Secretary Vs Mr. Arrogants
Chapter 235 ~ Romantic kissing tricks
On the other hand Kira threw her phone in any direction, her heart was very unsettled and increasingly hated her rival. He knew whose voice was disturbing, a sense of anger rippling through the body. "Argh," he screeched as he ruffled his own hair like a man who lost his mind.
"I hate that woman.I hate that damn woman! Why did he have to be there with Farhan. How now? None of my plans went perfectly because of that woman. What am I supposed to do?" his raving was very anxious. "He's pretty clever about turning things around."
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Ayu feels uncomfortable, and walks in search of a bed for the night, deciding to sleep on the living room sofa. He quickly laid down his extremely weary self, a time of rest was precious to him. "Well, this is true." A soft sofa makes it comfortable, looking for a suitable position to sleep.
Thinking about the problem that occurred made him sleepy and decided to close his eyes and not know anything at the time of his sleep so soundly, not even realize if someone was watching him from earlier.
"She's a sloppy woman, how can any male servant see her sleeping like that?" muttered Farhan who was watching from a distance, commenting on every sleeping position his secretary had done. Immediately walked up to Ayu who was asleep, it was very nice to see the woman asleep, there lies the real beauty.
Farhan stood with eyes still watching the slumbering Ayu, pulling the two corners of his lips up and sometimes chuckling. "He slept like he was going to war, it was a mess!" his comment was to put both hands into the pocket of the side pants, still monitoring like an interesting spectacle.
Farhan was quite tired of watching the woman sleeping on the sofa, and positioned herself crouching down, seeing clearly how soundly her secretary was asleep. The hair that was blocking the face, he wanted to get rid of that hair. Do it slowly, so as not to wake Ayu. "It's better" he said quietly and framed his face with both hands, a calm heart with a view presented before him. "In fact, in deep sleep she also looks beautiful." The compliment smiled, no word tired of looking at his former fiancee.
"I'd better take her to the room" the monologue Farhan raised her petite body before her cautiously, fearing that Ayu would wake up from sleep. Carrying bridal style to his room, insomnia suffered made him unable to fall asleep with the right time.
Arriving at the room, she closes the door and puts Ayu on a jumbo-sized bed, and covers the woman's body using a blanket. Lips that are red and look sexy, tempting his weak faith when dealing with the woman.
Farhan took the opportunity, taking the kiss secretly. He couldn't bear to kiss her, then smiled with his success.
Farhan had just climbed on top of the bed, but a hand and a foot coiled around his body. Looking to the side looking at the shady face of his secretary, instantly his heart beat very fast. "Jeez. This makes me gnarled, but quite pleasant," her inner smile thinly. How not? The sleeping woman hugged her body, thinking of her as a teddy bear. It made her smile triumphantly, hugging back and wanting to close her eyes.
"Good night" said Farhan softly, peeping at the woman who was holding him. Ayu's existence is like a potent drug against insomnia suffered, only by the smell of the body and also the presence of his former fiancee.
Before long, Farhan closed his eyes and was in the dream world quickly. The two fell asleep in a state of hugging each other, peace to feel very comfortable. Ayu clings more and more to the man without him noticing, the touch of skin from both of them gives rise to a sense of warmth.
While the air was still too cold to be felt, the reflection of light coming from the eastern horizon was still not too dazzling. The sunlight enters through the window glass, penetrating the pores of the skin. A disturbed person immediately opened his eyes slowly, smilingly welcoming the very bright morning.
He wanted to squirm, but he couldn't. Found a hand hugging her from behind, a little shock and almost yelling. Ayu looked back, finding that innocent-looking face was still asleep while hugging her. He quickly looked through the view throughout the room that was familiar, still remembering if he slept in the living room. "I'm in Farhan's room? Did he move me? Who else if not him, may this man not take a chance when he's fast asleep."
"Morning."
Ayu immediately turned her gaze in any direction, caught off guard having looked at the handsome face. "Morning," he replied pretending to yawn.
Farhan chuckled, knowing that the woman was looking at him. "Are you satisfied looking at my handsome face?" the god who made Ayu's face reddened with embarrassment.
"Did you bring me here?" tanya Ayu shifted the topic.
"No, you walked alone and went into my room."
"It's ridiculous, of course I moved you here. I'm not sure if there's still a waitress passing by, and your sleeping position is also very dangerous for men."
"Have it?" Ayu frowned and Farhan replied with a nod of his head.
"It's important you don't become public!"
"Hey, what do you mean?"
"Are you hungry?" tawar Farhan who did not want to explain the previous words.
"Explain first!"
"Which one?"
"Your words!"
"Are you hungry?" bargain Farhan who does not want to repeat it again.
"Yes, I'm hungry." Ayu resigned, but the condition of the stomach rumbling does not want to be ignored.
"All right, let's get down." Farhan pulled Ayu to clean her face and brush her teeth first, and then they walked towards the kitchen.
Farhan put an apron on his body, immediately took some bread and also vegetables that would be washed clean, very excited in the morning to cook. Another case with Ayu, he is more interested in looking at the screen of the phone without helping, replying to Twitter from his best friend.
Farhan just shook his head, knowing Ayu who is cool with her own world of maya. Until an idea arises in his brain, want to prank the woman just once. "I think he'll help me and we'll be romantic, hah it's just my delusion" he murmured inwardly.
Farhan, who was cutting vegetables, accelerated the rhythm of using a knife. "Oh," his ringist who pretended his hand was scratched by a knife, deliberately raised his voice to sound.
"What's wrong?" Ayu panicked and put her phone on the dining table.
"My hands are scratched, and there's a lot of blood." Farhan replied with a reassuring look.
Not waiting for more time, Ayu immediately approached Farhan and wanted to check the injured hand. "Show me the wound, I'll treat it."
"No, just a small wound," Farhan refused, not wanting to show it.
Ayu insisted to help, the very close distance made Farhan smile thinly and take the opportunity, kissing the woman very gently.