STUCK WITH MY - EX
Clamoring

Cantika still helps Ares in moving his wheelchair. Now only the two of them live there, the driver was ordered by Ares not to follow them.

“Then, what should I do here, Mister?”

“Of course you have to replace the job of my personal assistant, Cantika. Like helping me do small things.”

“And now, what do you want to do?” Cantika asked considering that they had stopped long enough in the middle room of the apartment, just staying there with Cantika's position behind Ares; behind the wheelchair. “You hungry? Want to rest or want to lie down.”

“I want to lie down while checking my tab.”

“Where is your room?”

“There,” said Ares while holding his smile as Cantika led him there. Her nose was flattened when Cantika really went in there with her.

And the thing that makes Beautiful shocked is the design of Ares' room. He thought Ares's room would be filled with a dominating black color, but in fact Ares's room was themed in space in an adult model. It really looks good.

“Help me to lie on the bed.”

Cantika frowned. Hell, Ares is so tall and so big, how can he help her? “Your legs are fine ‘kan, Mister?”

“But I'm dizzy if I stand, so help me stand.”

Cantika was forced to bow her body and let Ares embrace her shoulder. While Cantika looks forced, Ares himself cheered in his heart, “Uhuuyyyy! Hug Cantikaa!” that's how his mind is.

It is heavy even for a while, and also exhausting. Cantika helped Ares to lie there. “Where is your tab?”

“That, on that side nightstand. in the drawer section.”

Cantika turned to the other side of the bed, she opened the drawer to pick up the tab. But there is one object that makes him silent for a moment, there is a photo of him along with Ares with the same figura as before. It was the photo that Cantika gave to Ares.

“Is there?”

Cantika nodded and immediately gave it to Ares. “Is there anything else I should do?”

“Yes, please cook walnut porridge. I want it.”

“Good, Mr.”

And when Cantika turned towards the door.

Czechoslovakia! He heard the sound of someone shooting him, making him turn around with a frown, he said,

“I'm sellingfie,” said Ares. “For reports on Mommy.”

Cantika nodded stiffly, then stepped back.

Czechoslovakia! Czechoslovakia! Czechoslovakia! This time Cantika ignored him, maybe only his feelings if he became the object of the photo.

As soon as Cantika came out, Ares cheered happily with a stifled voice. “Will show Daddy that I can take girls to the room. Hihi, where is Cantika again.”

Like a teenager in love.

***

“Why? Don't want to tidy up my hair?” Ask Ares.

“But you will sleep, Sir, later your hair back tangled.”

“It's okay, please help tidy up. My hand is hard to do because it is holding tab.”

With Ares leaning on the head of the bed, Cantika could only take a deep breath. He had already been feeding, had cut off his master's nails. And now, Cantika is tidying up Ares' blond hair.

And from this close distance, Cantika can smell the perfume that Ares uses, as well as Ares. They both wear the same perfume after a long time.

Ares took a deep breath, he lowered his head and focused again on the tab in his hand. Unintentionally, Cantika sees that Ares is using her photo as wallpaper. And that makes Cantika himself uncomfortable.

He not only found a photo of himself once, but many times. In the kitchen, there is also a figura in which there is a photo of him. And that made Cantika sad, was Ares playing a trick on her? Cantika stopped her movement combing Ares. “It's neat, Mr.”

Be aware of Cantika who is sad and about to leave. Ares held his hand. “You why?”

“Not what.”

“Your nose always blushes if you are holding back tears. Why do you want to cry? Tell me.”

Cantika brushed aside Ares' hand. “I'm okay.”

“Caca...”.

And at the height of Cantika's emotions there, she stared intently at Ares. “Please stop this, please stop what you are doing. Don't involve the past in our work, if you really need me as your employee, then do it. Never repeat that time, it is the past. And why are my photos still so much here? Why does wallpaper use my photo? Stop, please don't interfere with my life with such things.Our relationship is nothing more than boss and subordinate. After that, we are not involved any more.”

Ares stared dejectedly as Cantika's eyes glazed over. “But I love you.”

“Stop also saying such nonsense stuff.that's enough, I don't need that word anymore. Everyone can say it, even kindergarten. Stop, I beg you not to do that again.”

Ares was silent, he saw Cantika's tears dripping down and was about to wipe her down. But for the umpteenth time, Cantika again brushed him off. “There is no such thing as this either, stop. Let us be professionals, as superiors and subordinates. Please don't let me see my photo again here.”

“That's all that's left of you for me. I can't throw it away.”

“Then tell me why you left that time, severing me so firmly with hurtful words. You think I want to remember?”

Ares remained silent.

“You want to explain?”

“Only one explanation, I did it because I love you.”

Again Cantika was irritated, she took her breath in deep and chuckled. “Grandmother right.”

“What's it?”

“You're a moron.”

***