That Handsome Man is My Husband
that handsome guy belongs to me
"Ehem"Brama opened her voice while looking at me who was filled with nervous feelings.
"I.ya.pak"With my feet quickly approaching the table brama there without clear if chelsea smile cynically look at me.
"Is there something wrong with me.?"Brama asked casually but her speech was full of emphasis.
I was silent for a moment, I honestly still knew why Brama said that.
"Hm, sorry before sir..What do you mean sir.?"I dare to ask myself even though I know what answer brama will give me.
"You still ask why.?...Do you not feel guilty at all"Brama looked at me as if I had made a very fatal mistake.
His red eyes glared a little at me but honestly he still looks authoritative, compared to the reverse with chelsea.The feeling is inappropriate if chelsea coupled with brama.My mind is getting messy at this time, my mind is getting messy,I wasn't even focused on Brama even though I knew that he was very angry with me.
"Feel guilty for what, sir.?"Now I feel like a prisoner being interrogated, so Brama is always angry when he meets me.
"Why do you ask hdr to deliver the office file that is clearly your responsibility"Eye gaze that dingi make my hair goosebumps.Mixed feelings make me more uncomfortable.
"That sir, so you haven't come to fear him if the file is gone" My answer is to try to trickle my breath.
"Is there a thief in this office.?"Brama looked back at me for a moment.
"Sorry sir"Only that word can come out of my mouth.
Chelsea just fell silent next to Brama with eyes staring at me meaningfully, whatever the woman was thinking.
"Okay sir, thank you..Excuse me first"I'll be out of Brama's room immediately.
For a moment I breathed a sigh of relief, quickly my steps had reached my study.
"Huf" I'm a little calm now.
Not wanting to waste any more time, I immediately completed my task.
Almost every day there is always work that must be completed right, whether it's big or small things all of it must be finished right.
I glanced at my flattened object turned out the clock had pointed at 12:30 pm.It was lunch time.
When I arrived at a cafe not far from the office, I sat alone.
My mind fluttered as if the problem would never disappear from me. Not only in the office even at home I often feel a beard when to be asked when I will get married.
This cafe-style fried chicken rice makes me even hungrier.For a moment I forgot the problem of the taste of worms in my stomach has been demo to be given good nutrition.
My head feels really heavy, but I'm trying to make it look okay, I don't want it to bother anyone else.
His sense of time goes very slowly, the more I glanced at the clock the slower he walked.Entah it is willing to be strong tal may be weak.I am not a woman who gives up easily thought I.