcome you home?" I said with a small laugh.

"I don't feel at home, I'm bored."

Alan breathed a rough breath. It seemed like he had given up on his will that wanted to keep me locked up in his cage.

"What kind of job do you want?" ask without looking at me. He stared in any direction while playing the key in his hand.

"Anything that matters can make money."

"Then just be my nanny, how about it?"

I laughed again. This time it was harder. Inexhaustible with his thoughts who wants a nanny at his age now.

"Is that funny? Why are you laughing?" ask her with furrowed eyebrows.

"Are you still a baby? Or decrepit?" my tease. "Why do you need a nanny at your age?" I turned my face away.

"I need someone to help me take a shower, dry my hair, button my clothes and also sleep with me" she said with a grin on her face.

"Basic lewd. Go find a wife there."

"You want to be my wife?"

"No!" I said as I stood up and went to the kitchen to get some water.

"Why? Aren't I handsome?" he said while smiling at me.

Unable to deny. I admit that Cecunguk is handsome. "You're a bitch," I said.

Alan just laughed at my answer.

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