Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
Time to say goodbye

It's been a week since Violin met Rob. And there's no news yet to this day.

Dion also did not try to contact Vio at all.

So to throw away his bad thoughts, he turned his mind away with hard work like a horse.

Until the men in his office every day pray that Violin got the flu and fever so as not to go in and nag this is unnecessary.

"Why do you have the flu and the fever, Lik?" Ask Ridwan at the time.

Malik replied, "a mild illness, a fear of my qualities." Malik's Whispe.

"Where are you, not really updated!" Angeline nimbrung's. " Now flu and fever are even more feared. You see for yourself right, Barbara brand threatened to go out of business last year because of the flu-fever disease that is viral?"

"Eh, you really are." Answer Ridwan.

"Ehem... " Nadia was standing behind them. " Not necessarily the same person who loves you to eat. It hurts really hard to be confused." Then he passed away.

"No, the defender of the truth is coming." Sita elbowed Angeline's arm.

"Iiisshh, you're Lik."

"Well, how am I?!" Malik scowling.

Violin knew her employees were gossiping about her. He also knows if it is wrong. So to give rewards to employees who have been willing to be the material of his outlet, this afternoon after office hours he gave a free meal voucher at All You Can Eat restaurant.

Though only a free meal voucher doang, and in an instant gossip turned into praise.

See.. how money has changed its form from devil to angel.

But for Violin it was not a bribe, but rather a statement of apology that he could not say directly clearly.

While his employees enjoy AYCE dishes in peace, Violin chooses to go home to enjoy her solitude. He wants to go through the weekend in peace.

Violin stretched her muscles for a moment. What an exhausting day. Slowly he opened his hels. Massaging her legs for a while and straightening them on the sofa.

"Aaaahh... So easy." He smiled while closing his eyes.

"Alexa, music!" Violin Exclamation.

A moment later the living room lights dimmed and then played the song Time to say goodbye by Andrea Bocelli and Sarah Brightman melodiously echoed throughout the room.

Time to say goodbye

Time to say goodbye

Paesi che non ho

in a country I've never seen

veduto e vissuto con te

And I'm living with you

adesso si li vivro’

Now I'm gonna feel it

Con te partiro’

I'll go with you

su navi per mari

By sea ship

che io lo so

Which I know

no no non esistono

they no longer exist

It’s time to say goodbye

It's time to say goodbye

"Geez Alexa... This is not the song too!" Violin hissed slowly while closed. She protests but also enjoys the shrill voice of Sarah Brightman.

Alexa always knows how she is feeling.

( Alexa is a personal digital assistant that utilizes voice as a command in helping to access connected digital devices in a smart home )

Then his phone rings.

Rob calling's...

With her eyes closed Violin replied, "misconnect, don't call a WC sucker!"

Rob chuckles. "Don't ramble dong, open the door, please. I'm in front of this."

"Well, where's up ahead? Front lobby? School front? Front TPU?"

"Hush..." Rob wettest. "Thank you what I brought?" Rob's voice sounded cheerful.

Violin scowled, "just go back there, don't order food either."

"Oh yeah? Then I'm back with the cup noodles?"

"Woyy, that's my order, huh? All of you, I just opened it!"

"Dih, fierce! Yes, the game is open!"

"Alexa, open the door!"

Tit...

Then

Tit..

The door sounds open. And then closed again. Rob nyelonong in.

"And I brought goat fried rice. So redundant, you don't eat either. Did I give you the courier just now not far away?"

Rob put two plastic bags on the table.

Violin scooped up all the parcels, "no need, want me to eat them all." Then we headed towards the pantry. Rob followed behind him.

"Seriously you eat? You're not on a diet?"

"Diet is not useful, the ends are left too!"

Rob smiled in relief, "It's good that you're conscious."

"Aware of diet or conscious because it will be left behind?" answer the sadistic violin. Rob grin.

Violin changed the container of fried rice and her scooped noodles to a porcelain plate and thrust a serving of goat-fried rice in front of Rob.

They eat while still enjoying the song Alexa who has changed into the clear voice of Mahen.

Don't come again love

How could I forget

Though you know how it is

You're not for me

Don't miss the love anymore

I don't want anyone to get hurt

Happy for him I'm fine

Let me pretend to forget

"Alexa, matiin the music!" The sudden cry of Violin sprained.

Rob looked over, "Why is it turned off? Good song though. For the diner escort nasgorkam, okay too."

"Not good at heart." Violin snorted bitterly while feeding a large spoonful of nasgorkam.

Alexa turns off the music and changes the living room lights to be brighter.

"Hmm. Yeah, finish your food." Rob looked at Violin. This kind of thing she missed. Seeing Violin pouting and getting angry. Oh my goodness, that's adorable.

The ringing of the sound of a cell phone from the living room broke the silence. Violin wiped her mouth with a tishu and then took her phone. He frowned to see Pamela's name on the phone screen.

"Hello, Pam?"

"Sofia was in the hospital. You're here hunted! Mr. lo's hospital!" Pamela's voice sounded panicked with a slightly noisy backsound.

"Huh?" Violin replied in shock.

Tutt...

Violin wasn't hooked, until Rob patted her on the shoulder.

"Who?" Ask.

"Eh, my goodness, Sofiaaa..." Violin panic.

"Rob, splinter! Marina Medica!"

Violin quickly grabbed her bag and shoes. Then drag Rob out and run off in doom.

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Marina Medica

No matter how magnificent this hospital was built, what Violin hated the most in this world was this place. Typical smell of carbol and ethanol being one.

The second time he ran off like this. A year ago.

The incident was similar at this time, the difference was when he ran down this corridor with Dion. But now changed Rob who clasped his hand tightly.

Vio hoped that this would not happen again.

Pamela called him too. She finds Sofia battered by her husband in her own home.

"Pam!" Violin gripped Pamela's arm sitting limply on the IGD waiting room chair with a trembling hand.

Pam's eyes are swollen, fortunately the mask is waterproof so it does not spill anywhere. Rob holds Violin's shoulder trying to calm down.

"Where's Sofia?"

Pamela looked at the nanar then shook her head slowly. Then cover his face with his hands. Pamela crying.

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