Secretary Vs Mr. Arrogants
Chapter 9 ~ Small debate
Ayu is very upset by Farhan's sudden arrival blocking her way. "Go away," to Ayu who was ignored by Farhan. Staring at the man's eyes sharply as he turned to his waist, intending to break through but quickly his hands were smothered by the handsome man wearing the gray suit.
Farhan twisted his body, Ayu was so upset with the boss that he giggled. "Take my hand off."
"No, I want you to come home with me" he said arrogantly and firmly.
"No, I can go home by myself. Quickly let go of my hand," repelled Ayu who was trying to release the hand grip of the handsome man.
"Don't argue, it's an order."
"What government? It's not work hours."
"Who's the boss here?"
"You're the boss, but still. Don't interfere in my business." Answer the sullen Ayu.
"How dare you say that in front of me?" Farhan's growled gnash hardened his jaw while looking at the beautiful woman sharply.
"Ah, stop! I don't want to argue with you. Just go home alone 'cause I'm not a kid who's gonna get lost."
"Don't misunderstand me, it's for grandpa's sake."
"I don't care." Cetus Ayy.
"Of course this also affects me, I have agreed to the terms of grandfather with a three-month trial to get to know each other." Said Farhan lightly. Ayu scratched the base of her non-itchy nose while glancing down and looking back at Farhan. "Why did you suddenly agree to it?"
"That's because I can be free from this matchmaking."
"Yes, it's up to you and I still don't want to know anything, so let go of this grip of your hand. Do you want to torture me?" Ayu.
"We are one way, don't waste energy on this issue" Farhan said.
"Don't force me."
"I've agreed to Grandfather's terms and it's my responsibility to guarantee your safety." Farhan.
Ayu sighed violently. "Well, are you satisfied now?" Cetususya.
"Very satisfied." Answer Farhan.
They left from that place making someone clench their hands perfectly, a feeling of resentment, anger, sadness, envy fused into one.
"That girl always pisses me off, I'll make the calculations with her. Look how I'm going to avenge that village girl!" muttered Vanya who was smiling smirk, he pulled out his expensive mobile phone and opened contact to contact Maudi, the chief secretary.
"Hello."
"Did you still remember me?"
"Of course, everyone knows you miss."
"Good, don't be so formal with me. You can call my name."
"It's a matter of pride for me, but I can't call your name, what about Miss Vanya?"
"Hem, it's up to you."
"Really, I was so flattered when Miss Vanya called me."
"Ahh, there's no need to say that. What about your job?"
"Very good, miss."
"Do you know Ayu Kirana? the girl you're going to marry Mr Farhan?"
"I know him, how can I help him?"
"I'll try, lady, but grant me my request too."
"Request? just tell me what you want."
"I'd really like to be friends with you, miss. Really am! I'm a big fan of yours."
"Well, I'll give it to you because it's not hard. From now on you are my friend."
"really? oh my god, it's like I was dreaming."
"But instead, help me make it harder for the village girl to work in the office. Hows it? **A**pa do you agree?"
"I won't turn you down, miss, I agree."
"All right, I'm closing the phone."
"Well miss."
Vanya disconnects her phone and puts it in her expensive bag, a very happy feeling to avenge her. He smiled a faint smile and left the place. "You will regret facing me AYU, even your name is also very kampungan. The game will start," he murmured.
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After some debate, Ayu finally agrees to Farhan's words to come home with the handsome and charming man, they get into the car. Farhan drove his car at moderate speed, down a crowded street of vehicles. They were just silent without anyone opening the conversation, Ayu stared out the window and enjoyed the gentle breeze that hit her face, the coolness and comfort she felt.
While Farhan drives the car with focus while remembering Ayu's stunning piano playing, he glances at Ayu out of curiosity as to how the woman next to him is so good at playing the piano.
"Ehem." Deheman from Farhan who was ignored by Ayu.
"Ehem." Farhan was a little upset because this was the second time he was ignored by Ayu.
"Ehem."
"Ck, why do you always beat like that? Is your throat hurting?" Ayu's grudge was staring at Farhan lazily.
"Not really, I just want to talk to you."
"At least speak well, not just mute."
"Forget that, there's something I want to ask you." Said Farhan who returned his flat expression.
"Say!"
"I really like the way you play a very beautiful piano, I didn't expect that a girl like you could play it with such high fantasy" Farhan said with great enthusiasm.
"Are you praising me or demeaning me?"
"Don't misunderstand me, I admire you who are good at playing the piano."
"Why indeed? Is a girl like me not allowed to play the piano? Even though I'm from the village don't rule out the possibility of continuing to learn." Cetus Ayu looked at Farhan with annoyance.
"I don't mean to say that, I'm just saying, if I like your beautiful pianom game." Farhan.
"What's wrong with her? I'm just praising the way he plays the piano, but what is this? He seemed to be hostile to me, "inward Farhan who was upset because he had never been treated as he is now. He continued to focus on driving his car carefully, the presumptuous feeling of an answer from Ayu made him speechless without intending to chat.
"Thank God, that bully is silent now. Is the identity of the person who came from the village wrong? Why are all the people I meet here always looking down on me, even their drivers are looking down on me. Ck, I'd love to teach them a lesson that they will remember," Ayu's inner self who was also very upset.
The decision given by his grandfather made him tormented. "Why did Grandpa do this to me? I feel so claustrophobic being here." His faint mutter was heard by Farhan.
"Did you say something?" Farhan asked who glanced at Ayu with a glance.
"What's? I didn't say anything, you just misheard, I suggest you go to the doctor for an ear exam" Ayu said.
Farhan only cleared his throat without any intention of starting another debate with the girl, there was no chatter between them who were both silent and busy with their respective thoughts.