Trapped in Love Cute Boss
Part 3

"Eh Uwak's nephew, hasn't come home pretty?" I asked Sheila.

"Not Uwak, the motoy key is not there," Sheila replied slightly slurred. My eyes turned to look at Adam, cynical.

"Because of Lo Dams, I'm late for work. Where the motor runs out of gasoline, I tekor deh fillin gasoline has lo. I was punished by mopping the floor anyway," I was annoyed.

"There was me who said that. I don't work because I have a bike. Your motor key is taken too, you can't go home. Males is on foot. You have to change my salary today!" sosor Adam's.

"Gue change this!" I clenched my hands, punched Adam's arm.

"How dare you be with me?" we also engaged in jotos, to tickle each other.

"Stoooooooop!" screaming Mom. Stop the dispute between his two sweet children. Adam and I stopped our actions. Then everyone laughed.

Adam and I do look out of shape, and often clash their mouths. But the truth is, that's where our closeness lies. We just thought it was a joke.

Now everyone has gathered together, preparing for dinner together. Adam, Nita and Sheila decide to stay over. I who cleaned myself also joined.

We started the meal with a prayer, then ate each other's food. It's not Nay and Adam that if we don't do the hoopla, we're fighting over food like a kid.

Others laughed at our behavior. Because it is a habit, every meeting there is a fuss. Until the meal was over, Adam and I were still in a fight.

"Nay, Abah wants to talk. Mumpung again gather like this," the call of Abah stopped the nosy activities of these brothers.

"Abah decides to match Nay with Abah's first best friend's son, his name is Arjuna. He is still young, umurna ge 25 years old," explained Abah.

"What's? I'm being betrothed to brondong? Called Arjuna?" I spoke in shock.

"Yes, he's a handsome boy, kind and has his own business. Guaranteed you can reject Nay," said Abah.

"It was also the female playwright. His name is Arjuna, Arjuna Buaya for sure. Nay doesn't want Bah," I refused.

"Dijodohin does not want to, but teu practices. Kumaha you're tea-ongkoh to get married. You have to want to, you can refuse. A point without commas!" Abah walked into the TV room, leaving me to protest.

"Emak, Dams, Nit," I looked at the three men in turn. But there is no defense from them. They agreed, and confirmed Abah's words.

I was restless, remembering the words of Abah who intended to match me. I can't close my eyes for a second. Right roll, left roll, somersault, until my demeanor has been done. However, these eyes remained faithfully open.

'Married a stranger, flocked too' My mind churned between agreeing or not. But what would be said if Abah had willed, could not be denied. Cold war could happen.

And so, I decided to sleep. And talk to you, tomorrow. Who knows, I've changed my mind. Then I managed to travel to dreamland.

I left for work in a doldrums, after trying to negotiate with Abah about last night's matchmaking. However, Abah remained in his stance.

Finally I chose to resign, what's wrong with accepting this matchmaking. Who knows, this road is the best for me. I let out a heavy sigh, trying to make peace with the situation.

I also told it to Lusi, my best friend was supportive and encouraging. "Who are you fooled by?" ask Lusi.

"Together in droves" I answered accordingly.

Lusi was seen holding back laughter, because the plotting from me made him stop making noises. "The handsome boss yes, cute again Nay," he said shifting the topic.

"Yes he's cute, but fierce. I've had how many times I've been hit. Yesterday also I was sentenced to a late state," Ocehku without looking at him.

"Sir Juna," I murmured. I backed off, intending to stay away from Mr. Juna.

However, Mr. Juna came forward following me with a grinning smile. The terrified me kept retreating until my back touched the wall, stuck in the corner of the room.

'Last your history my inner Nay.

"Where are you? Hem," asked Juna.

"Eh, P... Sir," I said stammered.

Mr. Juna tightened his body, locking my movements. Until I can't run anywhere anymore. Mr. Juna brought his face closer, until our lips almost touched.

Along with my chest pounding, I closed both eyes.

"Brained girl!" whispered Mr. Juna in my ear. I reflexively opened my eyes. I see Mr. Juna smiling with satisfaction, while this self is holding a half-dead shame.

Mr. Juna touched my cheek, "Don't put too much on your cheek, dear. Your cheeks are red."

My whole body seemed frozen, this mouth tightly clenched. Unable to make a sound even if just a word.

"You're Funny" he said. Mr. Juna Juna passed away leaving me who was standing.

After the departure of Mr. Juna, I continued the work with a chaotic feeling. The mind was not focused, the incident made me unable to live quietly. Even at home, I who used to be chatty now silenced a thousand languages.

I lay myself down in bed, after Abah told me the date of the wedding had been set. My mind was glaring, considering that it was such a shame. How could my mind be so wild, and think Mr. Juna would kiss me.

After that incident, I tried not to meet with Mr. Juna. I would be ashamed to have to meet him face to face.

I also dare not tell anyone, including Susi. But my intention was not to go smoothly, the man even more often appeared in front of me.

Not only that, Mr. Juna often showed off his sweet smile to me. I don't know what feeling I'm feeling, something's swishing around in this chest.

"Nay, do you have a problem with the boss?" lusi asked as we met in the hotel lobby.

I'm shaking. "What's the reason?" I asked back.

"Lo was called to his room now. Are you playing with Mr. Juna?" search Lusi.

"Where there is," I try to hide my concerns.

Lusi looked at me in surprise, his gaze as if asking for an explanation. I who understood the nosy woman's behavior, immediately moved.

"Udah ah, I went to Mr. Juna's room first," I told Lusi. I don't want to see Lusi ask any further.

Lusi nodded his head, "Yes, there!"

'Is Mr Juna going to make calculations with me?' my inner.

Step by step I stepped down, down the hallway by hallway to reach Pak Juna's room. But actually, the distance of Mr. Juna's room from the lobby is not that far.

Out of fear, I deliberately circled around for a long time. But still, I can't avoid lingering. Inevitably I had to meet Mr. Juna, who I finally arrived at the door of Mr. Juna's room. Kurapal do'a in the heart before knocking on the door.