TRAPPED IN THE PAST STORY
CHAPTERS 130. MISCALLING

Shasha who came out of Dion's room and now appears with a fresh face, and, charming look with hair tied high ponytail style coupled with the flagship flawless makeup can make people who see it fascinated Dion. With a deep look, she looked at the beautiful face in front of her without blinking a single bit, the sharp look in her eyes made Shasha a misbehavior. Realizing that his ex-lover was feeling uncomfortable at once Dion cleared his throat to melt the atmosphere

“Ehem ..., Why do you look like this?” dion said as he stood up from the sofa where he was sitting.

“Why? Something wrong?” shasha asked as she raised her hand while researching the clothes she was wearing.

“Many, I took a shower. Remember don't leave the room until I'm done.”

“Ya.”

Dion who walked then entered his private room now made Shasha wonder.

What's up with me? Is there something wrong with my clothes? I don't think there's a problem, after all, this dress is in the box that was prepared.

About thirty minutes Dion appeared in a charming suit. The self hoping for praise repeatedly paced in front of Shasha as she opened her phone. His count of praise but he did not get until the sound of the door opened as a sign now Riko has come, meaning that working hours have almost begun.

Hearing the sound of the door opening immediately Dion stood up from where he was sitting at this time and walked quickly to enter his room. Now Shasha is sitting alone in her room accompanied by the music of the 2000s era that she turned on. Seeing Dion in such a manner left Shasha astonished.

What was? Why stand up suddenly? Hahahha maybe she's tired because I didn't talk to her.

Good, hussh, sit comfortably in your chair.

Having just spoken about Dion, now Shasha hears footsteps, which she believes are steps a man can recognize from the sound of the pounding of the shoes being worn. And now the sound of the step was heard closer until the sliding door began to sound.

It turned out that the sound of the step was the voice of Riko, without permission and knocking on the door now he sat in front of the sofa right in front of him. Riko who sat down did not say a word, she just sat looking at the pretty face of her boss secretary.

Why is this woman in front of me really beautiful? Dion can't let go of this woman.

Shasha who was looked at earlier felt uncomfortable, so she tried to ask.

"Sir, just arrived?" ask Shasha for a pleasantry."

"Hem. What time did you come?"

"Just now," Shasha lied.

There was a voice of conversation immediately Dion came out of his workplace and came out to sit right beside Riko.

"Tumben's here yet?" ask Dion to Riko.

"Yes" he said briefly while still looking at Shasha's face. "Dion, I didn't see it wrong, did I? is this really your secretary?"

"Why is that?"

"Where is this coming from?"

"You mean?"

“I feel jealous of you, why are you always surrounded by beautiful women while I am one not necessarily."

"I got it in the UKS, all because of basketball."

"UX? Basketball?" Riko was confused by Dion's explanation. Shasha who heard clearly it all felt bad if the room was made of gossip material two men, now she chose to leave the room.

Shasha came out walking towards where her office used to be. From a distance he saw his old friends telling each other, joking and tasting the dishes usually brought by Dimas, with long breath Shasha tried hard and lamented his fate. The household problems that do not know where to take considering now Daniel did not give any news at all as well as Johan who now really never again visited himself including Secil.

With her face down Shasha tried to strengthen her heart while stepping foot into the toilet just to wash her hands and look in the mirror.

Why do problems arise after I hurt Dion, instead of choosing Abra means that I have gained karma and that karma should end after we separated.

Staring at the glass he saw himself shedding tears. His wounds that had not been due to Abra's betrayal and his newly engraved happiness were now gone like sand drenched by rainwater. A dream carved with Daniel did not know where it was headed and slowly began to evaporate. I think it was just a dream

Work hours have begun, both Shasha, Riko or Dion are now the three of them are in their respective rooms. This afternoon is Dion's meeting schedule with clients, for Shasha's first jobdes Shasha out of the office.

At exactly ten o'clock in the afternoon Dion came out of his room, and took Shasha.

"Come, we're leaving." take Dion.

Shasha felt strange, why only ten o'clock Dion had invited him out when the meeting schedule was postponed in the afternoon. He chose not to ask Dion much.

Was the meeting accelerated? Maybe the client contacted Dion personally.

This time Dion was no longer accompanied by Riko, he entrusted the work in the office during his departure to Riko, for him his assistant was very competent and no doubt.

Dion and Shasha are in the lobby of the office, in front of them a black Porsche-branded dove. Dion immediately entered followed by Shasha. In the journey Shasha just silently hope the meeting with the client later can run smoothly.

"Why you?" ask Dion.

"No papa sir,"

"Well, repeat what did you call?"

"Where are you?" shasha asked confusedly.

"What did you answer?"

"No papa, sir."

"Well that's what I mean, sir? Is there a cooler call than that?"

"What yes?"

"You realize where we are now and what are we doing?"

"On the road, we're outside. Is there something wrong with my words, sir?"

"There's a lot, your fault is a lot."

"What's my fault sir?"

"One of you is repeatedly calling me Father, even though we are outside the office!" obviously Dion then quietly did not speak anymore.

Hearing that Shasha was just silent and tangent inexhaustible just a misdial could make Dion so angry like that.

Basic sensitive.

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To be continued.

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