Step On Me
Ngaku Sin

Nay, Sandi's secretary was not there when I got to the top, maybe again out buyin breakfast password or another magical order. Once Nay told me, the boss suddenly asked for a busy projector screen to watch live streaming on Shoope. Never again asked to take Cod-an daster sekodi. Why try Sandi buy clothes of the greatness of the Indonesian mothers?

Tok...

I hit the door pretty. Pake the basic tone of F minor, rhythmic acapella, like the seduction of coconut island created by Ismail Marzuki.

"Lake in!" mr. Sandi's heavy voice is encouraging.

I smiled, then stepped full of elegance. Do not forget I actually bangs once again, duh I feel very fresh like strawberries just out of the refrigerator.

But my smile did not last long, not the handsome face of Sandi who returned my smile, but the face of the new dekil Kava last night in make over. Well, I almost sprained. Fucking undercut! Why the hell should Kava be handsome with such a hairstyle.

"For Bu Okta." Kava smiled widely while Sandi was busy reading the pile of files on her desk. He didn't get to me for a second.

"What are you doing here?" I closed the door.

"I'd be nice to accompany Boss Sandi in her last moments." Very presumptuous it's mouth. But Sandi is not angry. He even smiled faintly at the joking of the dregs.

As soon as I stood in front of the Boss, Kava leaned over to me and whispered. "Why did you leave me first?"

"August, Sir. This is the report you asked for." I didn't care about Kava. Fyi, Password is more important. He was my main focus today.

"Put it there first!" Mr. Sandi is still reluctant to take his eyes off the files he is pursuing.

Look at me dong, Boss sir. I am this cute beauty. Your taste is great, deh. I am in my heart.

But Sandi just diem while I stand there, confused to say what.

"Buk, will lunch with me?" Kava is still the spirit of whispers to my ears.

I told him to use sign language.

"Okay, Karen." Mr. Sandi finally looked up at me, if my four-five spirit rose when we clashed.

"Kin." I'm really, surprised the boss doesn't memorize my name. "Yes, Sir?"

"You can go back to your room." Hah, that's doang. God fucking. Time glimpsed, didn't it? Do I lack charm in your eyes, dear Mr. Sandi.

"Wait for what else? Please get out of my room."

Screeching, I turned around.

"Oh yes Kinar," said Mr. Sandi make me sumringah again.

I went straight back to my body. "Kinan, sir."

"Don't cut my words."

"Yes, Sir. Sorry."

The man did not answer directly. He closed his pen which he had used a moment ago to scribble the paper, then stood up from his chair.

"On your appearance..."

My eyes sparkle, my heart is ready to be praised. I also finally got the dinotice. Come, Sir. Just tell me I'm beautiful. Tell me this is the ideal type, Father.

"You make my eyes hurt."

"I'd rather you look like you always do. You're the head of HRD here. Must look authoritative. Don't be so tacky." Sandi emphasized her sentence firmly. "It's rough you have to get old if you want to look."

Whats? After my struggle to change appearance all out, Sandi even angry me? Am I wrong with pink-pink gini? Obviously I'm like this because I want to nyenengin him uh his people do not even accept.

I wanted to protest, but I got arrested with Kava. "Sir Boss, I'll excuse you. I will be here again in the afternoon. I'm there a little ehm need to be the same Miss Okta."

"Yes. You can come out." Say the password before going back down to face the files

After the door closed and blocked Sandi from sight, I immediately glanced at Kava. That one hornet was again busy avoiding the sharp stare of my tail. He pretended to be busy counting lizard eggs.

"Here you!" I pull Kava's neck collar away from the door. I need a wider space to make the same calculation.

"Don't BDSM me, Mom. We're playing normal, normal" he grinned without sin.

"You said Sandi likes pink? Why would he even criticize my appearance!" I pull the tie down let it suck. "You boongin me, yeah!"

"Aw.. Ms. Okta. can't breathe..." Kava asked to be released.

I loose my checks.

"Can I sin, Mom?"

"What sins am I?" I answered with a jolt.

With a sinless grunt, Kava said. "In short, Mr. Sandi's ideal type has changed an hour ago. But God willing, my ideal type is still mom."

Two horns appeared on my head. So too is steam and smoke. I exploded immediately. "LIVEYAAAA!!!"

I'm jambak, I hit, I push Kava's body until it crunches on the sofa. I really did it this time. Maybe that guy got me to this point, and worse, I could have believed that. Anyway I don't want to know. I want to make this same calculation guy. I'm pawin. I pulled his shirt until we were both in a mess. I'm losing control. This is me being genuine, vicious, wild, and dangerous.

Srek.

Suddenly the door of the big boss room opened, revealing a stunned Sandi looking at the condition of the two of us

Kava's lying on the couch, I'm on it. Kava shirt buttons loose three. His chest was perfectly exposed. Our hair is both messy. My tanktop strap looks out. ************ Kava fits perfectly under my skirt.

"Ck ck." Sandi clucked so speechless.

Realizing what was going on, I immediately stood up to tidy up. In my heart misuh-misuh, dream what I could-can be so early this morning already apes twice. Shit, shit, shit, my self-esteem is auto-falling in front of Mr. Boss.

Kava stood up. He actually keeps his pants up in his zipper. Huh huh? When did Kava's pants zipper go down? I swear, it's not me!

The shucks can't condition the situation. The second round of the bulletin I beat until his life evaporated.

"An explanation?"

"We don't do what you think. Don't misunderstand me, sir. Can I check on cctv." I wailed while stammering.

"I've said I don't tolerate any scandals in the office. If you want to make a mess, please somewhere else, but not in my office area!" Hardik Password before leaving.

Sandi's back had not completely disappeared when Kava leaned her body onto me. He whispered, "You're further ruffled into another room what is my heart, Mom? I'm ready lillahitaala!"

Aaaargh! I shouted, bodo very. Why must something heartbreaking happen when I am struggling to get the heart of Mr. Boss. Instead of making doi fascinated can even be embarrassed 7 derivatives 8 climbs.