Widows Complex

Widows Complex
23. There's an Ant in the Lips


The request of Putra only made Imelda surprised. Want to be happy or sad, but the look on Imelda's face looks bright.


Who the hell, do not feel happy when someone is liked express feelings to us. Whether it's real or joking, obviously the speech is able to make someone feel happy to heaven.


“How, do you want to accept me as a girlfriend?” ask the Son again.


“A-what's the reason you expressed those feelings to me?” Imelda asked back, wanting to know what reason the Son suddenly expressed feelings to her.


“Actually I don't know what love is and how to live it. The reason why I am expressing love to you is, I am bored with everything I am currently living. I hate all the women of all ages who keep chasing me because I have this face. I think that if there was a lover who settled in my heart, maybe those women would not come after me anymore. So, do you want to be my girlfriend?” obviously Putra is at length.


“A-I am just a widow with an age far too different from yours. Although this relationship is only to keep you away from the women out there. Still, I don't think a widow deserves to help in things like...” Imelda's rejection came to a halt as the Son stepped close to her.


“I never asked you anything. If I ask, then never reject it for reasons like this, because I hate a word that relates to rejection. Like it or not, today you have officially become my girlfriend!” the son, he kissed Imelda.


Deg deg!


Getting a sudden kiss from a man he likes makes Imelda's heart beat rhythm racing fast. Blood flow begins to heat up to the top of the head. His body became tense from nervousness.


‘I'm still asleep. But why does it feel so real, the fragrant mint mouthwash has burst into my throat and stalled in my cerebellum. I felt like I wanted to return the favor, but somehow my lips felt numb so I could not move them. All I feel right now is the soft lips of Son, the inner’ of Imelda.


Feeling that the oxygen in the lungs was almost empty, the Son gave up his kiss. Both of his legs retreated 2 steps back, his head bowed with a reddened face holding in shame.


“I-it was a contract kiss that today you officially became my girlfriend. Maybe you think I'm not polite, but in this city, the woman I think deserves a kiss from me is you,” said Putra lowered her tone because shame still dampened her mind.


So serious he wanted to ask Imelda to be his lover, Putra to forget that at this time they are both still in the parking lot. The actions of the Son suddenly made the employees just come silent like statues looking at the two of them. Some female employees saw the action repeatedly snorted in annoyance. However, it was unable to say anything more since the woman was their boss.


“A-what-what the fuck is this, huh?” ask one of the female employees to surprise Imelda and Putra.


“Eh?” murmured Imelda was surprised not to play until her face now turned red like a boiled crab. The son himself was silent, enduring the shame on his flat face.


“There were ants on the lips of Boss Imelda, so I took aja,” chirped Putra with his leisure, he rubbed the lower lip of Imelda with his thumb, then put the thumb in his mouth. “Hem, it's worth it there are black ants. Apparently Boss Imelda's lips are sweet!” continued Putra was calm, although in fact he was very embarrassed.


Imelda herself grew even more embarrassed until her face turned crimson. If we can see, in the head of Imelda let out smoke.


The employees are also made baper with the behavior of the Son.


“WOUW!”


“Yeah, why don't those black ants stick to my lips. If there are ants like that, surely my lips will also be kissed by the Son,” said the female employee straight red hair.


“If I were Imelda's boss, maybe my son would pull in the car. Jump open-open, do not forget to grow crops to produce good seeds!” hysterical cheers of other employees.


Hearing the hysterical cheers of the employees, Putra approached one of the employees, and began to say.


“What a pity, the kiss was special for boss Imelda.”


The Son's words caused Imelda to drift to the 10th heaven, while the employees heard him snort in annoyance. Their hearts were broken when they realized that the Son would not choose them as the idol of the heart.


Imelda was still silent beside the car staring at the departure of the Son was surrounded by many women. However, there is one thing that makes Imelda continue to wonder why today many people bring gift packages.


Imelda approached one of the female employees still standing there.


“Then can know today what day?” ask Imelda curiously.


“Today is valentine's day. Why boss?”


“Pantes alone from earlier I saw many people carrying gift packages. It's valentine's day!”


“Iya!” nod the employee.


“You, why did you also bring a package?” tanya Imelda began to wrinkle her forehead.


The employee's face turned into panic, his hands quickly hid the package behind his body, his lips looking a thin smile with a face looking restless.


“A-anu, bo-bos and Putra have no relationship whatsoever, right?” ask the employee to be afraid.


Imelda was silent for a moment.


‘Connect? Even if we had a relationship, it would all be a contract of employment. Not a special relationship in general. Ha, uh! Never mind, anyways our relationship is just a contract,’ murmured Imelda in heart.


“Bos,” call the employee disperse the reverie of Imelda.


“Oh, ti-no. We-we both have nothing to do. About the Son who kissed me earlier, hem.you assume not to see it, because actually the kiss is meaningless, hehe!” obviously Imelda in between her feet laughter.


Hearing Imelda's reply made the employee happy. The green light is still bright. Then there is still a chance for him to express his feelings to the Son.


“Is it true that Bosses have no special relationship with Putra?” ask the employee with enthusiasm.


“Only limited to neighbors and between bosses, employees,” said Imelda nodded.


“Then I will express my feelings to the Son. Who knows this Valentine's Day is my lucky day!” chirped the employee while running away leaving Imelda still standing beside her car.


Hearing that Imelda was stunned, her hand held her lips and began to recall the kiss again.


“Stupid me, why did I just shut up when Son kissed me!” imelda grumbled while stomping her two legs.


Tired of his mind at this time is chaotic due to the actions of the Son. Imelda began to step both feet into her company. Arriving inside the company, Imelda frowned looking at the listless faces of her employees. Curious as to what had happened that day, Imelda continued her steps towards the Son's room.


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