Pink pants
Fake man

Alya was seen sumringah when this morning he saw Marcel's car parked in the parking lot in front of the lobby, which is only in particular for the board of directors and the Salim group's board, cany Alya concluded if Marcel today has started to enter work, his step towards the top floor where the workspace himself and Marcel are located.

Alya seemed to forget that yesterday he was upset to know that Marcel's departure was to meet Sita, but that shouldn't be a problem for him, between them there is no relationship other than as a co-worker.

Alya's heart was almost dislodged when he accidentally saw Marcel standing in front of the elevator door that he was going to ride, Alya turned his head, Alya, look if there are other people who want to get into the same elevator that seems only going to be ridden by himself and Marcel alone, that is, because it would be very awkward if they were in a narrow room and there was no one else other than the two of them.

"Pa-morning sir," said Alya, a little nervous.

It would be more awkward if they are in one room but do not talk to each other and greet each other, for that Alya relented to start a greeting to Marcel, the problem Marcel would reply his greeting or not, for that Alya relented to start greeting Marcel, it was a recent affair, Alya thought.

But unexpectedly, it turns out Marcel returned his greeting warmly, even he also had time to throw his sweetest smile for Alya.

"By the morning, Al!" reply Marcel, while giving way for Alya to enter the elevator first when the elevator door opens.

Although a bit awkward, Alya walked first into the box object, then followed by Marcel behind him.

Right now they were standing side by side, there were really only the two of them, there was no one else in that cramped place.

"How's your house not leaking anymore?" It was Marcel's turn to open the conversation.

"Ah, already. Rudy had told his men to justify the roof of the house and now it's done, really." Alya tried to answer honestly the question Marcel had posed to her.

"Hmm, thank you!" marcel said briefly.

"What about Sita and Daniel, are they okay?" Ask Alya back.

"Nghhh, well, they're fine." Answer Marcel.

That's all they're talking about as if it's just some really stale pleasantries, a few minutes to the 10th floor of the lobby felt like days in that narrow box to the point that it seemed like they had run out of topics to chat between them until they finally just each other fell silent until the elevator doors opened on the floor they were on.

The tring!

The door opened on the tenth floor, Alya exited from there first, after she had said goodbye to Marcel earlier.

"Darma, did the task I gave you two days ago really get it right? You didn't have the wrong address?" Marcel asked who immediately called his personal assistant to enter his room when he had just settled himself in his oversized chair.

"Of course, not yesterday afternoon I have also reported to you if the task given you has been completed well." Bright Darma.

It looks like a simple house image from still messy because the roof is damaged, then the photo of the workmanship process, until the roof photo is neat as never before damage has occurred.

Marcel kept paying attention to the photos over and over again, he couldn't accuse Darma of not doing his job because they were authentic proof that he was being honest.

"Actually, whose house are you asking to fix this?" Ask Darma, it seems he is quite foreign to the tiny minimalist house building.

"Alya, it's Alya's house." Replied Marcel who now then squealed his forehead which suddenly felt dizzy for no reason.

"Alya's Mother's House?" Beo Darma was a little surprised, but Marcel convinced himself with a nod of his head.

"If you don't believe me, I'll call Mbak Alya, and you can ask him directly, whether his house has been renovated or not." Darma said again, as if wanting to convince Marcel more if what he said was true.

"I asked you already." Marcel replied still holding his forehead.

"Don't Mbak Alya say that his house has not been restored?" Darma looks a bit upset, because he feels that Alya dares to lie.

"No! Alya says that the house has been fixed, but the problem is not that, which is the problem, Alya says if the one who renovates the house is Rudy, that's the problem!" Bright Marcel.

"Rudy? How could it be Rudy? Obviously my men are doing the house repairs." Pissed Darma.

"I know, you wouldn't be lying, there's even more evidence of the photos, it's just that I'm suspicious of Rudy, why the guy always confesses to me what I did to Alya, the problem is this isn't the first time he's done that." Marcel.

Darma is seen gawking at Marcel's words, "Not the first time?" Be surprised.

"Hemhh, earlier he also confessed - I had cooked soup and porridge that I made for Alya when Alya was sick." Marcel.

"Oh no way, are you cooking soup and porridge for Alya? Even the water mask you asked me to hold?" Darma's eyes look very distrustful with Marcel's confession about cooking, because as long as he became assistant Marcel, his boss never even cooked instant noodles even for himself, he said, he will definitely choose an anatar messaging service or ask his assistant for help to make it for him.

"No need to talk about it, of course I can, but my one skill is only specifically for special people" Kelit Marcel.

"Ish, even yourself is not special in your eyes because you never want to cook for yourself." Darma Eject.

"Whispering, help me find out more about Rudy, that guy is too suspicious, I wouldn't be willing if Alya had to live with a fake guy like him!" He said seriously.