TRAPPED IN THE PAST STORY

TRAPPED IN THE PAST STORY
CHAPTER 129. NOSY.


Shasha who was tidying up some documents suddenly remembered that there would be a meeting with a client at a hotel. Soon he organized some of the contents of the minutes from the previous meeting where he was still not a secretary, not only that he also perfected the report that had been checked by Dion yesterday to be presented.


Seriously Shasha working on the materials that will be brought later during the meeting, maybe Shasha does not realize if at this time he has not tidied up. Her hair that has not been neatly combed, her face that is still full of the scent of pillow bolsters makes Dion who just entered after making drinks in the pantry room must resist laughter looking at a plain face without makeup.


"Is there anything funny?" shasha asked without looking at Dion.


"No," Dion replied as he put two cups of drink on the sofa table.


"Why laugh then?" ask Shasha who is still curious.


"You don't realize you're beautiful."


Dion's words suddenly make Shasha look at Dion for a moment and stop the activity of typing.


"What did you say?"


"You don't realize you're a danger."


"Danger? didn't you just say I was pretty?"


"Lha, you know how to ask what I'm saying."


"No-no, I mean earlier. Yes, I heard you say I'm beautiful and keep saying I'm dangerous. Those are two different words."


"It's different, who said the same?"


"Son, no one said the same. That means why from beautiful can be dangerous. That's what I mean"


"Huh, if you have a face like this my rival will be more and more. Danger right!" he said as he tasted his tea and leaned back on the sofa.


Hearing Dion's words, Shsaha pretended not to hear, and refocused his gaze on the monitor. He deliberately did so because he did not want Dion to discuss his personal problems about a marriage that he had lived.


"Enjoying a warm tea without sugar by looking at the beautiful and sweet lady in front of me is enough. Full stomach, quiet mind." muttered Dion, whose voice could still be heard by Shasha.


"Until now I have prayed to see you in every morning, and now my prayer has been answered even though this is not what I mean but at least I am grateful." continued Dion who was still mumbling softly.


Dion's intention was to say so because he still hoped that Shasha would choose him and realize that Daniel was not the man to be chosen. But it seems like his words were in vain, Shasha was not at all his words did not even glance at him though.


It seems like he loves that guy too much, you stupid Sha, it should hurt your heart and hurt if you look at all the contents of that vidio! Not even calm and impressed not caring.


“Sha, drink it first.” said Dion to melt the atmosphere.


“Iya,” Shasha said while staring at her computer screen.


“What are you doing?” tanya Dion tried to open the chat.


“Do not invite me to talk, I am busy.” Shasha said cynically.


“Why now do you speak informally?” dion asked, twitching his forehead.


“Dion, I told you not to ask questions. I'm busy!”


Shasha did not respond to Dion's words, this time he was really busy. Dion who understands the nature of Shasha can only smile while remembering the times when they used a gray white uniform.


Geck!


Geck!


The sound of the door being knocked, Dion who was convinced that it was a knock from Kirun who was an OB (Office boy) who specialized in cleaning his room and also Riko's room. With a thousand steps immediately Dion stood in front of the door while opening the door that had just been knocked on.


“Do not enter!” dion said softly as he walked out of the room and met Kirun.


“Why sir? But I will have to clean the room father.”ucap Kirun convinced Dion to keep entrusting himself to clean the room. Kirun was sad because she thought that Dion was not satisfied with how it worked.


“Bi-let me clean it.” Dion said stammered as he took the broom and magic held by Kirun.


“Don't sir,” Kirun said spontaneously as he retook the broom and magic that Dion had forcibly taken. “ Later my salary is deducted if you do my work.” Kirun continued who was about to enter the room.


The panicked Dion immediately pulled Kirun's back shirt to make Kirun retreat and asked. “Pak Dion, why is it so strange? What's up, hayo. Don't you think you're perverted inside?” kirun teased her boss.


“Only you, I can't be like that. I said wait here wait! Where let me just clean.” Dion said seriously while picking up some of the cleaning equipment that Kirun had brought along.


From behind Kirun stared at Dion's back in surprise, it was unusual for his boss to speak seriously to him.


Was my work less clean until Mr. Dion had to intervene to clean his own room?


Ah not also, yesterday Mr. Dion praised me, you've probably missed sports, so want to clean up.


Dion who entered with a broom and the like immediately cleaned the room quickly, himself who was used to living independently since the death of his parents made Shasha amazed. He did not expect a Dion basketball court conqueror to sweep well and correctly.


“Why are you looking at me like that?” dion asked as he glanced and stopped his sweeping activity.


“Gak,” said Shasha who is now starting to focus on her monitor screen again.


Dion swept back and began to tease Shasha by plucking the feather on the embroidery he was holding and then pointed to Shasha's ear from behind.


"Dion! ticklish!” shasha Shout.


"Hahaha," Dion who heard Shasha screaming from his curiosity made him laugh and continued his action again by again teasing Shasha.


Unsatisfied to tease Shasha in such a way back Dion flirts by pointing a croak at the monitor to cover up Shasha's gaze.


"Dion !" Shasha looked at her ex-lover with a furious look.


"What the hell daritadi called me on." in Dion's innocent tone.


"You're the fuck, I'm serious about this."


"I'll be cleaning up again" while still wiping my magic on the Shashsa monitor.


"Yes, but why does this monitor keep being cleaned, there's also your monitor."


"Oh yes, it should be all monitors. I forgot," Dion chuckled with his own words.


Kadir who was in front of the room was increasingly curious, who was inside with Mr. Dion.


Who exactly is inside? Not Dion's girlfriend?


Whoever's inside, at least I'm grateful.


Finished cleaning his room now Dion immediately check his cellphone, hoping his order will arrive soon.


A few minutes later, Dion descended into the lobby and returned, carrying a box containing several clothes, complete with shoes and bags.



Shasha, who is still focused on her work, does not realize her presence is coming.


"It's stopped, why focus on what's in front of you" Dion ordered.


"Good, soon to be done.


Seeing Shasha's stubborn attitude, Dion twisted his brain in a way that Shasha could have breakfast, take a bath and change clothes.


Without saying much immediately Dion opened the food package.


"Open your mouth," Dion ordered as he thrust food into Shasha's mouth.


"Dion, what the fuck. Nevermind! Let me eat it myself."


"I said open your mouth, let's open it."


Shasha, who was forced to not want to, finally opened her mouth and accepted the bribe made by Dion to her.


"Where's it good?"


"Yes. It's my fovoritku food, half-serving chicken porridge" Shasha's words were cut off when she was cut off by Dion.


"A half serving without peanuts, lots of crackers and boiled eggs, right?".


Hearing the words of his former lover, he did not expect that Dion still memorized with his favorite menu. He ate and did not have to spend half an hour to finish his meal.


Finished feeding and drinking immediately Dion approached Shasha's desk and pressed the powe button on the monitor screen so that the screen turned off.


"Dion you what-what!" shasha shouted as she showed her teeth


"You're the shit, let's take a shower, wash your face, brush your teeth, and change your clothes. What time is it!" looking at the clock in his hand.


"No!"


"Why not?" dion was confused.


"I won't take a shower before you hand your phone to me."


"Why is that?"


"Don't you think I don't know that you connected the CCTV with your phone."


"Okay, here's my phone. You keep the neat ones. Take a quick shower, or I'll take you inside and we'll take a bath together."


Hearing Dion's threat, Shasha immediately went into the secret room that she used to sleep in last night, carrying the box of clothes that had been prepared.


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