Trapped in the Love of the Employer

Trapped in the Love of the Employer
Sweet memories


After all the rooms were finished in the decor, Fira and Jeje had already started moving into a new house. Aided by a new-hand home assistant and assistant at her in-laws' house, Fira claps her clothes. Jeje who had warned Fira not to be too tired, made Fira do nothing, and only ordered the housekeeper.


"Is everything finished?" ask Ani Ma'am. Even the special Bu Ani came by did not allow her daughter to do anything. Bu Ani does not want to until anything happens with the content of Fira.


"Already, Mom." Fira, who checks all clothes and goods, answers to her mother.


"Well let's get out, maybe Jeje's done getting people to take your clothes to the car." Bu Ani also took Fira out of the room.


Fira nodded and followed Bu Ani to get out of the room. Heading into the living room, Fira sees Jeje who is busy ordering the housekeeper, carrying her luggage to the car. Indeed not much brought by Jeje and Fira, considering all the furniture is complete in the new house. They only brought their clothes, and some important items.


"Mom will come with them, and go to the new house first" Bu Ani told Fira and Jeje.


"Yes, Mom." Fira nodded. "Mother first, we'll catch up." Fira doesn't want to make her mother wait for herself and Jeje.


Ani leaves Jeje's apartment, leaving Fira and Jeje both in the apartment.


Fira and Jeje circulated the view to each side of the apartment, it felt hard to leave their happy memories. Turning back their memories, Fira and Jeje realize that their love story begins in this place. The place that brought their love together told many of their sweet and bitter stories.


"Do you remember the first time you came here?" ask Jeje. Jeje clasped Fira's waist, drawing her body closer.


Fira smiled as she recalled the first time she came to the apartment. "How could I forget, when I met a lion."


"You," said Jeje pinching Fir's nose. Jeje really felt anxious, as Fira reminded the call Fira had pinned on her. "Is the lion still there?" ask Jeje.


"The lion has fallen with its handler." Fira looked at Jeje and smiled.


Jeje linked her forehead to Fira's forehead, and accompanied with laughter. "Is this the shop?" point Jeje at Fira with her eyes.


"You think?" Fira seduces Jeje.


Jeje just laughed answering Fira's question. Jeje confirmed the words of Fira who said that Fira was his master, because indeed Fira had really made him melt and obey.


"Come, we're going around, remembering every corner of this apartment." Jeje pulled Fira's hand gently. The first place they went to the first time was his room. Even though the room was already in use by Jeje and Fira, Jeje ingun recalled what had first happened in the room.


Seeing Jeje taking him to his room, Fira's memory returns where Fira first begins.


"In this room you call me a lion" Jeje told Fira. Jeje looked at Fira and pulled gently, so that Fira's body was closer to her.


"But you also returned it." Fira doesn't want to lose to Jeje.


Jeje only laughed when he saw the lion Fira. Because Fira was just as angry as she was.


Jeje's eyes turned on the bed. "The bed?" tanya Jeje tries to remind Fira back about their sweet memories.


"Fraud!" One word came out of Fira while remembering what happened in bed.


Jeje's laughter blared as Fira described herself as a fraud. "I don't cheat, just take a little chance." Jeje tried to defend himself.


Fira hugs Jeje for a moment and turns on the bed. "Here is the first time you declare love" Fira recalled.


"Yes, and you love me too." Jeje landed a sweet kiss on the top of Fira's hair.


"Yes, but my fear was so great back then." Fira remembered very well, if he had tried to shake his feelings. But it turns out that he could not at all dismiss the love that was already the body in his heart.


"You know, when you left, I really couldn't occupy this apartment." Jeje remembers that when Fira disappeared, she chose to stay at her mother's house, because she felt that every corner of her apartment reminded her of Fira.


A long journey of love has passed through Fira and Jeje. From the love that suddenly comes, to make them believe, if they love each other, to the moment where they have to separate because of the social stastus.


The breakup became a story for their love story. Until they realize, if God did create them together, because God brought Fira and Jeje together in a way that was never expected.


"You you know, our love struggle is a booster for us." Fira hugging Jeje vented the love in her heart.


"Our love struggle will always remind me, if when I hurt you, I was the dumbest, for wasting our struggle." Jeje tightened her embrace. His love for Fira, he really could not express in words.


"I'm sure you won't hurt me."


"Yes because I love you." Jeje took off her embrace and moved to land her lips on Fira's lips. Giving a soft kiss, as an expression of his love.


Fira, who gets a kiss from Jeje, puts her hand around Jeje's neck. Fira's hand pulls Jeje's neck, making their kiss deeper.


As they feel the oxygen in their lungs begin to diminish, Jeje and Fira kiss each other.


"Let's go home, I'll enjoy our night there" Jeje told Fira.


Fira simply nodded at Jeje's words. Fira doesn't know what to say to Jeje.


Jeje gently pulls Fira's hand and takes Fira out of the apartment. Jeje was already impatient, trying to enjoy the night in their new home.


Exiting the apartment, Jeje made sure that the apartment was properly locked.


"You guys are leaving?" Celia's voice rang out as Fira and Jeje were at the door.


"Yes." Yeah." Fira answered Celia's words.


"Yes, I will definitely miss you," Celia said as she approached Fira and gave a brief hug to Fira.


"We can still meet, you can play at home with Kak Raka," said Fira when releasing a hug.


"Yes, I'll play later with Raka."


"All right, I'll go first" said Fira.


"Yes, be careful."


Celia waved at Fira, as Fira passed by wanting to leave the apartment.


Fira and Jeje who stepped away left Celia, headed to the parking lot to pick up her car, and headed to their new home.


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