
It has been five days since miss Yong was fired, I had great success being a lawyer, aka unemployed many events. Several times fulfill the call from the HRD of the company to finish my business.
I ignored the HRD persuasion that had offered me a division move. Which happened to be some of the staff seats in the admin section were empty, but I didn't want to and wasn't interested.
In fact, Denis also offered to be his assistant at PPIC, of course I ignored politely. Lazy if you have to go back to eye-to-eye with my former fierce boss. Miss Yong must be very cynical of me.
I'm also busy taking care of all my little things in the dorm. A little, but sad if I don't clean it up. Luckily, I'm not a girl who adores stuff. So I don't like buying. Only fruit and food are interesting for me to buy.
In addition to the goods, the key in my hand must also be peeled back to the manager in the dormitory. I didn't do it myself, there was always a lively Rush accompanying me.
In addition, also busy again with Rushqi's invitation that half forced to take me around the island of Batam at night. This time I really liked his attitude, he ignored my pretended objections, I was forced to go for a night out with him!
Although never asked, my obedience shows that I am half dead to be married to him immediately. I think that man stole some of my soul to always be taken with him. My body also longs to stay close by his side. Ah, Rushqi, please, marry me quickly.
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I ironed three pieces of my shirt very slippery this afternoon. Preparation for my evening out costume. Every time I got home from work at five, Rushqi was always looking for me to be ready to go out until nightfall. I feel so happy.
Rushqi always took me away long before Magrib. Who will stop at different mosques during the prayers of maghrib and isya. I also chose dinner outside. These days, Ms. Yanti is quite relaxed in the afternoon. No fuss in the kitchen because we don't exist.
"Ehemm..!"
This Dehem must be Rushqi. I was not surprised, because it was about five o'clock. I knew that man would soon rise around me.
"It's pul,,,, Ah, sloven!!" call me when I get it and I'll get it. I no longer dare to look at Errushqi.
"Why are you, Ling?" asked Rushqi with a nosy tone of voice.
"Where's your shirt?!" I was fierce with the taste of my chest.
"I'm wearing pants. My navel was not seen," Rushqi replied. There was a laugh in his voice.
I'm sure that Rushqi only deliberately teased me nosy. He likes it like that, fishing, but only to fool around.
"Ah, stop. Why come here like that, where's your shirt?" my real reprimand also restrained laughing.
"Nitip yes, darling," Rushqi said from beside me. Stalling a long sleeve shirt in green sage. Almost the same color as my beautiful robe that I was ironing.
"Why is this the same color as my shirt?" I wondered at the man beside me. Her perfume was very fresh, a sign that she had taken a shower. I don't know when he came home this afternoon.
"Stupid," Rushqi said without saying anything trite. Just thumping this heart I guess.
"Halaah, you must have peeked at me secretly earlier, right?" I was talking about Rushqi.
"Not intentionally, just wanted to turn on mbok Yanti asked to be singled out. But you are, again holding the green shirt," Rushqi said truthfully.
"Are you the one who's looking at the color of my shirt?" I asked as I grabbed the green shirt from his hand. Then I started ironing. Three pieces of my clothes are finished with very slippery.
"Why don't you like me?" ask Rushqi with a little more punching me. Ah, could die standing up because of my breathing difficulties later.
"Don't be like this, go all the way. Pity a little with your principles of not liking people to date. You're even the same," I'm critical of Errushqi's behavior .
"What is the behavior of the Son and you while dating also like this?" rushqi asked in a dislike tone.
"All right, I'm going up first. I waited while resting in my room. I'm so tired." Rushqi is leaving.
"If you're tired, don't go out. Just take a break tonight?!" I cried before Rushqi disappeared behind the kitchen door. This ironing room next to kos children's prayer room.
"Tonight is important! We have to take a walk! Drop me my clothes if you do, Ling! Help me!" welcome Rushqi exclaims. The man then disappeared behind the kitchen door.
There is-there, must be a walk on this important night he said.. Did he say, drop off clothes? To her room??
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The green sage with the same color veil sagenya, has stuck tightly and perfectly on my body. I think I'm really pretty. Especially with the green color of sage that is very viral throughout the universe, it feels very excited this evening..
Now I'm crossing my attic floor. Towards the room I believe belongs to the man who will soon be my halal imam.
Rushqi was opening the door of the room looking at me. His face was surprised by my arrival. Probably forgot if the shirt was finished I ironed from earlier. Or maybe he was fascinated by me.
"I'm ready. Here's your shirt, I ironed very slippery. Where's my pay??" I said jokingly as I stretched his shirt.
"Debt first. Put it inside, Linga. Not at the door. Pamali," Rushqi said with a slight pull over.
"Mode," I said quickly with a stiff upright in my place.
"No, not mode. This is solemn," Rushqi said with a quick grab of my long-sleeved, floppy hand. He has brought me into his room. I don't know, I'm not scared at all. Only a sense of palpitations and fretting that immediately dominated my heart.
"Don't be afraid, Lingga. You're so tense. Here sit down" Rushqi said in a changed voice. She wanted me to sit on her bedroom couch and face the television.
I think Rushqi is covering up his feelings. I'm sure if he also feels a great tension. He seemed to be measuring the thickness of faith and giving trials to himself.
"Hurry prepared. Why should I have you locked up in your room?" ask me with sheer origin. There was no intention of rejecting it. I've been sitting on Rushqi's couch.
"We're training one room. Just wondering, how it feels. For a moment, as long as I prepare," Rushqi said without looking at me.
I think his words really mean it. The man had no bad intentions for me. Honestly, I was also just curious, feeling being in a room with him. And my heart is beating so fast.
Rushqi is playing an exciting comedy movie with my favorite star, Will Smith. I don't think Rushqi can stand alone quietly in her room with me.
Although he was busy typing something on the laptop, I was sure that part of his focus was split on me. Maybe he'll be more henchmen by hearing will smith's voice and also laugh at me cheerfully. Will Smith is funny.
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