Starlike
Chapter 7

" Morning."

" Morning too." Sapaku, and sat sweetly in front of Fathur who was making something in my kitchen.

" What cooking?"

" What's in the fridge."

And show the mature omelet eggs from the frying pan. Do not forget also wheat bread has been baked perfectly in serve at the table bar.

Every time he stays at my apartment, Fathur wakes up and prepares breakfast for me. As for me, it is rare to make food if not for want and not lazy.

And I prepared a stock of bread and jam, because Fathur preferred to eat breakfast without carbohydrates.

Yeah, last night he was staying in my apartment enjoying a movie together until I forgot my job and I fell asleep next to him and Fathur moved me to my room without waking me up of course.

Fathur was always there in my apartment, which kept me from being busy working while he was with me. And should enjoy the night quietly without any work interruption.

Fathur stayed in my apartment more often, you could say in one week three to four times he stayed and rarely went home to his parents or to his own apartment.

And there are so many clothes Fathur in my apartment in the second room closet that he considers his own room.

Fathur and I still have restrictions, even though he stays in my apartment a lot. And we never slept together, even though we were one room.

" Thank you." I got Fathur's sanwist.

" Tomorrow I'll be out of town, doing whatever it takes." He asked, enjoying breakfast with me.

" old?"

" The branch in the factory is experiencing difficulties. Maybe so, long ago. Could be up to a week more."

" Alone again!" A little voice-explaining and a little sulking in his stay who was about to go out of town.

Fathur smiled and shook his head to see me sulking.

" It's amazing, if it's in the wine, if it's not in the kangenin. What the hell do you want!"

" Who is missing too."

" Related!"

" No." Shaking his head and sneering at him.

Yes indeed I always make him wait and make him have to be patient when I am doing my work that should not be disturbed by anyone.

I'm a workaholic and my ambition is so fast to get a good result. Because I still want to pursue future records before I head to a more serious level with him.

Yeah, him.

Which I always will. I don't know when to always wait.

" Sure?" Goda.

I saw him, and I sneered once more. " Don't be long, hurry home." I said, Which makes Fathur smile wide.

I can't deny, I'll feel lonely if Fathur works out of town. For seven years I was friends with him, only he and he were always there to keep me company until I didn't feel alone anymore.

When I used to close myself often and always be ostracized. Only Fathur accepted me as I was, willing to help and help my troubles in the city. Fathur also took care of me from those who bullied me.

" Can! What time is the flight."

" Eight o'clock."

I looked back, looking at the wall clock that showed the numbers at seven over twenty minutes, I glared my eyes and Fathur laughed again.

" Come?" Take her, finish breakfast and stand up from her seat.

" Fathur!!!" My yelling. And made Fathur laugh even more.

How many times has Fathur made me a shameless woman when driving her to the airport with a disheveled appearance that has not yet taken a shower.

And it was Fathur who knew my evilness every morning.

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" Morning is Dita." Greeting friendly lady office appearance.

" Morning is also Ita." I turned back, a thick face withstanding the shame of driving Fathur to the airport with a disheveled appearance.

Just wearing training and loose clothes plus a pair of braids, but still lucky I washed my face and toothbrush before coming out of the room to meet Fathur and he took her to the airport.

It was embarrassing with my appearance this time.

Not this time, but many times. And Ma'am Ita has understood with this face of my shame. Ita's brother is a secretary of Fathur, who has been with him for almost two years working but did not accompany Fathur to go out of town.

Fathur prefers to work out of town on his own without being accompanied by his secretary. Not because it is not PD, but to keep a good name and slander out there.

Because Fathur knew, his secretary already had a husband and also had children. And it's not nice for a boss to travel with his secretary alone, even if it's about work.

" This is a ticket for you sir." Said mbak Ita handed over the ticket to Fathur.

" Thank you mbak." Fathur answered and received a ticket from Mbak Ita.

" I'm leaving first yes, take care of your health and don't eat late." Fathur told me.

" yes.. Onion."

Fathur ruffled my hair and hugged me before he entered the waiting room. There was no sense of awkwardness when he hugged me in front of his secretary.

" Why not just marry Dit, the same Mr. Fathur." Said Ms Ita, after Fathur went into the waiting room.

Me and Ma'am Ita agreed that if there was a Fathur he would call me mbak, and if there was no Fathur we would talk casually and would call me no frills 'Mbak or Miss'. I don't know the reason why, but it seems that Ita is very reluctant to call me a name in front of Fathur.

" I told you, Mbak, me and Fathur are just friends no more."

" Yes but you are the same Mr. Fathur very compatible to know! What else does Mr. Fathur look so fond of you."

" Dear as friends, nothing more." My answer.

And indeed Fathur loves me as a friend no more than that, and I have no problem.

" Remember, there are no friends or companions between the two opposite sexes. And I know, either you or Mr. Fathur who's harboring a sense." Ma'am Ita said, which made me only able to smile shaking my head.

No, there is no love between me and Fathur, because he and I have agreed there is no love in friendship.

Because I, love him and I can't turn away from him.