Leaning Sweet Me
I saw everything

"Ecchem...."

Deheman's voice stopped his laughter for a moment.

Dinda turned her head towards the voice, Farrel was seen standing behind her. He sat back in his office, pretending to be busy, but his ears were sharpened. Metta puffed up, then turned the two lazy eyeballs, again struggling with his work.

I forgot, my shitty boyfriend could do the unexpected, what if he did it here, die me! I should have been able to restrain myself, why would I go straight to his room and have to look as upset as before.

All employees begin to look at their managers, usually Farrel will approach the cubic employees if there is something that is not in accordance with his work. They looked at each other in wonder who was currently in trouble.

Farrel approached Metta's cubic, his face looking solemn, Dinda timidly looked with the tip of her eye, displaying a little hair behind her ear to smooth out the information she was about to hear.

"Mettasha, come with me! we have a meeting outside, bring the file in my room." said Farrel just passed out of the building.

Metta clicked angrily, he walked into Farrel's room and came back out with a file in his hand.

Dinda approached her best friend who was cleaning her desk, and put a cell phone in her bag.

"Sha, what's wrong with you guys?" search Dinda curious.

"I don't know, I'm pissed at him! I've been gone first. I'll drop this file, yeah, soon people from the warehouse will pick it up here." Metta got up from her seat.

Dinda nodded, "Be careful..."

"Hit ..."

Metta came out of the building and spread his gaze to look for Farrel, he saw Farrel's car passing and stopped right in front of him. Car open, Metta entered and then with the face still bent without looking at Farrel.

"Bring up his seat belt" said Farrel, then sighing.

According to Metta, she pulled the seat belt and put it on her body.

"still annoyed? Hmm..."

"No, why be upset!"

"What is that?"

"What is it...? I'm fine,"

Farrel shook his head, then drove his vehicle across the crowded street that afternoon. But there was no conversation in the car, they dissolved in each other's minds.

Kan, he's silencing me! like he was doing something, he would usually always tease me when I was upset like this, now no.

Brother still said it was okay, it was clear he was upset so.

Not long after they finally arrived at a cafe. Farrel stopped his car, opened his seat belt.

"Don't go in first, I'll catch up,"

"Hmmm..." Metta replied with just a mutter.

His attitude is starting to get suspicious again! how can I not think.

Metta opened the car door then exited and closed the car door hard.

Jesus, brother.

Farrel pulled his lips up as Metta, who was flicking her lips, got so upset inside the cafe. Farrel looks messing with his phone. Then get out of the car after finishing his business.

"Farrel ...?" the female voice called him.

Farrel turned, "Hi Sya, here too?"

"Hem, I want to see a client here! you alone?"

A pair of eyes looked at him sharply from behind the glass.

They're so familiar, wait it's a fox! Why, oh well he told me to go in first, it turns out he met Tasya.

Metta saw him from inside the Cafe, from entering Metta never turned his eyes on Farrel's car, he deliberately sat closest to the entrance so he could easily see out.

Farrel and Tasya chatted for a long time, seeing them laughing freely talking about something. Made Metta even more furious and clenched her hands under the table.

He ignored the waiters who approached him.

Metta wavered, he even forgot that he had previously booked this place for a meeting.

"Ah, I'm sorry I've booked on behalf of Farrel Adhinata."

"Oh sorry miss, the reservation on behalf of Farrel Adhinata is in the Vip room over there," said the woman waiters.

I know, even I made that reservation.

"Hem, I'm sitting here waiting for my boss who is still busy with his business, can't you?" metta said with great emphasis,

As if talking about his frustration, Metta glared at Farrel who had not finished. Making the waiters astonished, he nodded with a smile then waltzed away.

For a long time, what were they talking about? are they back close? no Sha .. Waste your filthy thoughts, why are you like this, usually you won't care.

Not long after the client who will be meeting simultaneously came, asked the reservation information to the waiters, then it was seen the waiters pointed towards Metta who still saw Farrel.

"Miss Mettasha?" he said he was standing next to Metta.

Metta turned, "Yes....?"

"How, is our meeting going to start?" sama later.

Metta took a breath, almost forgetting her plan to come here for a meeting.

Because of her, I forgot my job. While he was even engrossed in HIS BUSINESS.

Metta moved from his seat, "Let's Mr. .. we'll wait inside" he said by stepping into the Vip room he had ordered earlier.

Farrel and Tasya entered together just as Metta opened the door of the Vip room.

They even came in after I got in here, they think they fooled me what? they purposely buy time, make sure I come in and don't see it, but it's wrong.

"Yes, I've been waiting for the afternoon, don't forget my order" said Tasya.

Farrel chuckles. "Siap .. if so I'll see you later in the afternoon."

They parted ways, Tasya stepped first after seeing someone waving at her. While Farrel stepped towards the waiters and asked where he should go. Then the waiters were seen delivering Farrel to Vip's room.

"This sir the room, the guest just came in" said the waiters.

"Thank you."

The waiters nodded then returned to where he worked. Farrel knocked on the polite sign door and went inside.

Metta looked at it with sharp eyes that Farrel could hardly interpret. While their client got up and welcomed Farrel with a helping hand.

"Farrel's famous Mas" he jokes as his hand size is warmly welcomed by Farrel.

"Om it could be, please Om sit down,"

"I've been sitting down since!" he said while laughing.

While Metta looked scowled, she further bent her lips down, had they not been in a meeting, she might have left there in a fit of rage.

Brother why? Did he see me with Tasya and think non-no.

On the sidelines of his meeting, Farrel glanced at Metta, who focused on noting the important points of the two, but this time there was no smile rising from his lips that he used to do during meetings.

Metta is more silent, nods his head, or laughs with force. Until some time finally the meeting was completed, with satisfactory results, and the man Farrel called it came out after saying goodbye.

Metta got up from her seat, snatching her bag violently.

"Darling, wait! Why you...." Farrel blocked Metta's arm as she was about to get out.

"You think...."

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