Oh My Cecunguk
Episode 59's

"What kind of hair model do you want, Lea?" ask Hanna, one of my salon employees. Both of his hands were on my shoulders.

Hanna's not young anymore. He almost stepped on the head of five. However, her appearance is not the same as other women who are the same age as her. Most women at that age begin to look wrinkled face and many complain of pain in some parts of his body. Like a hip or knee pain. But not with Hanna. She still looks beautiful and fit. His body shape is also still good, not inferior to young people whose age is far below him.

I was silent for a moment. Looking at my reflection and Hanna in the mirror. I honestly don't know what kind of hairstyle I want. Besides, I don't really understand the type of female hairstyle.

"According to Brother Hanna what kind of model is suitable for me?" my question, then.

"All models suit you, Lea. It depends on what you want to look like" he said with a smile.

"Then .. It's up to Brother Hanna to cut it like what."

Hanna looked clucked and shook her head. "You never change, Alea" he said, giving up.

"Allah ... What about this one?" hanna said while showing me a picture. I looked at the photo.

"You're going to look younger with short hair" Hanna said.

"Do I look old?" my many. A little head up to look at his face.

"It's not like that I mean, Lea," Hanna said with a chuckle. "Of course you're young. You even look like a baby. Cute and adorable," he added.

I was just grieving hearing his words. Although his words contained slander but I was still happy to hear it. I laughed again. 'Like a baby, cute and adorable' is really laughable.

"Hows it? Do you agree?" ask Hanna, make sure.

"Yes" I said, nodding in agreement. "Well, I'll start" said Hanna. He took out his battle equipment and started to trim my hair little by little. I don't know how many hours have passed, I didn't realize it. Hanna is done with her job.

"Hows it? Do you like it?" ask Hanna.

I looked at my face in the mirror. Is that really me?

I never had short hair before because Kevin didn't like it. I always let it be long. It was unexpected that this style was also suitable for me. Besides, this blonde makes me look a little different.

"i like it. Thank you, Brother Hanna," I said as I let out a faint smile at her.

"Together, Alea. I'm glad you like it."

After paying the bills and saying goodbye to Hanna I rushed home. It was dark when I got home. The lights on the terrace are on. That means Alan's home.

As soon as I walked in I saw Alan sitting on the couch. His feet seemed to be stretched out with his back to the door. It seemed he didn't notice when I came in.

"What meda?" I was standing right behind him.

Alan looked very surprised. To the extent that his phone he was holding slipped and fell to the floor. I laughed because of it.

"When did you get there?" asked Alan without looking at me. He looked down, picked up his phone.

"Barusan," I answered, dropping down on the sofa opposite him.

"Where to from? Why don't you meng ...."

Alan did not continue his sentence. He looked at me with his mouth slightly open.

I looked at him in wonder. Why is he looking at me like that? Do I look weird?

"You cut your hair?" said, then.

I'm nodding. "Hm. Does it look ugly?"

Alan shook his head quickly. "No. That suits you. You look so beautiful now" she said.

"Now? So ... You think yesterday I wasn't pretty?"

"No, that's not what I mean," he argued.

"So what does that mean?" I asked, pretending not to know.

"Yesterday you were beautiful, now even more beautiful."

"really?"

"Ah, you must be lying" I said, turning my face away.

Alan stood up. "I'm serious" he said. He got up from his seat. Then walk towards me and drop his body beside me.

I'm retreating backwards. "What do you want?" I asked as he suddenly drew his face closer. His hands were on his right and left, locking me up.

"You're so pretty, Alea. I couldn't stand it. Can I kiss you?" Alan leaned back, approached.Prepare to land a kiss on my face.

"Basic lewd. Get away from me" I said, pushing her away. After that, go away.

"Don't go, Alea. Let me kiss you just once."

"Don't dream!" I said before entering the room. Shortly thereafter, Alan's laughter echoed downstairs.

"Basic crazy!" my mummy closed the door.

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The next morning I went to the office in a hurry. After a long period of unemployment, I finally returned to work. The first day of work, of course I can't be late. Once again I glanced at the clock that was coiled around my wrist. Time shows at eight past fifty minutes. There are only ten minutes left before work starts.

"Damn! why is the building so big." I'm speeding up the pace. Half ran to the elevator. Jammed with several other employees while riding the elevator. I was able to breathe a sigh of relief when I reached the top floor. The place where my desk is. Exactly in front of the CEO workspace of this company.

I just sat down, someone called me.

"Hey, new boy, come quickly." A geeky-looking woman waved at me.

I lazily stood up. Then get closer to him. "What's wrong?" I asked while putting on a smiling face. Although the bespectacled woman was not very friendly, but she was the only one who did not look at me with a cynical look.

"Mr Ars is coming soon, we have to welcome him" said the woman as she stepped up her legs. I follow behind him.

"Who is Mr Ars? Why should we welcome him," I asked curiously.

The woman stopped walking, then turned around. "You're so stupid, your own boss doesn't know" he snapped.

Hah, we don't even know each other yet but he already said I was stupid. Hey, geeky and tacky girl, I'm not as stupid as you say. How do I know that Mr. Ars is our boss. It's my first day at work. I don't even know where the toilet is. I don't accept it, quickly pull your words.

I would love to curse him directly. However, given my new position, it can only be said in my heart. I don't want to add any enemies.

I put my foot back following him. Then it stopped when it stopped too. Together with other employees, we stood lined up on the right and left side preparing to welcome our boss.

"Good morning, Mr. Ars," said all the officers, in unison. After that they bowed their bodies.

I was so curious about the boss of this company who was famous for being a genius and also handsome. I could almost see it. However, the geeky patted my back very hard. "You have to bend down" he said in a whispering tone.

I groan. The geeky looks skinny but his strength is very strong. "Can't you slow down a little? My bones can be broken."

Still in a bent position he looked at me. "Are you a granny?" taunted. "Don't let me just pat you on the back. How could it possibly break your bones."

Clapping what, you obviously hit me.

I was still grumbling as I heard clearer footsteps. Soon a pair of black pantofel shoes flashed in front of me. His steps were wide, corresponding to the shape of his long legs. Just this time I saw the footsteps of such a graceful man.

I re-enforce the body. But still lowered his head.Suddenly the owner of a pair of pantofel shoes it stopped stepping.

"Arman, I hear I have a new secretary, where is she?"

"He's there, sir, to your right."

"Ah, it turns out there," he murmured. The pair of pantofel turned around and turned around. Then step forward to approach me. My heart was beating in nervousness. Especially when he leaned his body towards me. Immediately my nose was filled with the refreshing aroma of citrus.

"Good morning, dear," she whispered in my ear.

For a moment my heart stopped beating. My eyes were wide in surprise. This voice ... why does it sound so familiar. I raised my face preparing to see who greeted me with such a name.

You ... Why are you here?

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