Trapped in Love Little Girl
S2-Chap2

It has evaporated several times, even during meetings also do not focus. Again, only Elo was made dizzy. As an assistant can only be patient, expand the chest like an ocean.

The brown-eyed man was still busy glancing at his cousin's sister. He could have guessed, Zean must have stayed up again.

“Do you want to sleep first, Young Master?” Elo approaching.

Zean raised his face after a while only looking down and supported his head with both palms. He shook his head, “Papa's coming here soon. What's he gonna throw at me El? if you know I sleep in business hours.”

Tidied up the gray suit he was wearing then sat down on the sofa slowly. “Ternal ... You know the limitation also.”

Zean. Grab a glass and pour water. Follow in Elo's position, gulping slowly down his drink. “After all, I'm just a worker here, El. If I get fired, my wife's son how?” Drink again until it's over.

“Not, your money has been more than enough? Even for daily walks between countries?”

“You're crazy! Even if I had that kind of money, I wouldn't go for a walk every day. Waste of time.”

Elo patted the forehead. “Looks ... Your life is really not in the body, Sir. I'm just kidding but you take it seriously. Ck!”

There was no answer, it turned out that Zean was asleep. Elo clucked lazily at the behavior of his cousin's sister. The man let it go, only helping to loosen the tie hook on the neck, unbuttoning one shirt top so that Zean is not short of breath.

Back at the desk because it was necessary to check the report that Zean's secretary gave him this morning. Discussion of the project after the meeting was also no less attention from him.

Only a moment Elo began to focus, the door of the room opened and saw the President Director of the Pratama Group building. Elo wavered, immediately stood up and approached his uncle.

“Big Master ...”

Mr. Bobi's hand was just raised to the top of the sign that there was no need to continue talking. Glancing at the sofa, found his only child asleep.

“Since when?” Still watching Zean.

“Newly, Mr.” He's nodding.

“Need I wake up, Mister?”

I sat not far from Zean. Looking at Elo who was still standing, he asked the man to sit down. “I don't want to be serious, just want to chat with you guys. Why is this Naughty Boy sleeping?”

“Young master said last night he stayed up again, Mr.”

“Ck! Don't call it that name. I said I'd like to have a casual chat with you guys.”

Elo nodded. “There's something to talk about, Om?”

“Message me to drink,”.

“Coffee or tea?” Answer at once ask.

“Warm water with honey only.”

“Hah?” Elo doesn't understand a little.

“I don't drink too much coffee or tea, El. I don't want my health to be compromised before my grandson is born.”

Again, I can only nod.

Not many more questions. Elo grabs a cell phone call someone to deliver his uncle's order.

“El.”

“Iya, Om.”

“I want to rest at home soon. Let Zean continue in my position. I hope ... You still want to accompany him.”

Start talking seriously. “I'm working on, Om. Zean is more than my own brother. Honestly, I love him too much to be willing to part with family.”

Mr. Bobi chuckled at his nephew's reply. There's nothing wrong. Elo was willing to leave the Bagaskara family to accompany Zean. When the father wanted him to live and work in his own company, the man refused and offered the position to others. He said he wanted to give a chance to everyone who needed a job.

The door was knocked immediately Elo said to give permission to enter. One Office Boy came with a tray containing a cup of orders of Mr. Bobi and another containing milk coffee.

A moment to steal a glance at Zean who was still asleep. His gaze may be astonished or somehow. “Don't be enchanted with him!” Elo warns on Office Boy which is half so it.

“Eh, I dare not, Sir,” he replied. Making Mr. Bobi frown while Elo shuddered in horror.

“Out!” said firmly.

“Ba-good, Mr.” Immediately ngacir before being sprayed further by the assistant of the handsome man who always attracted the attention of it.

“What's he abnormalities?”

“Eh, Who, Om?”

Elo took a sip of his coffee and then shook his head. “Uncomprehend, Om. It's just, every time we cross paths with us is always wrong.”

“Haaah ..” Mr. Bobi let out a long sigh, “the world is really strange.”

Elo just laughed at the words of the old man before him.

“I-iya, Say—“ Suddenly Zean woke up. “Eh, Papa.”

“What dream are you?”

“Hah?” Being stupid because his life has not returned full.

“You want to say baby? Must be my daughter's dream, ‘kan?”

Cih, since when did Papa have a daughter. There was also a son, and that was me.

“Why silence? You're dreaming Sally?”

“Eh, hehe .. Papa knows aja.”

Mr. Bobi just clucked and drank the honey water that began to cool. “Don't stay up a lot, let's not sleep at work.”

Quiescent. Zean couldn't answer.

“Your wife cravings weird?” Zean shook his head. “Then?” Pretend or do not know if Sally every night difficult to sleep.

“It's hard to sleep he said, Pa. So ... I don't want to go. I'm nemenin. Not going to bed until three in the morning.” His face turned lethargic given the moment last night.

“Sabar, your mama used to be.”

Zean nodded. Ua remembered if the mother had told me when Zean was in the womb so fussy.

“You're lucky your wife doesn't ask for weird, like on TV and novels." Back drinking.

Why are you suddenly talking about this novel.

Mr. Bobi again said, "He just asked to be won. Imagine if he asked you to come home during a meeting or asked to eat porridge but use chopsticks, eat chicken but should not be killed chicken. How?”

“Hah? How strange.” Half glanced at Elo. “Mama ever did, Pa?” Drowsiness has disappeared to change his enthusiasm on the advice of the father.

“None of the ones I mentioned. But once, he asked to buy a seedless mangosteen.”

“Pfftt ...” Elo keceplosan held back laughter because he heard prospective fathers and fathers were talking about pregnant women who crave.

The man in the gray suit immediately returned the stay cool face he had. He cursed himself who could not control himself.

“You'll feel it soon, El. Get ready,” said Mr. Bobi.

Elo blinked perplexedly watching the middle-aged man who had already stepped off the sofa after finishing his drink. He was excited, wanting to ask the meaning of his uncle's words but he had disappeared behind the door. Mean what? Could Om Bobi know if he wants to get married soon too like Zean? Oh, hohoho .. no, no way. No one knows anything about Elo, not even Zean.

“Can I go home?” Still staring at the door on his father's departure. Intentions want to seduce in order to go home and meet the wife's child but he was lost first.

“Are you not aware, Sir? Please, from now on eliminate your hobbies that make me crazy.” Stand up lazily, again tidying up the suit he was wearing.

Before perfectly standing up, Zean had already kicked the shin that Elo had. Making the youngest son of the Bagaskara family complain and then rub concerned on his legs that became a victim.

“Awas only, El! If you have a wife, I won't give you permission to go home!” the hardic.

“Ck!” Glancing cynically, “I make sure, that time will never exist.”

“Damn it!” Zean throws a sofa cushion while Elo chooses to leave the workspace because it has entered lunchtime. Tumben once he dared to come out first without being ruled by Zean.

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