Young Miss Assistant
Missed you

Gabriel let out a rough sigh, began to check on the state of his patient."What's up?" the question was to stick a pain reliever plaster on his son's back.

"Sasha died, not ruling out the possibility of father and Hans also being in danger. Can't you escape for a while? I will provide a safe hiding place." he suggested.

"You're worried about your old father?" Gabriel clenched his forehead, with a stifled smile.

Farel exhaled a coarse, saturated breath."I'm not worried about my father looking too young for his age. I'm worried about my mother, what if Mr. Wijoyo comes to propose to her? Maybe I should learn to accept a new stepdad..."

Plaque...

Gabriel hit his son's back hard, "Sick!!" peekit Farrel's.

"You still remember that old bastard, did he for five years break up with me, he still approached your mother!?" ask with a protective tone.

"No, it's just that he's been very kind to his kids. Will all parents love their children?" Farel let out a rough breath.

"I don't know, I can't confirm everyone's heart, right?" Gabriel, put some pain relief plaster back on.

"Dad, didn't you go too far with Deren and Clarissa? Prepare them to be trash." he asked.

"I wouldn't be able to act, if both of their parents gave enough affection. Do you think I'm being too outrageous?" Gabriel asked back, answered with a nod by Farel.

"Over-good boy," the man who was almost in middle age smiled proudly, ruffling his son's hair,"If you want, we don't need to be too strict on your two cousins..."

Proudly? Of course the son he did not teach became a child that was even beyond his expectations.

"Dad, did Tomy or Jeny get here? I searched his apartment, office, even mom's house. But he doesn't exist..." Farel started wearing his shirt again.

"No, he's not here." Gabriel replied honestly.

"Ja.. so they really went together." Farel's face looked pias.

"Why indeed?" Gabriel returned to tidying up his equipment.

"Tomy's gonna fuck her!! I knew he was a traitor!! The only tender my project wants to work on" he said with anger.

"Take it easy, sit down and drink some water..." Gabriel poured the water from his examining room dispenser on the glass glass. To give to his son.

Farel drank a few sips, trying to think clearly. Until we heard the annoying words from Gabriel.

"Bachelors without lovers and wives are not appreciated, I don't know how many times their game tonight." he murmured.

Farel spurted water from his mouth, rounding his eyes.

"I was sent a message by them, the two of them, enjoying a warm night in your villa. What a poor husband.." Gabriel's lips.

Meanwhile in the villa...

"Jeny!! Master will kill me!! I'm just a little green caterpillar, that high-class demon will step on me!!" Tomy snapped, wanting to grab the phone Jeny was running.

"Wouldn't..." Jeny smiled disdainfully.

***

Stamped blue sticky notes, with details of the spacious room was cleaned. A smile rang on his handsome face, wrapped in an office boy uniform.

White Lily flowers as a display in the arrangement, pasting notes again. The young man, sighing harshly, walked out of the room towards the pantry to make coffee for another employee who was about to arrive.

***

Clarissa closed her eyes for a moment, 'Mom's back in California, ' that's the only message she got from Sasha's now inactive phoncell number.

The woman, gave a rough sigh. Keeping your distance, building a wall, maybe it's better for him and Sasha, that's the only thing that makes her feeling better.

Walking slowly towards his room, his hands held the door. Slowly the curtains of the room have been replaced, not the slightest bit of dust is on the display.

Stick notes, pull them off the table,'Stop crying, ' that's the handwriting that's on the little paper with the adhesive behind it.

Clarissa smiled without realizing it, opening her laptop that was on the table. Back to find the sticky notes attached there, 'If you smile you are very charming,'

Until his gaze was shifted, realized the glass vase that is usually arranged imitation of leaves and stems. Now decorated with fresh flowers, seen from far away sticky notes are also attached there, 'Hardening my love, similar to this flower. A love that will be remembered in heaven,'

His heart was stirred again, Clarissa smiled, but slowly clenched her hands holding the three sticky notes.

"I, can't possibly like him, he's just a poor guy who..." Clarissa convinced herself, until, Zion knocked on the door, entering without permission. Her face is smiling.

"This time it's a coffee latte, I just learned to make it, I hope you," his words stopped, in the middle of his activity put the cup of coffee is still warm.

"Don't touch my things. I told you, I don't like you!!" he throws all three notes into Zion's face. The young man sighed violently, staring at the three small pieces of paper splattered.

A moment later the young man, trying to smile, "Don't love me, it's enough that I live one-sided love. I'll wait for you patiently, when you're lonely, come to me." she said, approaching Clarissa, kissing her forehead.

"I love you, you don't have to accept or reject it." she continued.

Zion kept trying to smile, pick up all three papers, throw them in the trash, walk a little down, leave the room.

Wanna stop? However, his potential fiancee cannot be Farel. The man her father set. A good-natured man, with no loopholes.

"Why does it feel weird...?" he murmured, patting his painful chest, looking at the slightly lowered back of the young man looking disappointed. A single tear ran down her cheek."Stupid.." he said, wiping his tears.

***

Youth dressed office boy, ordering the cheapest food. His cold face tempted the heart of any woman to conquer it. Not smiling, staring at the window of the building, while eating the newly served food.

"For raw materials, we will." Clarissa's words came to a halt. The woman with the face and body teasing, who was already the widow of two children before her, looked unfocused.

"Sorry.." call Clarissa, patting her on the shoulder.

"I.iya, sorry I asked for a minute," he said, walking past. Towards a young man who sat quietly by himself.

"Zion's?" the woman made sure.

The young man was stunned, staring at the woman who used to be one of his customers.

"You're an office boy now? Why don't you just call me? Better, so my personal assistant. I can pay you more,"

The woman brought her face closer to Zion's neck, whispered a little, "Instead you give me service, marry me I want." said the woman who may be more worthy of the young man's aunt.

Zion closed her eyes for a moment, feeling saturated, "I'm sorry, I've stopped." he said with a smile.

"Stopped? What if tonight I give you pocket money, 12 million. Especially for me, don't ever stop." the woman began to sit down, trying to tend to Zion.

"I said I had stopped." the young man stood up, staring intently, about to walk away.

A smile rang on the woman's face, "How could an unscrupulous employee work here? Only a gigolo, but can work in the company. Low standards, I'm disgusted to set foot in this place." he said loudly, inviting the attention of those who were there. Including Clarissa, who had just been silent watching.

Intentionally? Of course, the goal is for Zion to stop working. At the very least, the young man could beg for a job on him or perhaps be willing to accept payment for the night activities he did.

"Thank you for making the announcement..." Zion passed away quietly, without wanting to explain anything to Clarissa who was staring at her from afar.

***

Mats.tok.tik.tik.tok...

The woman was stunned in her room, her head leaning against the table. Waiting for ice coffee that has been brought by a young man? Perhaps what he did, rather, was waiting for an explanation from Zion.

The sound of knocking on the door rang out, Clarissa tidying her hair, pretending to be cold. Keep the image,"Come in," he said.

The cold face, turned disappointed, looks an office girl who came,"Miss.." the office girl lowered her head, put ice coffee. Walk a few steps to leave.

Clarissa let out a rough sigh, finally the words that were stuck came out of her mouth as well, "Where is Zion?"

"Zion wanted to be replaced today, he was on duty on the second floor." the office girl, lowered her head, then walked away from the room.

Clarissa stared at the ice coffee glass in front of her, touching the rest of the ice melts contained in the glass. Is there anything less? Maybe that's the feeling right now.

The afternoon air began to cool, the rain drizzled down. Clarissa started her car engine in the parking lot building. The woman was speechless, her tongue was faint to call out, Zion was seen using her backpack as an umbrella, running in the rain that began to torrential.

***

I don't know what was on his mind this morning, expectantly opening the door of his study. Hope there's a sticky note back? Nothing this time, just a nice looking room. White Lily flowers have been replaced with imitation leaves and roots.

"It's better.." he murmured, feeling lonely.

A few days through, Farel came every day just to pick him up, and deliver him home. Zion's? Clarissa could only catch a glimpse of the young man.

In fact, Zion seemed to avoid it. It's been almost a month. Some were empty, even Farel who was always smiling every time he invited her was not in his mind.

Just a strange man, who would often harass him. The smiles, touches and strange beats she missed. That's what's always on his mind now.

"It's still raining today..." Clarissa let out a rough sigh, raising her hand after her overtime work, welcoming the raindrops. No intention of going home? Just want to feel back, warm place to cry.

Zion, standing far beside him, might be waiting for the thunderstorm before her to come to a halt. The young man, unaware of Clarissa's whereabouts, glanced slightly to the side.

The young man walked out of the building, breaking through the rain like avoiding the woman standing far beside him.

Step by step in the rain as if followed. Her clothes had been soaked no matter what.

Until arriving at a narrow alley that is quiet, minimal display. The voice of the woman who followed him finally sounded, "Stop..."

Zion turned around, hearing the voice of someone she knew, in the midst of a torrential rain of lightning.

"Why avoid me!? Why not give an explanation!?" Clarissa chased after him, letting her whole body and the clothes she was wearing get wet.

"Stupid!!" Zion pulled Clarissa's hand, cornered her to a brick wall, under a dim light, ignoring the lips of those who had turned white from the cold."I'm too disgusting to be close to you. But stupidly I miss you...!!" elevate the intonation of his voice, bringing out the thing he harbored.

Zion began to close her eyes, linking her lips in the rain, the warmth of the touch of their lips, exchanging saliva that slowly felt fused with the tasteless rain,"I want to take care of you!! I want to protect you? Is a disgusting human like me too greedy?" tanyanya stared at the bead in Clarissa's eyes.

The woman was stunned silent, her lips twitching to answer. Zion's tears mixed with raindrops were invisible to her, the young man smiled, "I let you go.

Clarissa rounded her eyes, this time her heart was controlling her body. The woman, on her tiptoes, held her hand against Zion's neck. Indeed the lips of the young man were aggressive, enjoying every touch of their lips, which were clad in warmth.

"Be my secret girlfriend, that woman pays you, right? I'll pay whatever you want..." Clarissa looked desperate, looking into the happy smiling eyes of the young man at her.

"Pay with your heart, that's enough" Zion, hugging Clarissa tightly, a hug that didn't feel warm on their cold skin. However, it is different from their hearts that feel complete.

Seriate