The Hot Boss
Not Everyone Lies.

Mona stood up gracefully with a glass of drink in her hand. He was not alone, there were some other people there who were talking to him. Her eyes were fixed on Melisa even though she was talking to her friend.

Taking his eyes off, he thought for a while. He wondered in his heart what he was in that place. Seeing Mona's presence made her concentration disappear.

"Toilet ! I'm going to the toilet !!" Melisa's sigh while stepping back to the toilet that was located earlier explained by Riland. Mona's eyes continue to follow Melisa's steps away.she smiles fed up at Melisa.

Lucky for Melisa because she soon found the place she was looking for. After knocking on the door to make sure no one was inside, Melisa opened the door and went inside.

"Why the hell can it spill everything ?" Melisa's upset with herself. He cleaned his pants with water from the sink.

"What are you really doing ?" Melissa was talking alone. He was getting upset because the wet in his pants was getting wider and clearly visible.

What happened earlier, really drove him almost crazy. Melisa's heart can't handle the sweet words that Riland said. "I'd rather get angry or scolding than this" Melisa's sigh sounded so miserable.

Yes, Melisa prefers to be scolded or silenced by Riland rather than given sweet words full of seduction like earlier, because her heart was immediately carried away by feelings. Melisa became upset.

He stared at his own reflection in the mirror, looking so pitiful. "Please the joke does not need to use the heart," he said slowly.

"Where is the witch," complained Melisa again. He is sure after this Mona will make trouble in front of many people.

"Yes God... Please help me.." murmured Melisa again as she closed her eyes. It was imagined if he had to face Mona when his heart was not okay.

"Aaarrrggh," Melisa growled as she clenched her hands together.

'tok tock,'

"Mel, are you okay ?" Suddenly the toilet door was knocked from the outside and Melisa heard someone calling her name. Melisa Hapal is right who owns the baritone voice.

It was the voice of the man who had said sweet words to her. "Ah siaallll," said Melisa in her heart. At the moment he does not want to be alone with Riland.

"Mels... I know you're inside" Riland said from the outside, knocking on the door for the second time.

"Hmm yeah, wait !" Melisa in the end. He didn't want Riland to keep calling his name because it would provoke a commotion. Mona who was not far from him could hear all that.

"Mel, I brought her pants to change. Want to change here or in my room ?" Ask Riland without sin.

"Huk uhuk uhuk," Melisa choked on her own saliva from hearing what Riland had just said.

"Mel, are you okay ? Let's open the door, don't worry me" said Riland, knocking on the door again for a few more times.

"Yes God... Couldn't he just not make me hang ?" Grieved Melisa.

Riland had offered Melisa a change of clothes in her room, making her think she was. And now the man says that if he worries about Melisa, it makes the girl even more carried away.

Feeling unresponsive, Riland again invited Melisa to speak. "What are you doing again ? Real long. I broke the door down, Mel," threatened Riland.

Riland stood up while leaning his body against the wall. In her hand, she carries the little sister's trousers in exchange for Melisa. The man smiled as he looked at her, making the girl's heart even more unwell.

"So you wanna change here, what's in my room ? My room is wider, so you can be more comfortable instead," Riland bargained again and he was very serious when he said it.

"I'll just change here" Melisa immediately snatched the pants from Riland's hand. There's no way he's changing clothes in Riland's room. Melisa was afraid of something happening that she really wanted. "Woi is the head why," he muttered annoyed. It was already imagined in his head he would be alone with Riland.

"What's your head? Sick ?" Riland asked as he lowered his head and looked into Melisa's eyes. The distance was so close that Melisa could feel the warm breath of Riland on her face.

Melisa was stunned, "a-I changed first," she said as she re-entered the toilet. And Riland faithfully waited for him outside.

"That's why the hell..," upset Melisa while changing clothes. Quickly, he did it because he knew Riland was still waiting for him and he did not want Riland to call his name like that.

"Have ?" Riland asked while handing over a paper bag to put in Melisa's dirty pants. "the pants are enough ?" Ask Riland again.

"Hu'um enough..," Melisa replied with a smile.

"Thank God then. Come quickly, lunch will start immediately," asked Riland.

Melisa took a deep breath, she was very reluctant to continue the play. Because even though it was all a lie, but in fact Melisa's heart was very affected by it.

In addition there is also Mona there, Melisa does not want to be labeled as a destroyer of people's relationships, because she does not feel like it. Even though she fell in love with Riland, but she never showed it.

Melisa follows Riland's steps with an unrelenting inner turmoil. The house felt lonely because now everyone is in the backyard to enjoy lunch together.

Feeling that no one could listen to her, Melisa stopped her steps to ask Riland something.

"Sir," said Melisa, calling Riland who was walking in front of her.

Riland who heard that, stopped his steps and turned to Melisa who was standing frozen in place. "Why ? I told you not to call me Father" Riland said.

"What is the purpose of doing all this ? Why bring me here and do all these skits without telling me first ? Why do we have to do this lie ?" Ask Melisa streak. He couldn't stand what Riland did to him.

Getting such a question made Riland stare at her smile. He also stepped up his legs to get closer to Melisa. "Not everything is a lie" said Riland.

"Huh ?" Melisa furrowed her brows not understanding.

"Maybe yes, we lied as a couple. But. my affection for you is true" replied Riland, looking deeply into Melisa's eyes.

to be continued ' ''______________________________________________________________________________

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