
Somewhere else.
Emma was sitting behind her desk as usual. The focus is still on the computer screen that turns on. Nearby, a man was sitting in the style of a frog.
"Sister Emma, when can I stop posing like this? My legs are cramping." Eluh Ezra's.
"Until you understand your mistake." Emma replied without sharing her eyes with Ezra.
"I understand, and I promise I won't do it again."
"Say what's your fault?"
"Pursue the frog in the boardroom, and drop the projector until it breaks."
"Then?"
"Two boards of directors who were phobic of frogs fainted on the spot. And then one man's asthma was crumpled."
"The point is that you destroyed the meeting this time you know!!!" Shouted Emma in frustration, then massaged her forehead. He no longer knew how to take care of this big baby. Even Aldrich was more reliable than Ezra.
"When my intention was good, I wanted to take the frog away so as not to disturb the meeting. See right? The most important thing is his intention."
"SILENCE!!!"
Emma is frustrated. Actually Ezra's task is not problematic, the main problem is his childish brain and careless attitude.
"Your voice until it sounds from the outside knows."
A familiar male voice sounded from the direction of the door. As Emma turned her head, her eyes looked at Matt.
"You!!! Why are you always here huh?! Don't you have a job?" Emma sat down and leaned her tired back on the cushion of the chair. Now that another annoying person appears, how not more frustrating?
"Eh? Isn't that the kid who ate your chicken? Office boy, right?" Matt pointed to Ezra who was still in his previous position.
"Yes. Now he's my secretary."
"No, I'm an assistant." Ezra.
Matt scratched his head in confusion. "What difference?"
"Oh, he said differently." Emma is confused.
Ah already! Both of these people considered the Assistant and the Secretary to be the same. It's free to argue, it's 2 on 1.
"Why is he sitting like that? Wrong drug?" Ask Matt again.
"He messed up the meeting, and I'm punishing him."
"It's a punishment." Matt nodded while paying attention to Ezra's pose.
Minimal please cake. Ezra threw away his face in annoyance.
"Not to make any pleasantries. Why are you here? I'm busy, and Al's not here." Emma said quickly, because who knows Matt will go right away after hearing it.
"I want to ask you for your answer."
"What answer?" Emma continued her delayed work.
"As for asking me to go on vacation together, remember?"
Emma's finger immediately stopped in the air, she just remembered that Matt invited her for vacation through a short message yesterday.
"So you were serious?" Ask Emma.
"Of course seriously. Let's go three. Continuous work makes you almost crazy, right?" Matt quipped Emma who was yelling in frustration.
"But?"
"I have to ask Al first."
Matt smiled and walked over to Emma's desk. "That means you personally agree right? Vacation together?"
"So-agree, since Al rarely takes vacations, I feel sorry for him. But if Al doesn't want to, I don't either."
"He wants. Because his mind must be the same as mine, who's worried about you."
Emma blinked her eyes many times. He didn't hear wrong, did he? Matt worried? Are they that close to being attentive?
"Have you not been busy, too?" Ask Emma.
"Not really. I'm like a puppet, what I do and all the decisions I make, must be at the behest of my father and grandmother. I can't run my own company."
"Why is that?"
Matt just smiled while shrugging his shoulders. He can't tell Emma too much. Although he really wants to have someone who can listen to his complaints. At least to relieve a little of the inner pressure he felt. But this is not the right time.
"Hurry home and ask Aldrich." Matt pulls Emma's hand and forces her to move out of place.
"Sister, my legs are cramping."
"You can be quiet?! It's still working hours, can't go home. And you!!!" Emma pointed at poor Ezra. "Go rest for a while, then sit like that again."
"Finally... I can rest." Ezra walked back and forth towards the door to get out. His feet were still shaking because the uncomfortable position was hindering his blood circulation. If you become a secretary as miserable as this, it is better to be an office boy.
Matt looks at Ezra's departure, then turns to Emma, who returns to work. Suddenly he remembered the words of two of his friends who failed to get close to Emma. Is that true? He who only invites from a short message is immediately accepted.
"Don't keep staring at me. I'm getting goosebumps."
Matt was confused as to what to say after being caught staring at the woman. "I just heard the news that you refused a date from some business boy. Is that true?"
Emma looked confused, then nodded slowly. "Not just a business boy. There are still artists, athletes, doctors, teachers, even astronauts."
"Astronaut?!"
"Yes. He said, if I wanted to have dinner with him, he'd bring me a moonstone."
Matt smiled stiffly as he nodded. The class is different.
"Then you answered what?" I don't know why Matt asked like that. He was obviously very curious.
"I told you the moon rocks are too ordinary. If she wants to have dinner with me, she's got to bring me an alien baby."
I thought the answer would be strange. Matt patted her forehead while regretting her question.
"Then... Why are you going on vacation with me?" This time Matt looked at Emma seriously. This is what really makes him confused.
"Because it's the first time, someone's taking me away with my son." Emma smiled, and Matt swore it was the sweetest smile he had ever seen. "You also have no intention of taking Al's heart. In fact, I suspect that you're the one who tried to take my heart in order to take custody of Al. Haha but it doesn't matter, because Al likes to play with you so I agreed to the holidays. But don't expect to take it from me."
The deg!
The deg!
Matt senses that something strange is entering him. His heart suddenly beat rapidly, and his breathing was congested. It's never felt before.
"Why? Even daydream."
Matt ran straight to the door. "I'm sick, go see a doctor first. Good bye." Later screams.
"Feel that feeling is healthy."