THE CHOICE IN MY LIFE
SECTION 29
“Finally finished also our work.” Gilang breathed a sigh of relief and straightened all of his stiff limbs due to sitting too long.
“Finally, Sir. Fortunately, nine o'clock is done.” Tia glanced at the clock on her phone. “Dera says go home first yes, sir. Dera wants to find a taxi first.”
“Thank you, Dera, for the help. Be careful when passing through this hallway, some lights are already turned off. Watch steps. Many files are still scattered.”
“Good, Sir.” Dera left Gilang and stepped up in his high right.
Just a few steps Dera said goodbye, there was a sound of impact like something had fallen. There was a woman's voice in pain.
Shocked and looking down the hallway, “Dera! You okay?” Gilang ran up to Dera who had fallen on the floor. “Can stand?” Gilang tried to help Dera stand up.
“Auhhh . . . Dera's leg hurts, Sir. His sprain.”
“What is so sick?” tanya Gilang was worried. Dera nodded her head with a grimacing expression as it endured the pain.
“Wait here, I call the security guard downstairs.” Gilang just wanted to move but was prevented by Dera.
“Do not, Sir. Don't leave Dera here alone. Dera is scared, Mr.” Dera had not yet released his hand which held tightly to Gilang's hand.
“Emmm . . then, would you like kubopong to come down?”
“If you don't mind.”
“Wait a minute, I grab the items in my room.” Gilang left Dera for a while and came back with all his stuff. Gilang threw his briefcase back because it will carry Dera in front.
“Sorry, yes. I'll lift you.” Gilang began to put his hands on his back and Dera's feet.
“Good, Sir.” Dera could barely hide her smile. For him this was like a beautiful dream because it could come into contact with Gilang. Dera tightened his hands to Gilang's neck and leaned against Gilang's shoulders.
Arriving below, they could not find a security guard. They thought the security guard was going upstairs to check the room. Gilang was not happy because Dera had accompanied him overtime, finally Gilang drove Dera home.
“Close your head.” Gilang orders when he drops Dera in the car seat.
“Wear your seat belt.” Gilang orders again when he's in front of the wheel.
Dera quickly pretended to accidentally touch his lips to Gilang's cheek.
“Sorry, Sir. Not accidentally.” Dera directly touched Gilang's cheek and rubbed the lipstick mark that was slightly attached there.
“It's okay, let me delete it myself.” Missile noticed the glass and removed the lipstick stains on her cheeks.
“Where is your home address, Dera?”
“Later I'll show you if we'll be there, Sir.”
Driving his car carefully. Even though it is night, Jakarta is a city that never dies. At any time there is always activity on the road.
“Whose home do you live with? Can anyone carry you to enter the house?” ask Gilang without letting go of the gas pedal and stay focused with the road still crowded.
“I live alone, Sir. I live apart from my family. Because my current residence is closer to the office.”
“Wah, how is this? Have you improved your legs, because you have to walk to enter the house.”
“Still sick, Sir.” Dera held onto her leg which actually did not hurt at all. “Can you take me inside?”
“Ah . . I don't want neighbors to think that's not. What would they think if I carried you in my arms and entered the house of the girl who lived alone? Moreover, it is late at night.”
“My home page is quite spacious, sir. And closed the fence, you can go directly inside to be able to lower me.”
“Alright then.” Gilang continued the pace of his vehicle and headed for Dera's house.
Arriving in front of the fence Dera house, Gilang quickly opened and put the car inside. Gilang carefully lifted Dera's body from the car and led her to the main door of the house.
“Wait a minute, Sir.” Dera tried to open the door while still above Gilang sling.
After the door opened, Dera asked Gilang to take her into the room. Gilang slowly lowered Dera on the bed, but when Gilang was about to leave, Dera pulled Gilang's hand and made the man lose his balance so that he fell on Dera.
“Dera! What are you doing?” exclamation Gilang.