Pink pants
Stop baper!

"Sorry sir, did I make a mistake?" Alya asked Marcel who talked all day just as necessary, it was only a word two, the rest he was more silent, after their chat this morning.

"No! Don't you want our professional relationship to be just a job? You probably know better that I always do this when I'm at work, not talking too much about unimportant things!" Said Marcel coldly.

'Ishh, this good fellow, badar jutek, really hot, badar adem, what do you want, anyway?' alya grumbled that only he dared to say in his heart.

"Oh, alright, then excuse me to go home first!" Pamit Alya does not want to extend talks with Marcel, after all it is time to go home. The important thing is Marcel has said if he did not make any mistakes that day, positive thinking, maybe Marcel is really wanting to focus and serious in his work, so that he devotes more attention to work, or maybe he is too over-thinking.

But suddenly Rudy called Alya and asked him to ask for a copy of the document of the work on the project they were going to do and asked Alya to report the progress to where, where, Rudy asked for the report to be sent to him no later than tonight because it will be made the discussion material for the meeting tomorrow morning by Rudy.

Alya who had said goodbye to go home was finally back to his desk, and copied all the reports Rudy asked for, unfortunately the reports and documents asked for Rudy was very much, not to mention Alya had to write a progress report on the project alone, because both of his teammates had gone home earlier, while the task from Rudy was very sudden.

It's almost seven o'clock in the evening and Alya's work isn't done, but Alya could have been working on the report at home, but considering Rudy asked for the report at the latest on the night's release, too, Alya felt that there would not be enough time if she had to work on the report at home, so she preferred to work on her report in the group's Salim office.

Marcel stopped his steps when passing through the usual workspace in Alya the lights were still on, but usually he was the last to go home because he had to double check all the reports that entered all day.

Out of curiosity, Marcel finally approached the room, sure enough, Alya who had said goodbye to him to go home looks still busy with his laptop screen.

At first Marcel wanted to ignore and did not want to peduali again with Alya who may now feel happy with the man of his choice, but just a few steps away from the room, he turned around and approached Alya who looked very busy and troubled with her work.

"What are you working on? Haven't you been saying goodbye since this afternoon?"

Marcel's question did not immediately answer Alya, for a moment he was stunned because he was surprised by Marcel's reprimand in the room that had felt quiet for a few hours ago.

"Ah, this-Rudy asked me to send the progress of the project, he said it would be made meeting materials for tomorrow morning, so I have to send it tonight also to him." bright Alya while showing the report that is being made a little more is ready to be sent to Rudy's email.

"Hmm, your lover's attention is outrageous, how can he let his own lover overtime until this night," gerutu Marcel while taking over Alya's laptop intends to help complete Alya's task to quickly finish.

"No, it's almost done, just a few more sheets, you go home, pity your son and wife waiting at home." Syndicent Alya.

"They're quite understanding, and won't get angry just because I took the time to help you finish the task." Marcel replied as if confirming what was in Alya's mind at this time.

Alya just 'O' ria, of course Alya's speech was actually only provoking Marcel's response regarding his relationship with Sita at this time.

"Thank God, by the way, how's Daniel?" Alya asked diluted the atmosphere, because it seemed like Marcel would not go before he completed the task Rudy gave him, that means Marcel will be near him for about fifteen or twenty minutes, considering there are still a few pages that Alya has to work on right now, it would be very awkward if they were silent, he said, so Alya decided to open a conversation that was roughly neutral and would not spoil the atmosphere.

"Daniel--well, she's growing up fast, she's healthy and cheerful." Marcel answered, saying good things about Daniel, but the look on his face did not show happiness for what he was telling, it was like something was stirring and disturbing his heart as he told about his adopted son.

"Ah, so apparently, I was happy to hear it, honestly I miss it very much" said Alya.

"Well, she meant?" Alya asked, hadn't Marcel been living with Daniel and Sita all this time, why did he miss Daniel whom he could meet every day?

"Oh, I mean I miss him too because I haven't seen him all day, let's forget it, let's talk about everything else!" Marcel shook his hand like he was slapping the air in front of his face, as a sign he was not comfortable discussing or talking about the topic they were currently discussing.

"Done!" Alya's great-grandson, after twenty minutes had passed, time almost showed at eight o'clock in the evening when Alya had successfully sent all the reports requested to Rudy.

"Thank you for accompanying me overtime sir," Alya bowed her little body in front of a sign of respect and as a sincere thank you.

"I don't need your thanks, now is the time to replace you who accompanied me," said Marcel refused to thank Alya.

Apparently behind his kindness he harbors other intentions.

"But--" Alya was eager to resist, let alone considering it was already night, and perhaps she would make it home late at night.

"Don't refuse, be a smart man to return the favor." Said Marcel coldly.

"When I don't ask to be accompanied, it's worth the feeling I haven't felt well since." Mumbled Alya lirih.

"Don't grumble much, I hear you!" said Marcel, making Alya finally close his lips.

"Where are we, isn't this the way to my house? You don't have to bother driving me home." Reject Alya who knows very well if the road that is now on his way is the road to his home.

"You're too confident, I suddenly want to eat the pecel catfish that is near your home area" Marcel said.

Alya was silent for a moment, it was true that there was a tent stall selling catfish pecel near his home area, but is it true that Marcel is willing to travel that far just to pecel catfish in the city center alone are many in the meet, or is it just the reason alone because it wants to take him home?

Alya was relieved when it turned out that Marcel ordered the food to be wrapped, it meant that he did not have to accompany him to eat there, but it turned out that his assumption missed, he said, because they arrived at Alya's house because Marcel wanted to take Alya home, because the responsibility was almost there, Marcel instead came down and followed him to his doorstep.

""You're not going home?" Alya asked in confusion.

"I changed my mind, it looks like my stomach is very hungry, has a history of stomach ulcers, so you can't eat late." Said Marcel who immediately entered the house Alya even without Alya pardon first.

"Sit down here and eat with me, the doctor says you can't be late for a meal, and I haven't seen you eat anything since noon," marcel said that he offered a packet of rice and pecel catfish that he had deliberately ordered two servings.

Alya did not expect that behind his attitude and ketusnya Marcel was also still paying attention to him, even he knew that this afternoon he skipped his lunch because of a lot of work.

'Oh no,,, no,, no, no, please, Alya, self-confidence is good, but self-awareness is better, she already belongs to someone else, stop baper!' alya said to his own heart that began to flower and warm up because he did not expect to get such attention from Marcel.