Trapped in Love Miss Arogan
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It was eleven o'clock in the evening when Justin had just arrived in front of his house. This time he came home a little later than his usual days. Upon arriving at his doorstep, Justin quickly unlocks and goes inside. He threw his jacket over the sofa and stepped straight into his bedroom.

Justin then threw his own body onto the bed. She has not even changed her clothes and Justin does not intend to change them. His body was too tired to even move now.

Lazily, Justin pulled out his phone to send replies to some of his friends and threw his phone next to his body with origin.

Taking a deep breath Justin closed both of his eyes. Charlotte's shadow when hugging the friendly handsome man earlier made Justin's heart feel hot. He feels jealous. Yes, Justin knows he has no right to be jealous, but his heart can't lie.

"His girlfriend is just so handsome." Justin muttered lethargic as he recalled the man Charlotte was hugging earlier. "To cast a glance at me alone she won't be willing."

Geck! poke! poke!

The sound of knocking on the door just blew Justin's daydream. He knitted his eyebrows in wonder. As Justin remembers, he didn't have any appointments tonight. Who came to his house?

Justin got up from his bed and walked towards the front door. He opened the door without even peeking out of the transparent window of his house. And once the door opened, Justin could only be glued to his surprise instead of playing when he saw who was coming and was at his doorstep at this time.

"Harry?" justin muttered with round eyes.

"Justin" Harry looked back at Justin with a stiff smile on his face. "Are you busy right now?"

"I'm not, I'm not busy."

"Can I go inside?" asked Harry with an awkward expression.

"Y-yes, of course."

Justin nodded and took a step back, giving Harry room to enter his house. He walked to the small sofa in his living room. Stretched out his hand, allowing Harry to sit on the sofa.

"Sit down!"

Harry nodded and sat down on one of the couches in the living room. Things become quiet for a while. Harry was seen rubbing both his own thighs. Each of them clearly felt so awkward.

"Are you okay?" harry asked, trying to break the silence.

"Huh?"

"Ah, I mean.I couldn't reach you for a few days." Harry explained his point.

"That, I'm fine." replied Justin scratching his non-itchy nape.

Harry patted the sofa next to him. "Why are you still standing there? Come and sit down first."

"Yes." Yeah."

Justin awkwardly approached Harry and sat himself down on the sofa next to Harry.

"Oh yeah, here I bring you some food. I accidentally met a roving meatball that used to park in front of your alley. I know you like it so I bought it before I came here." Harry tried to explain still with an awkward smile on his face.

"Ah.thank you," Justin nodded his head as he received the meatball pack.

After that, things went quiet again. They shut each other up. No one wants to open the conversation first.

There's no way out, so Harry tries to get his heart into talking first, "Justin me-"

"I'm sorry to you, Harry!" cut Justin fast while looking down.

"I'm sorry, what for?"

"Yes, for being disrespectful to you. I left without saying anything when you were so good to me. You've helped me. But I. I embarrassed you in front of your boss."

Harry gasped at Justin's words to him just now. Whatisthis? Did Justin feel guilty about him? Everything that happens because of accident. Mr. Romanov didn't mind anything at the time either. Justin shouldn't feel guilty like this.

"I don't think about it much, Justin. Right now I'm just curious about something."

"Something?" Justin frowning.

"Yes, I just want to know what was the reason you left without saying goodbye" Harry asked Justin with a serious look. "You left without even saying anything to me."

"That time, I-"

"You avoided me even on campus as well. I was looking for you on campus but I couldn't find you anywhere. I asked Charlie. I also kept trying to call you but you didn't pick up. I'm confused if I've done anything wrong to you."

"No, it's not so-"

"I'm worried about you because you suddenly disappeared without any news."

"You should have met me first after the incident. If our boss is angry or anything happens to you at that time, I will definitely do my best to defend you, because as you know we are friends, Justin." Harry was upset. "Ah... or am I the only one who thinks like that huh? I'm the only one who thinks you're a friend, and you're not."

Harry's words successfully made Justin who had just looked down, raised his head, looked at Harry's face. He quickly shook his head.

"No. It's not like that, Harry. What are you talking about. We are friends, of course."

"Sorry, I'm just worried. So I thought everywhere. I thought yesterday you didn't want to be friends with me anymore. That's why you're avoiding me."

"I think the same Harry. I thought it was because I humiliated you back then. So you must be mad at me. And. Staying away from you is the best way. That's all I thought about at the time."

Harry sighed slowly, he smiled slightly at Justin. "Actually I can understand that your situation must have been very chaotic at that time. So you do something your brain thinks about. Of course you're fucked up, imagine you're having trouble with the owner of the cafe. You must be surprised."

"Yes, I was really shocked when other friends told me he was the owner of the cafe." Justin said, "That's really embarrassing for me. But I was wrong because I just left and looked like an irresponsible person."

"But Justin, there's something that makes me curious!" harry looked at Justin with a probing look.

"What's that?"

"Do you know Mr Romanov? I mean.. The owner of the cafe, have you dealt with him before?"

Justin shook his head, "His face does look familiar. But it may be because I work as a courier, automatically I must meet anyone and do not rule out the possibility I have met him. But I can tell you I don't know him."

"Why? What was? Is he asking for damages for his clothes?" Justin is worried. He was worried that if the owner of the cafe asked for compensation to him, he had no money now.

"Residence?" Harry asked back then hurriedly shook his head. "Ah no! It was precisely my arrival here because the owner of the cafe asked me to meet you."

"Oh yeah?" Justin raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, listen to this!" Harry moved to get closer to Justin. "Mr Romanov ordered me to ask for your arrival. He wants to see you."

"Then I'm right. He must have wanted to get me some compensation." Justin rubbed his face.

"Aiss, stop talking about compensation. You heard me first!"

Harry finally began to tell Justin, starting from after the incident Justin spilled coffee at that time, Harry who was banned from firing, the arrival of Mr. Romanov for the second time, the arrival of Mr. Romanov, until Mr. Romanov is angry when he finds out that Justin is no longer working at the cafe. Harry told me almost the whole thing.

"He's mad at you?" Justin asked confusedly.

"Yes, he almost fired me because he thought I fired you."

"But why?"

"That's my biggest question. I'm also wondering why she's upset that you stopped working. And that's why I asked you before, if you knew each other, but you said you didn't know him."

Justin nodded, "yes, I don't know him."

Harry mangosteen.

"All right, forget about it. The point is that he asks for your presence, right away, in his office." said Harry, taking out a note from his jacket pocket and handing it to Justin. "And this is the address of Mr. Romanov's main office."

Justin stared at the note paper in his hand tightly, his heart hesitating to meet his former superior.

"I can't come." Justin put the note paper on the table.

"But why?" 

"You forgot, I have to go to college."

Harry rolled his eyes lazily, "You can come midday or late afternoon."

"I have to work, Harry. I'll start dropping off people's orders at twelve in the afternoon. There's no time."

"It's just for a minute. You said you start work at twelve in the afternoon, you can even come after college."

"But-"

"Oh Justin, he said he'd fire me if you didn't come. Do it for me." Harry pleaded, cupping both hands.

Justin sighed, Harry willingly pleaded like this to him. And that makes him feel bad for himself.

"Well, I'll go see him." Justin said, making Harry smile.

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