One Night Stand With My Crazy Boss
CHAPTER 38. Insulting Others Is The Same As Humiliating Yourself.

The car has stopped at the parking lot of the Prambanan Temple tourist park complex. It was 11pm and the weather was hot. The temperature is hot and makes Faya several times hot.

After buying a ticket, he went back to his boss who was waiting outside the entrance.

“Come in, Sir.” Bring Faya enthusiastic. Seeing the enthusiasm of Faya, made Prima smile happily.

And they started the adventure in the Prambanan Temple area. Faya could not hide his joy because he could see the temple directly.

“Fay, this time enjoy your time. Our mumpung is here. Don't care about me. Do your likes.” Prima Command.

A super-wide smile instantly expanded on Faya's rannum lips. His face was bright and happy.

“Still a lot, Sir.” His words then precede Prima.

While Prima only occasionally smiles when Faya takes photos with some cute styles.

After an hour of wandering around and selfie and not caring about the hot sun, Faya finally gave up too. The scorching sun makes the tubers feel burning. Moreover, he had nothing that could be used to protect his head.

Faya wants to end his adventure, but he still feels dissatisfied traveling around. There are still plenty of places to explore.

While Prima faithfully follows wherever Faya goes. Just like his girlfriend.

Faya stood up to avoid the hot sun that was at its peak. He sat on the grass under a small tree. The shadow of the tree was quite repel the scorching heat.

Faya thirst. He was flapping his face but it didn't help. He circulated his gaze and only realized that he did not see the existence of Prima.

“Where is Pak Prima?” muttered. Wanted to call, but he abandoned that intention. Loth.

Finally Faya decided to just wait in that place until Prima appeared by herself or just call her.

“Nah.” Suddenly Prima's voice sounded next to her. The man thrust a bottle of cold mineral water at Faya.

Faya received the water and opened it and drank it. “Still, Sir. Where are you from?” ask Faya.

“Bathroom. Are you satisfied yet to go around?”

“Not yet, Sir. A little more.” Faya hopes that Prima will not force him to end his exploration. He glanced at Prima's hand holding an umbrella. In his heart, why only carry one umbrella? I hope to lend you another umbrella.

After drinking, Faya continued to venture back. Occasionally his eyes narrowed because his gaze glazed with sunlight. So Faya raised her hand and placed it in front of her forehead to protect her gaze. When suddenly a shadow fell right on it. To prevent the sun's attack.

Faya. He saw an umbrella that was now rising above his head. Then he looked

to Prima who has aligned her steps with Faya. The right hand held the handle of the umbrella with a forward view as if nothing had happened.

Deg.

Faya could feel the sudden jolt of her heart. His blood sighed and made him stop his steps instantly.

Whatisthis? Inner Faya.

“Why Father umbrella me?”

Prima did not answer. The man had been a few steps ahead of Faya who had stopped her legs just now.

“Pocket! Later if the heat continues to be dizzy and off work, I cut your salary.” Prima is like knowing the threat that can always make Faya not warty.

Although confused, hearing his salary will be cut, certainly makes Faya suddenly run and align with Prima. although awkward extraordinary but he can not refuse.

The other thing Faya felt. Now the girl is silent. Even he refused to

capture that moment with his phone. He simply walked in Prima's footsteps beside him. Of course with a heart that has been blingsatan not because of.

At 3 p.m., they decided to return to the hotel. Prima said she was tired and wanted to rest.

After delivering Prima to her room, Faya then went to her own room.she immediately threw her body on the bed.

Since Prambanan earlier, his heart did not want to beat normally again. He kept thinking about the little concerns of his boss that he felt were unnatural between the boss and the secretary.

“Crazy you Fay. Stop thinking about that absurd boss.” Grunts him to himself.

“Lagain why the hell did he have to be? Make people not feel good.” Further.

Faya mengedumel himself in the room.

“Can't I like Prima sir? gosh darn. Nah, no. Don't wanna. Crazy to like the boss err like that.”

Yeah, someone else would say, who wouldn't want to fall in love with a Prima. Priya is rich from a good family. His good looks make the girls crazy and hope to be the man's lover.

But of course that doesn't apply to Faya. He really knows how crazy Prima is, but, his heart beat just won't stop.

“Jesus!!” he then heard his postnel ring. He was surprised not to play. He reached into his phone from the bag and saw Prima's name calling him. Soon he answered because he thought there was something his boss needed.

“Iya, Sir?”

“Ke restaurant roof. Nowow. Cepetan.”

Tut's. Tut's. Tut's.

“Aitsports. Play directly close the phone so aja.” Dengus Faya's. He wanted to take a shower first.

Faya took a quick shower. With his speed, he managed to clean himself in just 3 minutes. Likewise with dress. He did it very quickly. After that, he went out and headed to the rooftop floor of the hotel. He stopped at the elevator door to wait.

When the elevator door opened, he was shocked. In there, there was Fajri who looked tired. Looks like the guy just got home from work.

Faya. It was really awkward and weird that he was coming in now. After what happened today between them. So, Faya just left the elevator door closed again.

When the elevator door was about to close, suddenly Fajri pressed the button to get the elevator door back open.

“Got in?” ask Fajri. His tone sounded more friendly than this morning.

The two cast a glance at each other. Not a longing look, but an awkward look at each other.

Faya breathed out slowly. Then he walked into the elevator. Ignoring the awkward feeling that whack.

“I'm really sorry, Fay.” The voice of Fajri sounded uninspired. The man lowered his face not daring to look at his interlocutor.

“Definitely very cool to be able to insult people at will.” Reply Faya relax.

“No, not that....” Fajri did not continue his sentence. He feels like a loser because he can only reason to reject his shameful attitude.

“May you learn about today.  I am poor and bad, but you cannot be an excuse to insult me as you please. Especially in front of others. You've humbled yourself.”

Fajri. Not to argue with Faya's words. He even just looked at Faya's back coming out of the elevator and disappeared from his sight.