The Married With Dangerous Boy
35. Coercion Mode

The girl cleared her throat as she placed the bag on the table. Before leaving for school, she wears a moisturizer and sunscreen for protection from uv rays.

"Sha, I'm leaving first" said Zafran. He was allowed to leave first because there was some business.

"It's breakfast, right?"

"Already," Zafran put a sheet of fifty thousand on Alesha's table. "The junk."

Alesha's eyes widened. "A lot of it,"

"It's up to you to wear it for what," he said.

"Ready, thank you," Alesha greeted Zafran. He put the back of Zafran's hand to his forehead. After that Zafran kissed him.

"Gue's got a cab, so you have to take a cab."

Alesha let out a slow breath. "Yes,"

"Gue leaves first. Salamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumus salam."

Alesha looked back at her face in front of the mirror. After Zafran left, Alesha just waited for the taxi that had been booked. His eyes glanced at the new lipstick the guy gave me last night.

His feelings said something was troubling. But he doesn't know. From the lipstick, it was as if he had seen it.

"Where do I know this lipstick?" alesha thought she was trying to remember.

His eyes closed for a moment. He calmed his mind to know what was going on in his heart.

"Ck," Alesha clucked as she could not guess.

The girl shook her head a few times. "You know, I'm leaving!"

Alesha took back her bag. As he turned around and walked towards the door, he stumbled over his cardboard memory box and accidentally opened it and some of his belongings came out of the box.

"Okay," ringisnya. The girl then picked up some of the things that had fallen off.

"Kan, the lipstick from Zafran fell," he picked up the lipstick.

"Start!"

"Tog-"

Alesha. He stood facing the dresser. His eyes blinked slowly. A wrinkle appeared on his forehead. He brought closer lipstick from Zafran and also from Martha. Both products look the same.

"Yes?" only the shade of the two lipsticks is different.

"Can't it be the same?"

"What does Zafran buy in the same store?"

Alesha bobbing head. He didn't have to think about something like this so deeply. Martha and Zafran may have bought the same product. Then the girl returned to store the gift from Martha into the box. Since the taxi had arrived, he hurriedly went out.

...***...

Without him noticing, Zafran was already standing beside him. He was shocked when he looked at her. Zafran snatched something belonging to that person violently.

"Where did you get this from?" Zafran squeezed the item.

His eyes blinked rapidly. Najk's chest came down. Zafran's gaze made his breath tight.

"D-from the store,"

"From shop?"

Zafran grinned displaying a smirk smile. Then slammed his possessions very hard and stepped on them until they were destroyed.

The floor that was once pure white is now turning red. He took off his dirty shoes, he threw his shoes out the window until they broke.

A person standing in the doorway smiled faintly at Zafran's childish behavior. "Bocil," he murmured.

Zafran looked at the smiling Gavin mocking him. "Diem lo!"

Gavin just pulled the corner of his lips. He crossed his hands in front of his chest while leaning against the doorway enjoying Zafran's action.

Zafran came back to him. He pulled the girl's collar. He doesn't care if he's a girl. "Gue asked you, who gave you that lipstick?"

"G-gue buy it yourself, Zafran!" he tried to take Zafran's hand off.

"No way, because my product has not been out on the market!"

He gulped his saliva with great difficulty. His throat feels dry. Zafran tightened his collar until his neck felt suffocated.

Uhuk-uhuk!

"L-get rid of me!"

"Answer! Who gave you my company's products?"

He didn't answer. His mouth remained closed.

"So you don't want to answer?"

Zafran. He pushed her down on the chair. He stroked his sore neck. His blood is flowing quickly. Her eyes were red withstanding tears.

"If you don't want to answer, I'll find out for myself. But if I ever find out there's a traitor in my company, you know the consequences!"

The guy passed away. "Clean the floors!" the message was before Zafran left the classroom.

Gavin raised his leg blocking Zafran's path. The guy glanced at him sharply.

"Surge!"

"Gue knows who it is" Gavin murmured softly.

"Who?" Zafran neutralized his emotions.

"Gue won't tell you."

Gavin lowered his leg. The guy went inside without caring for Zafran who was already tampering indistinctly.

"Damn you, Gavin!"

The guy glanced at Martha who was wiping the floor. He just passed the girl without helping her clean the floor.

"The clean."

Martha clucked in annoyance. "Gue was wrong what tried? Just buy a new lipstick and become a floor mop!" snarl.

"Gue salute you, dare to wake up a sleeping lion."

The girl stopped her activity. He looked at Gavin with an emotional gaze. "When do I make Zafran angry?"

"So,"

"Hm,"

"Is it wrong to buy lipstick? I did not know that lipstick is a product that has not come out on the market. But why is he mad at me? He should have been angry with his employees who were off guard!" snarl.

Gavin just pulled the corner of his lips smiling. He did his usual activities, raising his legs and covering his face with a book.

"Just enjoy."

...***...

There was no wind no rain, but Alesha felt a very different aura from her best friend. Usually he will make a very extraordinary sound. But now, he suddenly turned into a quiet person.

Since Alesha's arrival to class, she hasn't even greeted him. Walking side by side he just stared blankly ahead. Alesha became uneasy on her own when she saw her gloomy face.

"Mar," you see, the girl chews food but her mind is empty.

"Martha!"

Alesha patted his shoulder. Martha just cleared her throat without glancing.

"Lo why?"

Martha let out a breath. He was also confused as to what to say to Alesha. It is impossible if Martha complains that Zafran who has made her mind fog just because of lipstick. Zafran may be raging at him.

Though he only got a recommendation from the store that he accidentally went to, but it turned out to be a product of Zafran company that has not come out to the market. Martha has been made a scapegoat.

Fucking fucking chick! Because of his recommendation, I became the rage of the fire.

If Martha knew that, she would never try to wear lipstick in class again. Or Zafran will kill him.

"Shaa, uh,"

"Hm?"

"Do you know about the lipstick I gave you?"

Alesha's eyes widened. He remembered his second gift. "Oh yeah I just wanted to. Yesterday Zafran also gave me a gift of lipstick that looks like you,"

Martha let out a slow breath as she closed her eyes. "Do you know which company made the product?"

Alesha shook her head slowly.

"That's a lukewarm company"

Martha stopped her speech when she saw Zafran standing beside Alesha. The girl shifted her eyes.

"Shaa, uh,"

Alesha was equally surprised. He turned towards Zafran. "Zafran?" he glared at her a little. Afraid that they would know their relationship.

Zafran pulls Alesha's hand. "Follow me!"

"But I'm eating."

Zafran stop. He approached his ears. "Lo doesn't want them to know about us, does he?"

Alesha nodded.

"Come acting,"

"Huh?"

"Follow me!" zafran shouted right in front of his face. This made Alesha shocked.

"What the hell lo. I have ears, no need to scream."

"If you don't want me to yell, you have to obey!"

"Spirited? What if I don't want to?"

"Lo will know the consequences!"

Zafran again pulled Alesha roughly.

...***...

That guy took Alesha up the rooftop. Then release his hand. Then he stroked Alesha's hand.

"Sorry,"

"No papa, anyways you're going slowly,"

Zafran smile. He kissed the back of Alesha's hand.

"Why did you bring me here?"

"Gue wants to negotiate."

Alesha's eyebrows fused together. "Negotiations?"

Zafran. "Live on. I want you to be our company's new product model."

Alesha's eyes widened perfectly. He blinked fast. "Gue?" point at himself. "What product?"

"Gue'll tell you about the meeting later,"

"But I can't be a model,"

"No need to worry, because all my employees are professionals."

"But-"

"There is no rejection!"

"If I refuse? Can't you?"

Zafran. He pressed his lips against Alesha's ears. That girl is amused. His body seemed to be electrocuted and there was a strange noise in his body. Butterflies fly in their stomachs.

"If you don't, you I lock it in the room every day just like me!"

Alesha pinched Zafran's back. He complained of pain. "Awh. Pain, Sha!"

"Mode!"

Zafran tekehe, he was waiting for Alesha's answer. "So, how?"

"Just think about it,"

"Gue just wants an answer."

...***...