
Alexa twirled the pen tucked between her fingers, then pressed the pen onto the paper, just to put the signature it took a while. It was not because of the contents of the letter that made him feel like he had to think long to affix the signature, but the contents of his head were now being gagged with a single name, Azlan.
One question in Alexa's head, why does she have so much love for Azlan? Come to think of it, Azlan was just an ordinary man, who only had physical advantages, but somehow his feelings grew so fertile. In fact, he can also be transformed into like a fool when Azlan ordered him to perform seven tasks that until now he did not know what the next six tuga after one task he had completed, namely reading a book whose content is enough to make his heart moved to be obliged to obey the husband. He smiled remembering that the promise to a wife who obeys her husband in good things is jannah. The wife has the right to choose which door of heaven she wants. Trivial right?
“Hah?” Alexa was surprised to see her name on the paper missing two letters. Yes, the front two letters were lost due to the ink that melted and widened after he pressed the tip of the pen onto the paper and forgot to lift it. Oh gosh. Really teledor.
Alexa presses the intercom and calls Arul who has just been appointed as her assistant. “Rul, to my room for a minute!”
“Good, Miss!” replied Arul excitedly. How come it's not? Alexa is a person she admires. Seeing Alexa was the most exciting part of her life. I don't know until when he continues to admire Alexa while the woman he admires is the wife of the man. Halah, just admiring mah is okay, as long as it does not interfere with the relationship Alexa and Azlan. How thought.
Alexa raised her face as Arul appeared and stood before her.
“What's up, Miss?” arul asked with a half-down body as a sign of respect.
“This is the letter you replaced with a new one!” tell Alexa while taking the top sheet and handing it to Arul.
Arul was surprised to stare at the paper which was like being given the pot. “I mean, I was told to recreate this deal letter?”
“Iya. Wh why? You mind?” hardik Alexa sees Arul's face that can't be lied to if he does object.
“Not so the point, but this will have been signed by many parties.only Miss Alexa and Mr. Joan who have not signed. Well, if I make a new one, it means I have to keep the signature again to many related people.” Not because it had to go around facing the table of the company officials who made Arul difficult to ask for signatures, but the spicy mouth of the officials who made him object to doing so. For example, when facing Kikan, the staff whose mouth is very thin, of course, he will nag when Arul asks for signatures twice on the same letter.
Alexa's eyes are sharpening. He changed his sitting position which had his back resting on the back of the chair, now perpendicular. He put the pen to the table with a powerful bang. “I command you, just do it!”
Geez, gini is so subordinate. I like the boss. Hancuuur broke my heart. Thankfully beautiful.
“What did you say?” hardik Alexa then stood up.
“What is it, Non?” Arul stuttered confused. The feeling he just spoke in his heart earlier, but how could Alexa hear that? Oh.. he seemed to be flabbergasted and uttered that cry unknowingly.
“Heh, you are here working to get paid.” Alexa turns around her desk, approaches Arul and stands by the man's side. He's resting his waist on the table. “Do you want your salary to be trimmed?”
“Wah, no, Miss! Enough unyil alone that was trimmed.”
“Unyil what do you mean?”
“Aheee. Okay, I'll make a new letter. Excuse me.” Arul turned back and left the room. But when on the doorstep, Arul turned his head back then said, “Nona, greetings to Jesy.”
Alexa bobbing head. You Arul, crazy about Jesy.
Fortunately, Alexa did not mean Arul's words about the Unyil. Indeed, only the unyil who needs pruning during circumcision.
Alexa sat back in her chair. His eyes moved towards the door when he heard the sound of the door re-opening. Very quickly Arul made a new letter. How thought. But it turns out that what appeared was not Arul, but Azlan.
Azlan smiled then approached Alexa's chair. He stood on the side of the chair, one hand holding the back of the chair, he half bent and dyed Alexa's temple.
“Go home? What time is it?” Alexa glanced at the watch in her hand, then she patted her own forehead. “Jeez, it's afternoon. Why didn't I realize it?”
“Hey... So this is how my wife is busy with work? To the extent forget the same time.” Azlan placed his thumb against Alexa's forehead and pulled it all the way to the tip of Alexa's nose.
Alexa laughs.
“Planing is so, right?” Ask Azlan.
“Planing what?”
“Ehm. Meet bundaku.”
“Ooh... Yes, so. Okay okay, let's go now.” Alexa stood up. He approached the small table and grabbed his bag and hung it to his shoulder.
How nice Alexa was to meet her mother Azlan. His heart is so happy. He wants to have the figure of a mother, wants to get the attention of the figure of a mother, which he will likely get from Mother Dinda. It didn't occur in her head about the wicked mother-in-law as the people said. The figure of the in-laws according to many people is terrible for women, but Alexa never thought of it. She hopes to get more attention and affection from her parents-in-law.
“Come!” Azlan. But her steps came to a halt as Alexa's tiny arms coiled around her arms. Azlan smilingly looked at the arm that was coiled around his arm.
“Wait!”
Azlan stopped and raised an eyebrow. “Why?”
“I kangen.” Alexa is small.
Again, Azlan smiled. He faced Alexa and let the woman close her face and put their lips together.
Alexa turned her head back as the corner of her eye caught sight of someone entering the room. None other Arul.
“Eh, sorry. I should not have entered,” said Arul misbehaved. Strange, he caught his boss but he was the clumsy one. His mind began to rage and thrashed to want to mate. Gosh darn. The scenery was pure made him want to immediately propose to Jesy in order to do things like he saw earlier. “I don't see anything, kok.” Arul steps in past Azlan and Alexa then puts a paper onto Alexa's desk.
“Why don't you knock on the door first, huh?” alexa Hardik.
“Loh, I have ketokin up to three times instead,” replied Arul immediately. He remembered clearly knocking on the door before entering the room.
So cool, Alexa and Azlan to not hear the sound of knocking on the door.
“Ya already, get out there!” tell Alexa.
Arul nodded and left.
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