When Love Comes Season 2
Chapter 44 Fret

Darania was still standing and looking down the girl did not dare to look at the face of the man who was cool looking at his beautiful face.

The man noticed the girl's pretty face, with her white skin and her tiny body. The girl, not tall but a plus for him, only the girl can make him fall in love.

The man, happy to make the little girl, was busy. The body that did not reach this. Like a child running around doing a task that the man gave. The age of the girl, almost three heads, yet her face was like that of an ABG girl. The girl, resist the old.

"You're beautiful," she murmured slowly.

"What Mas?" asked the girl, it sounded so clear from the man before her, making the two look at each other.

"I didn't say anything?!" shouts turned.

The girl, jealous. He sure heard the man's words. Although slow, but his ears are still good to hear Azka's speech. The girl, wondering in her heart, "What does it mean to say, you're beautiful." Darania became confused whether, he misheard? Those words, even the lightest in his ears made his face red as a tomato.

His face flushed red, making Azka smile. The man, instead busy himself by paying attention to every fine line in the indentation of his face that was still tight did not look old at all.

The girl, looking down again, did not want to see the face of the man who so upset her half to death. His legs started to ache, the heels of his feet were throbbing. He saw that his own feet were red and swollen.

The man, looking at the girl's face, was uncomfortable. A few times he scrunched his forehead withstanding the pain. His head was already dripping with sweat because, the heat of his body that had reached the crown because, tired from earlier back and forth because, the order of Azka.

"Why you?" he asked, seeing the girl endure the pain in the heel of his foot.

"I'm fine, Mas" he told a lie. But clearly, the girl was lying, to cover her wound on the heel of her foot.

The man moved out of his chair. He approached the girl, the man saw the heel of her foot, reddened by the swelling. Azka frowned, feeling sorry for the girl, "Try to open your shoes?" his question was still looking down at the feet of the girl in front of him.

"What would Azka want?" the girl asked confusedly, not understanding the meaning of this man.

The man began to squat because the girl did not want to open her shoes. But the girl, instead, took one step back to feel afraid of the behavior of the man.

"What would Azka want?" he asked again, starting to panic and also confused. But the man ignored the girl's question,

"Take off your shoes!" the man shouted, repeating his words.

The girl, several times shakes her head. He felt bad that his boss was kneeling before him. The girl, nervous still did not understand the words of her boss. He started to feel scared.

"If you don't want to leave. I'm going to take off your shoes forcibly" he said, beginning to gurgle at the girl's frightened face. The man wanted to laugh but he could stand it. The man, trying to have a serious face.

" Yes-yes I took off" he said, fearing his boss would forcibly remove his shoes. The girl, frowning, as her shoes she took off her feet. The girl, felt such intense pain in the heel of her foot. The skin of his foot, until it peeled because of swollen wounds on the heel of his foot.

The man turned around, holding back a laugh seeing the girl's reaction, frightened until her body trembled. He walked to his desk, to get something in his desk drawer. The girl was still frightened by what her boss was going to do. The man walked over to the girl, who was still in a state of fear. Darania deg deg deg deg an as the man stiffens his legs. Azka started applying the ointment to her painful left leg. Treat this boss of his, make the girl, surprised. The girl, who had been thinking ugly and dirty since, "Geez what she thought," she thought shakes her own head.

The girl, watching the face of her boss, was seen up close, her face was so handsome, her hair was straight and neat, her eyeballs were black and firm, her nose was pointed, her lips were a little thick and sexy. His skin is not white, nor is it black. The typical skin of Central Javanese. Especially this guy, it's already established.

The girl, still watching her face from her Boss. He kept watching, watching his boss. The one who had been indirectly admiring Azka's handsome face.

"It's over, you don't wear high heels again, until your feet heal. Dear, legs as beautiful as this, must be injured because of blisters," he said disperse daydreams from this girl.

Darania is still busy admiring the handsome face of an Azka. He did not know, if the man, had finished applying the ointment on his left leg.

The man, deliberately not disperse the seagrass from the girl. Because he liked the girl, when he was seriously thinking about something. That man, didn't know that the girl was thinking about him.

The girl began to realize that she was thinking about the man. Their pair of eyes met realizing that this boss was looking at his face.

The girl moved, not wanting to linger in her boss' room. It's enough so this, he's a heart sport. Karna, had thought evil to this boss. He was ashamed of his thought. Even though the boss doesn't know what this girl is, think about it right now.

"Where are you going?" his tan was still crouching in front of the girl.

"I want to go back to my room" he replied unwilling to see the face of his boss.

"Wait."

"There is, moreover, not satisfied with me from earlier. My leg is scratched by you. What else to tell me!" his exasperation let out all the resentment in his heart.

Azka, give her flip-flops. " Nih wear this. The shoes should not be worn again, while wearing this first," he said with a smile, remembering his feet hurt because of his behavior.

The girl, took Azka's flip-flops. Because, now Darania does not wear footwear. He wears big flip-flops. Make Azka smile to herself. Seeing this girl's legs so small.

"I'd better put on some shoes again, dech" he said, taking off his boss' flip-flops. The spoon, so big it made him feel uncomfortable with the huge sandals on his feet.

"No way, put on those slippers, otherwise I cut your paycheck," he said withholding a laugh that he could no longer bear.

The girl, again wearing the oversized slipper, forced because, Azka threatened him to cut his salary if he did not comply. Darania also left her boss room, with a frown.

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