One Night Stand With My Crazy Boss

One Night Stand With My Crazy Boss
CHAPTER 77. There's Still A Doubt.


There was a feeling of relief flowing in Prima's chest, although she trembled slightly because of her confession, but she tried to cover it as much as possible. He wanted, Faya could see the sincerity of the feeling he was feeling right now.


“Fay? You're holding me, aren't you?” prima asked because long ago Faya did not respond. The girl just stared at Prima.


“Ehm, Sir. I think Father can go. I'm tired, want to rest.” get rid of Faya.


Beyond a doubt, Faya's reaction was not at all Prima expected. What did he expect after revealing his heart so? Does he hope Faya will accept it? Or just slipping into his arms? Just be right.


“Kok even in expelled?” men obviously do not accept. Trouble he created a serious atmosphere nan romantic, but the girl instead drove him away.


“Buruan, Sir.” Faya forcibly pulls Prima's hand and tells her to get out of her room.


“Well, who was kicked out, Fay? We're not done talking. Fay!” call Prima when the door to Faya's room is perfectly closed. He looked at the door with disappointment. Honestly, he was expecting a reply from Faya.


While in the room, Faya leaned her back against the door after driving Prima away. Her chest rose and fell in unison with her heart's unkull heartbeat. The murmurs continued to make his heart feel like it was in a butterfly.


“Yeah...” shush Faya while fighting his chest. He tried to neutralize his heartbeat by taking a breath and exhaling it slowly. But it turned out to be completely useless.


Because Faya's heart is becoming. Getting crazy. It looks like Faya's heart cells are in a deep depression.


Faya dragged her feet to sit on her bed. Even to lift the leg up on the mattress, he was not powered, I don't know where all his energy went. He's limp. Dropped his body backwards with his legs still dangling down.


“What's she got possessed?” murmured Faya back to the ceiling of her room.


And all that night, Faya did not manage to close her eyes at all. Because Prima's words kept ringing in his head. Even when he tried to close his eyes, only the sincere face of Prima who was kidding did not want to stop.


Damnit damnit! The meaning in the heart.


How not, Faya saw perfect dark circles on both of her eyelids while mirroring.


“Yes geez. I'm like a panda gini. Basic.” Faya Umbat. I don't know who the curse is for. Clearly, there was a sense of shame he felt when he saw with his own eyes that his face was blushing right now. As a result of remembering the words Prima last night.


Furthermore, what made Faya's mind ambiguous was, what if they met after this? What's he supposed to do? Indeed, Faya is still shocked by Prima's confession, even though there is a sense of happiness that was tucked in his heart because it turns out Prima has the same feelings for him. It turns out that feeling is welcome.


But I don't know, it's like something's stuck in Faya's heart. There were a lot of questions and considerations coming to his mind.


Is he still angry? No. gabe. Kan Faya forgave Prima last night. But, why was there still a doubt that he felt in his heart?


It had been over 10 minutes Faya was standing at the door of her room. Doubt to get out. Somehow his heart hoped that when he opened the door later, there was Prima standing in front of him. Hallowed. Start halu.


Faya felt ashamed of herself with her own thoughts. Oh gosh.


Hufh. Faya threw away her nervousness. His hand pulled the door handle and prepared to come out.


Faya's eyes were round looking at a man who was already standing in front of her room. The man was actually in front of his room. Oh gosh.


Faya's heart rippled unruffled. Face heated. He is like Hellboy now. It's just not horned. Dare not lift his face.


Prima smiled sumringah. He giggled at Faya's blushing face.


“Come, breakfast.” Take Prima who then walks ahead of Faya.


Faya hooked her finger in front. Like a child in a toy, he followed Prima behind the man.


At the restaurant, they were sitting at a table. No more rejection from Faya. The girl was silent even though the man sitting in front of her kept watching her. How can her face go back to normal?


“Why not eat?”


Faya just shut up. At first glance he looked at Prima who was busy with her breakfast.


“Today we go home yes, Fay. Want?” prima's words stopped Faya's food spoon from reaching her mouth. Although his mouth continues to gape, but the spoon did not go in and in as well.


Until his death, Prima helped Faya. He snatched the spoon from Faya's hand and fed the girl. Only after the food entered her mouth did Faya's consciousness return for a moment.


“Go back?”


“Iya, home. Why stay here long? Bored. We walk on land aja.”


“If you want to go home, go home first. I still want to be here.”


“Yes if you still want to be here, why would I go home too. My goal here is to pick you up.”


And again, Faya did not manage to control her heart. With his insolent pounding getting louder.


Faya no longer continued the conversation. He did not find the right sentence to just interrupt Prima's speech.


“Are you not so good? Here is nothing. I can only see the sea. Everywhere sea.”


“Why? Are you still afraid of water? Does the therapy not work?”


I don't know why Faya had to ask that. Kan Prima so catch that the girl does still care about him.


“If you're the same as getting smoother, Fay.” Seloroh Prima's.


Faya mengu lum faint smile. He tried to enjoy his breakfast quietly but his heart was pounding in there.


“But I still want to be here, Sir.” Elak Faya's. It would be a pity to waste this free opportunity.


“Let's take a walk on land aja.” replied Prima casually.


“But how do you know I'm here? Who told you?”


“Who else? Harvey, I. For your sake, Fay, I'm willing to waste my pride on making those sneaky nemuin.”


“Kok chirping anyway, sir. Harvey was good tau.”


“Praise aja continue.” Dengus Prima did not accept. It could be that Faya was praising the other man before her.


“Malah sewot.” Dengung Faya while chuckling.


“So how? Want to go home with me?”


Faya quiet. Not to answer.


“Gini aja.you can think first. Later tonight, tell me yes. If you want to come with me home, then we'll be. If not, then you refuse me.”


Faya perfectly gaped hearing it. Prima could take the initiative that way.