Trapped in Love Cute Boss
The Part 21

"No! Who wants to cry?" elakku. Trying to hide my fragility, so as not to look weak in front of him. But these eyes can not be invited to compromise, one clear circle fell without permission. Followed by other circles.

Pras immediately wiped away these tears with his fingers. "I'm here to erase your sadness" he said trying to calm me down.

I held her hand on this cheek. "Thank you, Pras."

He nodded, the corner of his lips raised a smile. "You're ugly if you cry like this," he said.

My eyes glared at him, then I landed a punch in his arm. "Damn you!"

He grimaced, asking for mercy. But I don't bully at all, I keep beating him. Suddenly he held my hand, until our eyes clashed. 

'Deg deg deg' 

This heart is beating fast. Don't let the feeling reappear at a time like this.

"Day!" someone shouted to me. I flinched in shock, then immediately released Pras' handrails.

I stood up, looking at the origin of the voice. "Sir Juna.." I muttered.

Juna sir came up to me, then pulled my hands rough. I grimaced in pain. "Sick sir," I complained.

Mr. Juna did not understand my words, he continued to walk quickly until I fell down to balance his footsteps. He took off his grip on my hand, then rode on his motorbike. "Good!" her word.

I followed his orders too. Without saying much, Mr. Juna immediately drove his motorbike tight. I see, Pras was standing under the tree. He nodded with a smile, as if saying everything was fine.

He hugged me tightly when we got home. "Don't misunderstand Nay. It's not what you think it is," he said.

"What am I thinking?" manyu indifferent.

"Me and Angel have nothing to do. He always chased me, but I always refused" she explained.

Oh so that woman's name is Angel. You devil-hearted angel. Just a good name, that's what it is. I smiled cynically, "I saw it with my own eyes, sir. Don't dodge, even you just stay quiet when kissed by him," 

"It's not so Nay. He showed up all of a sudden, I didn't get to avoid him" he added.

"Already sir, Nay wants to rest. Tomorrow go to work," I'm off to leave him. 

As these feet stepped over the steps one by one, Mr. Juna's words stopped my steps. "Does that mean you're jealous?" tanyanya was a little screaming.

"But who's jealous" my dear. Then I continued my steps back to the room. Before closing the door, I heard the man laugh. 

Exorbitant! You are happy for my suffering, sir.

I immediately dropped my body on the bed, and tried to close my eyes. But it didn't work, these eyes can't be compromised from earlier. 

I hurriedly closed my eyes and covered myself with a blanket, as the door opened. The sound of footsteps approached, which I believe is Mr. Juna. Because there were only two of us in this house. 

Mr. Juna patted me on the cheek softly, "Nay!" I ignored his call, and kept pretending to be asleep. 

Until I heard her breathing, she rubbed my hair slowly. "Beautiful dream, baby" she said and left.

Shortly after, there was a sound of water. Maybe Mr. Juna is cleaning up. Until Mr. Juna finished bathing, these eyes were still awake.

I tried to peek at him from under the blanket, because there was no sound of his movements anymore. And...

It turned out that he was praying solemnly. Mr. Juna is indeed a dream man, but I have to teach him a lesson this time. It's nice, he's friendly with the girl right in front of my eyes.

I didn't notice it until the sleepiness started attacking.

I squirm as these eyes open. I saw the wall clock showing at 5 a.m. Looking around, I did not find the whereabouts of Mr. Juna.

I started looking for him in the bathroom. But there's nobody there. I grabbed a towel that was hanging, then cleaned myself.

When I was decorating myself in front of the mirror, there was the sound of the door opening as well as the sound of footsteps approaching. Juna sir came, wearing a cocoa shirt and peci on his head.

"Nay," he said, then thrusting my hand, I kissed the back of his hand reverently.

"Father of abis prayers congregate in the mosque?" ask me without looking at it. I stayed focused on beautifying myself. 

I try to behave as usual, because I can't bear to keep quiet.

"Yes Nay" he answered. Then he stepped into the closet, picking up his work clothes.

"You going to the hotel?" tanyanya while buttoning the shirt.

I looked at him, then asked, "Father too?"

He nodded, "We're leaving together,"

"Ah No sir. Nay's just gonna take a cab" I refused.

"can't. You have to go with me, "he said.

"Nay wants to take a taxi, anyway" I said.

"Don't ngeyel! Or do you want to go with Bang Pras?" jest.

My eyes are round, "Em. Eng.. no really," I said stammered.

Mr. Juna squinted, "Review if you dare to mess around!"

Just as I was passing by, Mr. Juna pulled my hand until my body turned around to hug him. Why every time I get close to him, my body feels hot. My heart is always pounding too.

Mr. Juna lifted my chin, then began to bring his face closer. My eyes closed, and then he covered my lips. I don't know where to push, I kissed him back.

"I told you, don't call me that. I'm not your father" he said after removing his pagutan.

"I'm used to that call, sir," I said.

"You're also getting naughty" he continued.

I'm embarrassed, "Sorry sir,"

"But I like it. How about we do it again?" Juna sir smiled grinningly. 

I'm serious, I could be scared. "Don't sir, it's still morning" I refused.

"So, can tonight? You can sow seeds, right?" tanyakanya.

The more serious, Mr. Juna even collect the night ration. "Eh, still can't sir."

He scrunched his forehead, "Why? We're a halal couple,"

"Nay will still come the month sir," I said.

"If you're not, then yes?" Juna sir kept corrupting me. How'this?

I was confused as to what to answer. On the one hand, my feminine instincts churned out wanting it. On the other hand, shame always envelops.

"I take your silence as a sign, you allow it." Juna smiled with satisfaction.

"Where is. Don't take it, sir," my hard.

"But you're the ngarep, right?" tanyakanya.

Reflexes, I nod my head. Omg hello! Why would I say yes to it? It will reveal my secret.

Mr. Juna laughed, in my heart I continued to curse my innocence. Again, I was being silly in front of him.

I hurriedly left him who was still laughing at me. Then down to the kitchen, intending to make breakfast. While passing through the living room, I saw a pile of paper bags lined up on the sofa. Maybe it was the groceries yesterday.

I continued my steps towards the kitchen, and I saw that all the ingredients were neatly lined up in place.

So I took some bread and baked it. After it matured, I put it on the plate and brought it to the dining table.

Juna sir came up to me, then sat down in a chair. He asked, "What is Nay?"

"Baked bread. If cooking heavy food is afraid for a long time," I replied. Then start smearing bread with blueberry jam.

"What jam do you want to wear?" my many. 

"Corn beans" he answered. I also smeared the bread with peanut butter at his request.

I put the plate with the bread on him and sat down and started eating it. The same thing was done by Juna.

"Nay," call him.

"Hem," I cleared my throat, while my lips continued to chew bread.

"Today you're going to resign, right?" tanyakanya.

I stopped my eating activities, sighing heavily. "Sir, please allow Nay to keep working for a while. Nay will be bored if you continue to be in this house alone, if you go to work later," I continued to put bread into my mouth.

"That's why you have to have children so you're not alone" he said, which made me choke suddenly.

I grabbed a glass of drinking water, then gulped it down to the toilet. "Slowly Nay ate it," he said.

My eyes glared at him, then gave a whiff, "This is not because of eating. It's because of my father's words,"

"What's wrong?" tanyanya polo's.

"Au ah dark," I said.

Mr. Juna got up, then approached me, "Okay, I'll allow it. But remember, don't be too tired huh," he rubbed my head gently.

I nodded happily. Mr. Juna whispered in my ear, "But there are conditions,"

"What terms?" many enthusiast.

Mr. Juna glared, walking away from me. "Sowing seeds" he cried.

My eyes were round, then finished my breakfast. Then I chased after Mr. Juna who was already at the door. 

"Mr!" my yelling.

He chuckled, as he passed to pick up the motor in the garage. Like yesterday, he put a helmet on my head. How romantic my husband is.

Then I went up, sat behind him. "Lest go!" myrag.